Connected Cords

Chapter Three

Hindi ko mapigilang mapangiti dahil sa nangyari sa bahay hanggang sa paghatid sa akin ni Greg sa harap ng Denier Cri. I loved my husband so much. Kahit pagbali-baliktarin mo man ang mga planeta sa solar system ay hindi ko maikakaila ang labis na pagmamahal ko sa kanya. Yes, our marriage was already complicated but I know, that deep in my heart was my unconditional love for him.

Pero agad namang nabura ang ngiti sa labi ko ng sumakay ako sa elevator. I was alone there, and the fact that my husband was having an affair and the fact that he shoved it on my face caused my ecstatic mood to drift off. I was clenching my jaw as I glared on the line between the elevator doors. Few second later, it finally chimed. I stormed inside my office and I was quickly greeted by my secretary slash gay buddy slash runway director slash model trainor, Kenneth. My office and his office were just one. Dati ay may divider pa itong salamin pero pinatanggal na din namin dahil naging close kami ng sobra.

"Good morning madam! Looks like you woke up on the wrong side of the bed huh?" He mocked before walking towards my desk that was inundated by pile of thick black folders.

Ibinalibag ko ang bag ko sa ilalim ng desk ko at sumalampak sa upuan. "Oh, you bet." I rolled my eyes as I massaged my temple and shut my eyes. Naistress na agad ako dahil sa dami ng mga folders na nakapatong sa desk ko.

"Anyare teh?" Pang-iintriga niya at naupo sa harap ng desk ko at inusog ang ga-pyramid na mga folders sa gilid para makita niya ang mukha ko.

I opened my eyes and found him, arm crossed and raising his perfectly trimmed eyebrows at me. Kenneth is not a cross dresser. In fact, he dresses like a typical guy. A hot guy actually. He stood six flat, barefoot. He has the features of a greek god. He's a model himself. Pero dati 'yun. He's more into directing and mentoring models as time passed. I had a small crush on him before, pero sadyang di talaga kami talo.

I sighed. "Greg just shoved into my throat that he has a woman who's satisfying him more that I do." I looked at him and this time, both of his eyebrows rose in shocked and his tinted lips opened on an exaggerated way.

"Holy shit, madam." He finally spoke.

"May kumabog na sa bedroom powers mo?" Gulat na tanong niya.

"Oh shut up, of course no one could ever beat my bedroom skills. It's just that, he--he said that that girl is giving him what I'm not giving anymore.." My voice was lowering as I finished what I wanted to say.

Napakunot naman ang noo niya. "What do you mean? Not in a sexual way?" He seriously asked this time.

"No. But I don't know what it is Kenneth." I sighed, frustration was lingering on my voice.

He was silent for a moment, like he was on a deep thought.

"Affection," he suddenly blurted out.

"What?" I asked in disbelief.

"Affection, girl. You are probably not an affectionate wife as you are before." He stated confidently. His chest was buffing on his fitted red linen shirt.

I snorted. "Are you freaking serious? I am still affectionate, bitch. Siya naman tong laging nagsisimula ng away, Kenneth. Sa tingin mo, paano ko siya lalambingin kung palaging ganoon nalang? He will stormed inside our room, it's either he will take a shower or start a fucking fight that will only end up into an angry sex!" I can't help my voice to rise an octave because I was defending myself.

"Precisely dear. Fire againts fire will probably lead into explosion. Why don't you just give him a relaxing massage and soothe him with your comforting words para kahit papano naman ay mabawasan ang pagod at stress niya sa trabaho. Biruin mo, hindi pa din napupunta sa kanya ang kompanya ng tatay niya kaya ngayon ang todo effort siya para mapakita sa biyanan mo na karapat-rapat dapat siyang maging susunod ng CEO ng company nila." He stated calmly while looking straight into my eyes.