The Infamous Billionaire

Chapter 24: A look into the future

(Max's POV)

I run my hands through my hair as I sat down and tried to think how to rationalize and explain my side to Andrea. It's been a week since my proposal in Times Square and two days ago that we keep on hurling moot arguments to each other.

It's just the fact that I'm only trying to protect her reputation since I know that people from the office will start spreading rumors about our relationship and I'm all in for not minding those but it's Andrea that we're talking about so I'm not risking anything with her. She is a very versatile person and that's what I admire about her but of course, we all have our moments of lows and highs and I know that she thinks she's a strong-willed woman surrounded by such an aura of self-worth and I'm not saying that I disagree because I actually agree whole-heartedly but we all have that breaking point and I'm afraid that hers is near because of all the pressure of her being my wife and I don't like her to give in to that and for her to run to the hills.

I was the first to go out of the room since we both locked ourselves into our respective rooms and prepared sweet tea to calm my shot nerves. I inwardly chuckled at the thought. Andrea helped me lessen my caffeine intake through coffee and now I'm into sweet tea that she introduced to me when I was sick when we got back from New York. I also made one cup for her and grabbed some biscuits for her and knocked in her door.

"Max, please." Andrea sighed heavily but I stood there unwilling to move like a puppy stubbornly waiting for its master to come home.

"Sweet tea and biscuits?" I offered and when she opened the door, I gave her a half smile which obviously ignored.

"We really have to talk, baby. Please." I said but she walked passed by me and went directly to the kitchen and living room area. I tried to tell myself that she needs some space to cool off but I don't think the space does anything better for us.

When I cautiously walked down to the living room area, I saw her putting things to its proper place that I forgot to put back. I was very jumpy during the first night of our fight that I had to mess up some things in the living room to somehow help me calm down but it obviously failed.

"It's okay baby, I'll put those back into its former places." I laughed nervously but she just shrugged. I was only rooted to my place for a few, awkward minutes until I finally had the balls to break the silence between us.

"Andrea, what are you doing?" I asked her and she looked at me passively.

"Practicing what you possibly want from me, becoming a responsible, submissive wife to you. Putting things back to place just like how I should be with myself, right?" She bluntly pointed out and I gulped.

She is mad beyond words and capability.

"Andrea, please hear me out. I told you, you can still use your degree somewhere else, not just in my, soon, our company. It's unprofessional to have my wife as my secretary." I explicated again, simpler this time for her.

"I am also trying to weigh in my choices, Max! I know it's not that ideal but I also want to look for a good company to go to. I don't want to leave this company without securing another job. I don't get how you don't get that, seriously." Andrea snapped.