“It has been one week, one week of me rejecting his calls. A week of me having sleepless nights. A week of silently crying and hurting all by myself and tomorrow I have to go back to Taiwan. I have to go back to pretending that I didn’t see anything.. I can't, I won’t lose my husband over a one night stand, the bartender did say he was drinking. Maybe, just maybe he was drunk and somehow... somehow… yes, it was alcohol, a spur of the moment. He loves me, he would never cheat on me…" a million of crazy thoughts ran through Zhi Gang’s mind hand in hand with mixed emotions.
He was done in New York and was satisfied with the building and the setting, instead of wanting to spend too much time in making trips to and from Taiwan; he started considering asking one of his managers’ to relocate to New York to oversee things for him in order to visit once in a month.
His flight landed in Taiwan after 17 hours and he immediately drove home without making a few stops at two or three of his restaurants like he usually does. He arrived home to finding his husband taking a nap on the sofa, he looked at him with sadness and his eyes began being red.
He tried so hard holding back the tears but he couldn’t, he closed the door and went straight to take a shower. Upon hearing something breaking in the bathroom, Bo Xiang woke up and ran to the bathroom thinking there was an intruder. He found his husband kneeling down picking up glass particles that were scattered on the floor from the broken mirror, “What happened?” Bo Xiang asked as he also kneeled down to help him out, “When did you come back?” he added.
Zhi Gang was mentally preparing himself to have a conversation with his husband which made him go silent for a couple of minutes, “Babe, What’s going on? What’s wrong,” Bo
Xiang asked as he looked at him,
“No-Uhm, Nothing,” Zhi Gang replied.
“Breaking a mirror like that is not ‘nothing’ and you have been silent since I asked you what happened,” Bo Xiang said, looking at him with worry
“I’m fine,” Zhi Gang stood up, “I wasn’t holding it carefully, I think it’s because of the jet lag,” he walked out of the bathroom into the bedroom.
Bo Xiang finished picking the glasses and dusted the rest and threw them into the bin. He walked to the bedroom and hugged Zhi Gang from behind, “I’ve missed you,” he said, “I was worried when I didn’t see your travelling bag, I thought you ran away-”
“Why would I run away? What could make me run away?” Zhi Gang asked and he turned to face him
Still hugging him, “I too don’t know,” Bo Xiang replied, “I had to hear from A-Hao that you were in New York,”
Zhi Gang nodded, “My meeting got postponed to last week, it has been a month since it was postponed”
“That means you were all alone here at home that weekend of the fashion show?”
“No, I was also attending the fashion show,” Upon hearing this, Bo Xiang started coughing, “Are you okay?” Zhi Gang asked to which Bo Xiang nodded.
“Then why didn’t you and come see me?”
“I was planning to then Mr. Hsiao called and I got held up on a conference call, by the time I went over to the hotel, the fashion show was over,” Zhi gang said breaking off from the hug to put on some clothes, “By the way…” he paused and looked at Bo Xiang, “Did something happen that weekend? Something that I need to know of?” he asked.
Bo Xiang didn’t hesitate in giving him an answer, “No, not that I can think of. I mean…” he said as he sat down on the edge of the bed, “…I greeted a few clients of mine, drank champagne and I got a little bit sick then I went to lay down. I think it was the champagne I was drinking. I got a massive hangover the following day,” he chuckled.
Zhi Gang looked at him and smiled faintly, “he is either lying to me or he was really drunk,” he thought.
“There is no way in hell I am losing you over a misunderstood one night stand, as long as I don’t confess to sleeping with her you will work freely in achieving your dreams, no complications none whatsoever. I just hope she can keep her end of the deal,” Bo Xiang thought as he closed his eyes.
Moments later he felt his husband kissing his forehead, then both his cheeks. He opened his eyes and saw him leaning over him and smiling, “I love you,” Zhi Gang said, “I would do anything for you… but don’t ever think of playing me, don’t ever think of making me a fool and making me regret saying ‘I do’, okay,?” he asked, his smile turning to a smirk.
Bo Xiang who was confused, nodded and let out a smile, “Doing that to you will be me killing myself,” he replied, holding his waist with one hand and the back of his neck with another and pulled him down for a kiss. Zhi Gang wanted to pull back but he couldn’t, he wasn’t fully recovered from the ‘one night stand scene’ and didn’t want to pretend that everything was okay starting from that time on forward but he gave in. Gave in to the kiss and also gave in to the pretense.
From that day on forward things were back to normal for the married couple; with no more Jiga-Ling and no more ‘child’ arguments. Bo Xiang came home to either finding his husband cooking, his head buried in his work or him not at home. He would swing by the restaurant to check up on him or wait for him to finish working in order to go home together. The atmosphere at home was now great; Wen Jie started visiting however he liked and they began going out more often.
As things began working out for Zhi Gang in New York and with Bo Xiang receiving hundreds of orders from
his clients, Bo Xiang realized that a child was only going to be a distraction for the both of them.
THREE MONTHS LATER;
“So when are you going to New York for the grand opening?” Hui-Fei asked
“This weekend,” Bo Xiang responded
“Your husband must be excited,”
“Very, he even left me behind to finish up on some things before the opening,” Bo Xiang said as he looked at Zhi Gang’s picture, “By the way, will you be there? I heard your father will be coming with his family,” he asked, wanting to know if he should prepare himself to facing Jiga-Ling
Hui-Feng shook her head, “No, I have to stay behind and look after Jiga-Ling” she said
“That name! That name!” Bo Xiang faintly smiled as he thought, “Why do you have to look after her? Is she alright?”
“Oh, she is pregnant,”
Bo Xiang instantly froze,
“P-P-Pregnant?” he asked as he stuttered
“Yes, it's four months now,” she said looking disappointed
“Uhm,” he leaned in, “You- you seem rather disappointed,”
“How can I not? *giggles* She had unprotected sex with some random guy that weekend of the fashion show while I was busy chatting with the models. I was supposed to look after her…” she continued speaking but Bo Xiang was no longer listening,
“God! What have I done?” he thought, he stood up and walked out of the door leaving Hui-Feng inside his office who was shocked to see him behaving that way.
Bo Xiang walked outside and hailed a cab to take him home. He got inside the apartment and walked straight to the bedroom, smelling Zhi Gang's scent, seeing his pictures and clothes he finally broke down; he screamed and shouted. He fell down on his knees and finally let out a painful cry….
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'Til death do us part
FanfictionThis story is merely a work of fiction based on "Sun Bo Xiang" and "Lu Zhi Gang" from the series; History 3: Make Our days count (they also appeared on history 4: Close to you) It follows their journey as a couple after marriage and their hardship i...
