The Villain's Wife

40

Jennie bit her bottom lip as she mulled over Lisa's words. As her head was resting close to his chest, she could clearly hear his heartbeat, the steady rhythm was calming her down. She was surprised at her outburst just minutes ago. Why was she so emotional?

He was clearly just worried about her. He had been searching for her for years, it was only natural that he feared losing her again. Jennie closed her eyes to calm her nerves. Lashing out on Lisa was wrong - so wrong.

The sound of sniffles could be heard and she didn't know if the man was crying or he had caught a cold. Jennie let out a sigh while shaking her head inwardly. "Let's not fight," she said, the gentleness in her voice immediately surprised her. "I'm sorry."

Lisa just tightened his hug on her. "Hmmm..." Then Jennie felt a kiss on her head.

"Are you... Ehem..." Jennie uttered after a few seconds of silence. "Are you crying?"

"Of course not," he answered, his voice a little hoarse. "Let's sleep. We have an early day tomorrow." Immediately after he said that, he scooped her up, earning a surprised gasp from Jennie. He hugged Jennie close to his body as he strode inside the bedroom. When he reached the king size bed, he put her down gently on her back and turned around quickly. Then he walked away, heading in the direction of the bathroom.

As Jennie watched Lisa's back disappear into the bathroom, there was an unfathomable look on her face. She turned her head to look straight at the ceiling above her and spread out her arms on her sides.

A small smile escaped Jennie's lips as she thought about what happened earlier. Though, she was sincerely apologetic about it, she couldn't help but be amused by Lisa's reaction. Maybe she was becoming a little sadistic, she thought, before she giggled.

Then her expression turned serious. Her eyes, never leaving the white ceiling. To be honest, it had been a long time since she felt so many emotions and all in a day.

After what happened to Jennie years ago, she decided that the best way to protect herself was to build a thick wall around her heart, and close its doors and not to let anyone in so easily.

So she conditioned herself to be detached from everything and not to get emotional about anything. She was almost never got angry and she always had a little smile plastered on her face. She became cold and indifferent.

The myriad of feelings that she felt earlier was such an alien experience for the current Jennie. She was not used to feeling a surge of emotions. But she was not confused about how or why this was happening. Her EQ wasn't low. She knew her this was all because of her husband.

Before meeting Lisa, Jennie was not even aware that she could feel irritation and then guilt all within a span of five minutes. Then Jennie turned to lie on her side, with her back facing the bathroom, smiling about these realizations.

Everything was really simple. Why was she trying to make things complicated and cause misunderstanding in the process?

Wednesday.

Jennie woke up with a smile. She felt light, as if a heavy burden was lifted from her heart overnight. She then turned her head towards Lisa who was still sleeping. Surprisingly, the man did not initiate intimacy last night. It must be because he was exhausted from the flight, Jennie concluded as she stared at Lisa's sleeping profile.

Lisa was gifted with a perfectly sculpted face that would stop anyone in their tracks. As Jennie had the privilege to look at Lisa's face up close, she thought that his most attractive feature was his eyes. Lisa's eyes were a little darker than brown, that it looked almost black. However, the brown specks in his irises made it look alluring and enchanting. This, coupled with his perfectly curled eyelashes that framed his eyes, was the first thing that Jennie noticed about him.