Falling For The Man I Married

-'You didn't answer my question seriously.'- I mimicked his words in my head before I laughed at his face.

"I already answered your question! I went out with my friends and your sister!" I tried to pull my hand but he didn't let me.

"You went out with them? And you just got home at this late of an hour?"

"And so? I told you I was with Nancy! And Greg was with us too, he actually drove me here!"

He clenched his jaws as he narrowed his eyes on me.

"Greg has been with you all this time? You were with him? Why didn't you tell me you're going out tonight and that you were with him?"

'-Fucking shit!'- I blinked rapidly as I felt my temper rising to my head.

"Excuse me, what did you say? I didn't tell you that I was going out tonight? Gabriel Wilsons, since when do I have to tell you my whereabouts?"

"Since you're married to me, Madielyn Wilsons!"

"Wow!" I laughed sarcastically, shaking my head. "Since I married you, why? Did I ask your whereabouts since you're married to me too? Did I ask you to report on me where you went, every time you don't sleep in your fucking room? Did I?" 

I'm not drunk actually, but thanks to the presence of alcohol, I can also scream at his handsome face.

"Madi, that's a different thing and you know that the first time you accepted this agreement that I will go with her and chase her!"

"Oh, yeah! I accepted this fucking agreement of yours, but I didn't agree to tell you all the things in my life! And I didn't agree that you'll be the one to choose the people that I should go with!"

"It's because you're married to me----"

"And you're married to me too so, what's the difference with that? Go fuck your ex and I don't care! And I'll go fuck my own business!" 

I yelled at him with all the veins that showed on my neck. I know we can disturb the now sleeping maids, but I can't help but defend myself with how he wants to control all things. I turned my way towards the wide staircase.

"Madi, can we please talk civilly?" 

He asked in a low voice as he followed behind me. I turned to him and sighed as I tried also to level my voice into his tone.

"Gabriel, let me remind you, yes, we're married, but being married to each other doesn't mean, I need to ask for your permission every time there's something I wanted to do in my life because I don't ask yours. I haven't questioned you every time you got somewherr or who's with you at that moment. Please let me do the things I wanted to do because I forgot about being myself when I said yes to you."

"Madi, I'm just worried. I was worried sick when I didn't find you at home earlier. I've been calling you, but you haven't answered my calls."

"Hmm... Let's just say, I like to give the gift of my absence to those who do not appreciate my presence." 

I smiled and patted his cheek and headed for the stairs. I saw how his jaws dropped with my last statement. And thanks again to those bucket of beers, at least they allowed me borrow some strength and courage for tonight. If only I had known this thing a long time ago, I would certainly drink alcohol like water every day.

"Madi." I heard his voice again when I was about to open the door to my room. " Let's talk about this tomorrow when you're sober."

"I'm not drunk, Gabriel, but if you want some 'talk' tomorrow, then that's fine. Goodnight, Gab." I walked over to him and kissed him goodnight on the cheek.

I sighed and leaned back against the door. I closed my eyes and remember the happenings of this night. Sandy was wrong when she said he would appreciate my outfit. I smiled bitterly and kicked my shoes on the floor and my bag on the couch. He didn't even notice my dress. Huh! I jumped on top of the bed first with my stomach and not after a minute, I received a text message.

"Oh my God!" I complained as I got up to get the phone from my bag. It's a message from Greg.

**I'm home. Goodnight, Madi.**

smiled and

**Goodnight, Greg.**

myself back on the

*****

noisy rectangular thing on top of the bedside table reminds me of what happened last night

four hours? Gosh! Why did I forget to adjust you

heard the constant knocking and calling of

God! Can't I get

Madi? Ma'am Madi." It's Elsa's

that girl was so persistent in waking me up, I have no choice but to get up and opened

with a half-smile and half-closed eyes, nut she gasped when she saw

with wide eyes. I know what she refers to, my makeup... especially my

silly." I chuckled and opened

she said nodding. "Ahm... Ma'am Madi, Sir Gabriel wants to

eyebrows as I walked back and sat on the edge

breakfast. He made breakfast for the two of you," she

disbelief and instantly my sleepiness swiped away

Ma'am." her voice was obviously laced with tease and her smile

tell him to wait

"Ma'am?"

"I'll be there in

welcome, Ma'am Madi," she said and walked out

smile crept onto my lips. "Come on, Madi! He just cooked for breakfast, what's so special about that? And what's that smile of yours?" I asked myself in front of the mirror,

washed my face and brushed my teeth, because taking a

the stairs and headed directly into the kitchen, where I found him typing something on his laptop with

how are you?" he asked smiling and kissed

to raise an eyebrow with his gesture. Just

my mind doesn't want to. Since I've realized that I love him, my heart and mind were always fighting who among them should I listen to. But I've noticed lately, my stupid

pancakes. I also made orange juice for you, so what do you want?" He pulled a chair for me and I can't help but smile. It's the first

cooked all of

asked Lea's help." he smiled shyly while scratching the back of his

I said nodding and was about to get some pancakes when

he took the fork from my hand and placed three pancakes on my plate. I just smiled

-'Seize the moment.'-

he called my

at him after putting the fourth

and Nancy but they also haven't answered my calls. Then I disturbed my private investigator to

I don't really know how much of a worry

know

at you last night. And yeah, I've realized you're right. I forced you into this mess

that's not what I

We're just married because of my agreement and we're not a real husband and wife, a real couple. And

the big word,

your boss or I'm your husband, but because I'm your friend. I'm worried about you, Madi. I'm a man and I

mean to say I'm

I mean. Madi, I care about you. I know you