Sydelle's POV
Months had already passed and my relationship with Marco had been the same but minus the cold treatment and he doesn’t ignore me anymore.
He began treating me as his friend when we came back from our honeymoon.
I don’t know… but I’m sad about the fact that he only wants me as a friend but it’s better than to be treated as nothing.
When we arrived home from our honeymoon he quickly left the house after unloading all our things from his car.
I don’t have to ask where he is going because obviously…
But still I’m hoping that he would love me. Day by day I always do my best to do my part as a wife but he never took notice of my efforts.
It’s already December and we are starting to put up the decorations in our house. I’m feeling giddy about the thought of spending Christmas with Marco.
I sighed dreamily…
For the record, this would be our first Christmas together and just by thinking of it makes me feel the butterflies in my stomach.
“Could you please hand me the star Elle?” Marco was motioning his hands towards the star while balancing himself on the ladder.
We are currently working on the Christmas tree and we are almost finished.
I handed him the star and he placed it at the topmost part of the Christmas tree. I looked at the whole place and scanned the other decorations that we had put up the past 2 days and indeed we did a great job.
“Well, what do you think?” I asked him, wanting to know his opinion about the whole place.
He walked towards me and wrapped his right arm all over my shoulder and said…
“For a first timer like us, I think we did pretty well here.”
I wanted to laugh on how he said those words because he placed his left hand under his chin and assessed the whole place while giving his opinion.
“pffftt-“ I couldn’t contain my laughter.
His brows knitted when he noticed I was laughing.
“what’s so funny now eh?”
“you… haha!”
He looked at me as if I was really crazy. But who cares! I’m happy and he’s funny so I’m gonna laugh!
“You have no rights to laugh at me lady!” he said and looked at me accusingly. I was already holding on to my stomach while laughing.
I couldn’t stop myself because his face was red all over and it made me laugh even more.
I don’t even understand why it’s funny for me but just excuse me Readers haha!
“ppfffftt—haha-ouch!”
My laughter died down when he suddenly hit my face with a throw pillow.
“W-what? Where did you get that?!” I scowled at him and now it’s his turn to laugh his ass out.
“T-that was priceless! Hahaha!” I rolled my eyes at him. This guy is unbelievable!
“Stupid! You’re not supposed to hit a woman!” I shouted at his face. I feel so free right now. I never wanted such moment to end.
“I just did and… Oh wait! Are you even a woman? Hahaha” I felt my blood boiled and smoke is starting to come out from both of my ears.
How dare he questioned my femininity!
“Arrgghh!” I hit him back with a throw pillow that I picked in the couch and that made him stopped from laughing.
“I am a woman so stop laughing!” I could still here some soft chuckles from him and it annoyed me so much. So once again people I hit him hard straight on the face!
I saw him grinned at me and had an evil smirk on his face. I think this guy is up to something!
From the past few months I learned that Marco wasn’t always so serious! He could be somehow playful at some time.
And when I mean by playful, he acts like a kid!
I saw him reaching for the hotdog like pillow here in the living room.
My eyes grew big and I don’t want to get hit by that thing! Shocks!
“Oh no you don’t!” I said while preparing myself to run for escape.
“Yes I will!” and that was my cue.
I ran towards the second floor and he was already chasing me.
“Stop Marco! You shouldn’t hit a woman!” I said while I’m still running to save myself.
“Well news flash honey, we have this thing called equality. No gender basis duh!” he said without even giving up on the chase.
The house was filled with laughter while we continued to chase each other. I ended up on a dead end at the part of our house. I’ve got no more way to run.
Marco’s already running towards me with the hotdog pillow in his grasp.
“Gotcha!” He screamed… I closed my eyes waiting for the pillow to hit my face but I didn’t feel anything.
But instead I found myself stumbling towards the ground when a heavy force pulled me down. And that heavy force was Marco’s body.
He may have stumbled across something on the floor while running.
I opened my eyes when I felt the solid ground touched my back and I came across the deep dark orbs of my husband.
He was on top of me!
He is breathing heavily and sweats started to drip from his forehead.
I couldn’t helped it so my hands reached towards his forehead wiping off the sweats from his face.
He stared at me intently...
I could see passion and need? in his eyes...
we stared each other for a while and with one swift move he already started kissing me…
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