Dealing With Solevan

CHAPTER TWELVE

DEALING WITH SOLEVAN

COPYRIGHT 2018 © JOESLINE

CHAPTER TWELVE

I stared at the mirror. The steam in the bathroom had blurred it. My hand wiped it off, gazing back at my reflection. Is this the face for the future First Lady? I shifted, looking at the side of my chin as I continued scanning down the shoulder bone. Is this the body of the future First Lady? I smirked. My eyes shut, as I laughed with the heart-wrenching pain tormenting me in every humanly way.

"President Jayden Solevan" I smirked. Flashback of those affectionate confession kept reminding me at how pathetic I was.

Leaning against the wall, I slide down settling myself on the floor. Tears formed. I cried as I laughed. "I believed you Jayden... I really... thought... that this time y-you are in love with me..."

Sobbing sounded in the bathroom as echo. Every second, I could feel my heart tearing. I didn't know what to do. I was afraid to approach Daniel's brother, only to be affirmed that it was true of Jayden running for presidency. It would destroy all my belief for Jayden. That he didn't proposed to me because he love me. It would become a cold hard fact that once again, he just wanted to marry me for his ambition. But this time round, it would be different for me. I can no longer be his roommate. I yearned more than ever to have his love. I want to spend the rest of my life with him.

But what am I going to do if he really wanted to marry me for his ambition?

My throat constricted, I sobbed harder, "What am I going to do?" I can't leave him but I can't live like this.

Just then, a voice called me. "Annie?"

I inhaled deeply, as I struggled to stand up. Looking at the mirror, I hurriedly sprinkled water on my face to cover those tears stain. Jayden continued calling me as his voice could be heard getting clearer. I gulped, taking another deep breath as I gathered myself to walk out of the bathroom.

My hand held open the door, to caught sight of Jayden who had just walked into the bedroom. He looked surprised, "You just came back home?"

I did a slight nod, "Yeah... I... I went to meet Mel..."

Jayden put down his briefcase as he loosens his tie, "Mel again? Why are there so many things to talk to my half-sister?"

"She is... your sister after all. Besides, she is feeling very down after her mother was admitted to the hospital." I walked over, helping him to take out the tie, "Have some sympathy."

He let out a sigh, "Fine. You can visit her as much as you want. Don't say that I am heartless to my own sister"

Are you not?

"I... didn't prepare dinner today"

"We can head out for dinner then." He looked at me without mesmerizing eyes, "You must be tired after these few days of cooking."

I stared at him, observing his face. How much of those were real? Jayden, did you want to marry me because of presidency?

His eyes paused at me as he frowned, "Are you sick? You don't look good"

I shook my head, struggling as I forced a smile on my face. "I am fine. Maybe it's the cooking that had worn me off."

He held me in his arms. My eyes shut tight feeling the warmth. If only all of this were real. Jayden spoke with his husky voice, "You don't need to cook if you don't want to. We can eat out everyday if you want. As long as you are eating with me, I am totally fine in however the arrangement is."

I turned and looked at him, "But I don't want to be always in the spotlight. Every time when we go out, the paparazzi follows. And then comes the criticism. They will say all sort of nasty things. I am a human. I have feelings. I will feel bad about it." If you become the President, I will be facing this day in day out, have you ever considered that for me?

Jayden smiled, caressing my cheek, "Then I will hire a chef from tomorrow onwards to prepare our meals. We can have it at home as long as you want. Okay?"

I leaned on his chest, "If I don't want to go out. Can I forever just stay at home and avoid the spotlight?"

Jayden laughed, "Annie, don't be silly. You are going to be my wife, not my kept woman. How can you treat yourselves so insignificant?"

My eyes wandered in his, "So, you think Anna was insignificant back then?"

He frowned at my question, "Why are you bringing Anna in this topic out of the sudden? I already told you. She is a past that doesn't matter. What is important now to me is you." Am I? If not for your presidency, will I be also be a past that don't matter?

"Tell me..." I laid my hand on his chest. My eyes searched deep in his for comfort that I know I will never get, "What matters to you the most?"

Jayden held me as he watched me closely, frowned and confused, "What happened to you? You seemed odd after you have come back. Did something happen after you met Mel?"

"Maybe after visiting Mel's mother made me realize that life is so short..." My eyes turned sour, "No matter how much money or power you can have, death will still come to you. Isn't it?" You are already the wealthiest man in the town. Do you need to become a president?

"Death is an unavoidable end. But how to live our life is in the grip of our hands" He held his fist, "Money brings power. Power gives absolute control. With power, you are in absolute control to do what you want, to live how you want and to have what you want."

"Even at the cost of hurting the people that loves you?"

His eyes stared back at me in absolute confidence, "It will only matter for the people I love"

But... do you, Jayden, know how to love?