Falling For The Man I Married

Chapter 4: Do you have a boyfriend?

Madi's POV:

It's been one week since the conference room incident. I told Sandy about it and she never did anything but to laugh her every time she remembers it.

"I wish I was there to capture that moment."

That's what she always says. I even laughed with her, but thank God the issue has died suddenly.

And here we are back at the Cafeteria, having our lunch with Troy ... next to me again.

"Ahm... Madi?" Troy called my attention while I was munching my gingerbread.

"Hmm?"

"I have a question."

"What is it?" I looked at him. He's wearing a sheepish smile on his face.

"D-Do you have a boyfriend?"

Sandy and I broke our trance and I subconsciously swallowed my food quickly.

"No...why?"

"Uhm, c-can I invite for a d-dinner sometime?" he asked stuttering and scratching the back of his neck. He's really cute when he blushes.

"Are you asking her for a date?" my eyes snapped in Sandy's direction as she voiced out my question.

Troy scratched again the back of his neck.

"Uhm... I guess?"

"You guess? You mean you don't know if it's a date or not?"

"Uhm----"

"Sandy, let him talk." I cut what Troy was saying and glared at Sandy. She just rolled her eyes.

"If that so... I mean, if that's what you call it, then yes. I am inviting her for a date." Troy said looking at me. "I just thought since I'm still single and you don't have a boyfriend, uhm... why don't I invite you for a date. Don't worry, not tonight. But some other night, if you agree."

I was about to say something but Sandy opened her clever mouth again.

"Wow! I am starting to like your braveness, Troy. You really asked a girl on a date in front of her friend. Just wow!" she said nodding while grinning.

"Ohh, thanks," Troy said proudly. "So, can I have the honor of going out with you, Ms Madielyn Davis?"

He acted like a prince asking his princess to dance with him.

"Okay, just tell me in advance where you will take me so I can prepare."

"Yes!" instead of Troy, Sandy exclaimed loudly.

"Your voice!" me and Troy warned her in unison. We didn't notice the same pair of eyes watching our conversation intently until we finished our lunch.

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Like my everyday routine after lunch and every 4 pm, I would bring Mr Wilsons his coffee. And it's now his 3rd coffee of the day. I wonder how he can drink too much coffee in a day and take note--- every day. Wouldn't he become high in caffeine?

Yeah.. not in drugs but from coffee. Wouldn't he become acidic or have an ulcer?

My thoughts stopped when I am standing right in front of his door. I knocked 3 times before he answered 'come in'.

the large window behind his desk with both hands on

Sir." I put

cup of coffee. I averted my eyes when he brought it to his lips to take

I asked him the same

know he would just answer me with his the same answer..

eyes widened in a bit surprised as I gulped. For all the questions he would possibly ask me

again, maybe I was just being played by

do you

really asked

have no idea why he's suddenly asking me a very personal question which is unrelated to my work. But

I answered although

you dating with someone

sorry again, Sir?" ..where is this

he's tensed and annoyed. Well, it's not

myself, every time I ask

questions. And I was taken aback because I don't expect you to ask

he snapped ignoring what I said.

I am about

but I can't help raising an

'-Good?'-

I voiced

a deal to offer you, Ms Davis. My driver will pick you up

"Sir?"

dismissed, Ms Davis," he said completely ignoring me by

being a boss myself, I insist

Sir, but may I ask the deal

head immediately snapped

work-related, so I won't discuss it with you right here in the office." his cold gaze makes me

Mr Wilsons! If it's not work-related, then why do you have to offer me your deal? And why did you have to ask me about having a boyfriend or if I am dating? Does your offer have anything to

you right now, because it won't happen! You're

-'that's it?'-

by turning around his swivel chair after getting his phone. And now the back of his chair is

if I tell you, I won't go and listen to what you

ask him again and to say goodbye. I just walked out the door and headed to

I'm going to have wrinkles because of you, Gabriel Wilsons!" I groaned as

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professionalism, I knocked on his door. And after he

he

didn't care if

I finished taking a bath and

to wear? He didn't even mention where he will take me. My God!" I pulled

my lashes. And since it's not a date, I

be fine. I don't need to put more makeup. He's my boss and this is not a date."

simply wear my simplest sleeveless---navy blue floral dress that ended just mid-thigh. I've added some curls on my hair to make it more bouncy, and that's okay. Two-inch black sandals for my feet. I don't want him to think that I really put an effort to this

door. I went down the stairs to open it but found Jaime (my flatmate) talking to someone at the

said looking at me, smiling. I

Davis. I'm Jhon and I am Mr Wilsons driver. I

smiled at him and turned to Jaime

at her and exited the door, following John to the car.

you, Jhon," I said

welcome, Ms Davis." he closed

sitting in the driver's seat,

"Jhon?"

me, waiting for

makes me feel old. I'm only 26." I smiled

if that's what you

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