MARRIED ACCIDENTALLY

CHAPTER 50

Vince’s POV

I sit in the conference room with restlessness, my eyes fixated upon the screen but my mind everywhere but on that.

I have no idea why I made such an impulsive decision to leave her all alone there when I should have just stayed, and waited for her to calm down so we could talk again.

But then I guess I didn't see that happening.

Annette was enraged by my confession and no amount of convincing could let her give me the reply I wanted.

Desperately, I want one. At this point, I don't even care if it was a YES or a NO.

Not giving a reply is more upsetting than a straightforward rejection.

I spin around and eventually slam my fist on the conference table, all eyes on me now.

I told myself I needed to come here for this meeting but I knew I didn't need to.

If I wanted to be with Ann, I didn't need to be here but because we quarrelled, I decided to come.

Still, it is no use because I haven't been able to assimilate anything anyone has been going on about.

Without a word, I stand up and stroll out of the conference room.
My jaws clench and my hands itch to call Luca and tell him to go stay there to watch over her.

Apparently, Ann doesn't need me. She acts like she doesn't. And it irks the hell out of me.

When I get to my office, I kick the door open, my anger still poignant but before I can shut it behind me, someone enters.

Fernando.

We stare at each other for a moment before I let go of the door and move to my chair.

Fernando takes a seat opposite me quickly. “Is everything okay, Vicente?”

I don't reply.

How do I tell him I am upset because I told Ann I liked her and she told me she liked me too in the most ridiculous way?

How do I tell him I wasn't rejected but placed on a high-end scale hanging?

“Vicente?” Fernando calls again, leaning over the mahogany table, his brows furrowed in worry. “Is this about Ann?”

I am surprised he figured out this involves her. Well, everything about me and everything around me now involves her.

“I was surprised to see you back and I was going to ask what happened after the meeting.”

“You should be there if I am not, Fernando. Just go. We will talk later.” I wave him away dismissively.

“No,” he stands his ground, his eyes boring into mine. “This is about Ann. Did something happen? Should I call Tessa?”

“No!” I exclaim sharply. The less people involved, the better. Tessa shouldn't know.

I would be so embarrassed to even look her straight in the eyes when next we meet if she knows about this.

It's humiliating.

“Then tell me. What happened?”
I grit my teeth as I stare at him, deciding within me if telling him was the best decision.

“Well, we had a fight,” I start indifferently, leaning backwards in my chair.

He continues to watch me, urging me to go ahead. I shut my eyes, feeling silly as I mutter. “I told her I liked her.”

Fernando stares at me with an expressionless face at first. Then his jaws dropped and he burst into laughter.

My fist clenches in anger.