⚜Chapter 3⚜

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Lucy's POV:

It's been two years since I last saw him but he's still as handsome as ever. Memories came rushing to me like an unstoppable wave, I remember the first time I saw him and how he looked like a greek god back then but my memories do no justice compared to the real guy in front of me. I looked at his face, remembering all of his features again, I started at his piercing gray eyes, how it felt like he's capable of reading my mind when he is looking at me, how I can get lost at it and never wanting to be found again. I looked at his pointed nose and how it looks perfect on him, I looked at his lips next, those red soft lips of his like it's inviting me to kiss them and don't forget his jaw, its magnificent shape like it's made just for him that I can kiss it all day long and will never get tired of it.

Our eyes met and time stood still, nothing else matters just him and me. Our silence was shattered when my legs gave in, it looks like I still didn't have the full control on my body. He is by my side in just a second and swiftly carried me back to my bed, when I'm finally settled down he said:

"I repeat, where do you think you're going? Wife." He asked through gritted teeth.

I quickly avoided his penetrating gaze "I'm gonna call my boss, she needs to know what happened to me or else I might get fired."

"Is that much important than your health? Look at you! You're almost similar to a stick. You've been in coma for two weeks and the moment you wake up the first thing you'll do is to contact your boss?! Are you trying to kill yourself woman?" I flinched at his raised voice and at the same time fascinated. This is the first time I saw him full of emotions and not his usual poker face.

Even though his presence is wildly affecting me, I tried my best to not show it. "What are you doing here? How did you find me?"

His face immediately darkened "Do you think I can't find you, wife?"

"Stop calling me your wife!"

He smirked "But that's the truth, you're my wife. As far as I remember we are still legally bonded to each other." 

I gaped at him! How dare him call me his wife? Yes, we are married but we never consummated it and besides that we are still a complete strangers to each other! Hell I don't even know when's his birthday!

I matched his gaze, this is one fight against him that I'll not follow his commands.

"I know that, but you don't have to call me that so sarcastically." I retorted back "It's not like you're entitled to call me your wife when in fact we both know what's the real score between us."

He raised his hand and caress my face, I can feel the warmth coming from it, which makes me yearn for more. His actions are so tender that it's making believe that he cares for me even though I know it will never happen. Our gazes met when he tilted my chin up, and that's when I heard it; the loud thumping of my heart.

"Why would I do what you said? I will call you whatever I want to call you so even if I call you wife you can't do anything about it." His voice huskier than ever, he shifted his gaze at my lips and for a second I thought I saw desire from it but it immediately disappeared like nothing happened.

He let go of my face and stepped back like he touched something forbidden, I don't know why am I hurt by that but I ignored it, this is not the time to look weak especially in front of him, my husband.

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