Married to Mr. Reid

Chapter 30

Amber

I groaned as the sunlight hit my face, yesterday wasn't good, it was horrible I'd say. Apart from me and Isaac becoming friends, I didn't enjoy anything about yesterday, it was like my uterus was taking some sort of revenge on me.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked at the wall clock hanging beside the door, it's only 10 am.

Oh my God

I sat up abruptly and winced in pain, oh my period isn't done with me yet but I have to get up and login for work or I'll be super late. I got out of bed and sat down infront of the computer when my phone beeped, it was a text from mom reminding me about our sunday plan. I face palmed myself, it's sunday today, means no work, no stress and no proofreading.

I texted her back to confirm that I'll be meeting her for lunch today, I haven't seen her since Isaac dragged me back from her place to meet his horrible aunt and cousin. Although she frequently calls and texts me to make sure I'm fine, I know she is worried about me. Sometimes I really wish I could simply tell her the truth about me and Isaac, it'll save me from the embarrassment she'll feel when she sees me getting divorced after a few months.

Sighing, I stand up and go to my closet. I picked out a pair of jeans, crop top and a simple cardigan in case it gets chilly. After taking a quick shower and changing into the clothes I picked for myself, I remembered that I haven't notified Isaac that I'll be going out for lunch with my mother. I'm sure he won't mind but you can never tell with Isaac.

After getting ready for the day, I head downstairs to find Isaac, he's usually home even on sundays working his ass off in the study, dude's a workaholic. After not finding him in the living room, I asked Christine about Isaac's whereabouts and she told me that he hasn't come down for breakfast yet. Strange... he's not one to sleep in so late. I head upstairs to his room and give a light tap on the door. He doesn't answer, is he still sleeping?

The door wasn't locked so I slowly open it and there he was, sleeping soundly... I contemplated on whether I should wake him up or just let him sleep, he rarely sleeps in so late, I should let him enjoy his sunday morning.

"Good morning" a voice came and I jumped slightly, it was Isaac. I was so lost in my own thoughts that I didn't even notice when he woke up.

"I - I just... I was-" I tried to force words out of my mouth. "Will you relax? I only greeted you good morning, is that so bad?" he asked looking at me, he was sitting upright now, with his head resting against the headboard.

My mind quickly went back to the times when he wasn't good to me, when even seeing my face would make his face twist in anger. He must've sensed my discomfort, because he cleared his throat and said "It's understandable if it's bad for you, I mean, I haven't exactly treated you nicely so far, but now that we've decided to be friends for real, maybe we can put the past behind us?"

I blinked a few times just to make sure I wasn't hallucinating, this can't be the Isaac I got married to, the Isaac I married would never admit his mistakes, never!

"Are you okay?" he asked when he didn't get a response from me and I nodded my head.

"Yes, I just got a little-" he cut me off again "Shocked at my behaviour? Well I'm human too" he confessed. Wow, what has gotten into him? I was the one who even suggested we try and become friends, he's acting like he's the one who did the peace talk.

I crossed the room and was now standing at the edge of his bed "It's not like that" I said looking down at him, trying to sound earnest.

"Then what is it?" he asked, his ocean blue eyes staring right into my soul, I don't think he has looked at me like this before, his eyes almost looked hopeful.

I sighed heavily "Promise me, if I'm honest, you won't flip out?" I asked and he shook his head no.

"Well... I was just taken aback by how polite you were being, given our history, you and I would normally be throwing insults at each other by now" I confessed with a chuckle and sadness enveloped his eyes.

He ran a hand through his hair in frustration and looked down before looking up at me again "I'm not very proud of my past behaviour with you" he admitted and this time I actually pinched myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

I opened my mouth to utter something but he beat me to it "You're all dressed up, are you going somewhere?" he asked changing the topic.

"Yes, lunch with mom, planned it last week and totally forgot about it" I said thankful for the change of conversation. He nodded but didn't say anything.

"What's up with you? Have never seen you sleep in so late?" I asked and he shrugged saying "I'm feeling a little feverish, that's why."

"What?" I asked immediately putting the back of my hand on his forehead, he was hot but it wasn't that bad. "Wait I'll get the thermometer, you should have called someone" I said rushing to the bathroom to get the first aid kit, knowing very well where the thermometer is because I used to live in this room not very long ago.

Flashbacks of the night when I was suffering from migraine and he came to my rescue came into my mind, even yesterday, he went out of his way to help me out. I fished out my phone from my back pocket and called mom to tell her that I won't be able to make it to lunch today, that I need to take care of my husband. She was more than okay with it because according to her, I should spend more time and be more nice to Isaac.

I simply shook my head at her behaviour and cut the line, my mom can be a handful at times.