Her Assistant

[29] A Shadow of Philly

UNEDITED.
Sorry for the extreme delay. I have summer classes.

Enjoy.

Chloe took Phil's hand and gazed into his blue eyes that are as beautiful as the sky above. "Oh my dear, Phil. I won't." She smiled at him then pecked his lips. "I will spend an eternity with you."

Phil finally gleamed, and he felt secured when those words escaped her lips. It didn't matter to him where they will live -- in New York or in Philly -- he did not care at all. All that mattered was to have the woman he loves in good and bad. She can choose the name of their children, any name is fine with him as long as it's not the names of their exes. He's willing to stay at home and be the mom, and raise their children if Chloe is truly persistent to run Pike Industries. The things he'd sacrifice for the one he desired were surprising. In his former relationship, it was Steph who's willing to sacrifice. She quit her job to become a housewife once they're married. She stayed for weeks with her mother to know what she should do as a wife. And she's actually the perfect wife in the future.

Chloe couldn't cook or sew. She hated all of those things. She's not fond of children but she can tolerate those who are related to her. She did not dream of becoming a housewife who would do the same thing over and over again, well, that's how she perceived it.

He just simply didn't care. After all the pain he caused, it was time to give her what she wants. And he wondered again, what are you doing to me Chloe? Such effects were unexplainable, illogical even. It wasn't something he had in mind when he was young. He dreamed of creating his own business empire. Everything will be run by him, and his supportive wife will raise their children with him. His father would no longer be dubbed as a thief. The Connors would have the best reputation, they will be known internationally.

But the woman in front of him is his source of life and happiness. If she's happy, then he should be too. Seeing her smile is one of the greatest gifts he has in life.

"I'm really sorry," he apologized again.

"It's okay. You worry way too much. I'll forget about it and let's proceed with our agendas for today, shall we?" He responded with a nod.

Back in their hotel room, Chloe checked her phone and immediately answered to some of their clients while Phil took a shower. Some were complaining that they need her right away, some were inviting her to their wine tasting parties, and some were asking her out on a date.

"Aren't you going to join me here, Chloe?" Phil said loudly as the water running from the shower echoed.

"No, I have to answer to these first," she responded. "Thirty-four messages in an hour from different people. Sick."

She only gave a sensible response to one third of those.

"I totally need a break," she sighed, running her hand through her long raven black hair. She looked around to see that their room is a mess so she decided to clean up and organize their stuff since they're going to reside there for another four days.

She opened the shopping bag that was untidily resting on the floor and saw the globe with water broken. She removed the items that aren't broken and disposed the stray glass. After that, she began arranging the clothes they bought yesterday.

"You should've let me do that, sweet pea," Phil said when he stepped out of the bathroom. A towel draped around his lean waist was the only thing that kept him covered.

Chloe turned her head to see Phil. Water was dripping from his brown hair, and down to his toned torso. She couldn't do anything to prevent herself from blushing at the sight of Phil's body. She looked away from him and focused on the folded clothes on her hand and suddenly forgot where to place them. "It's okay," she quietly said.