You're Mine, Forever

You're Mine, Forever ~ Chapter 36

I stood up slowly, it was like I was in a slow motion episode in one of your favorite drama flicks where the wife red-handed caught her husband with another woman.

I clutched my bag tightly against my thighs, consciously aware that my wrinkled labcoat was a mess.

I'm a complete mess.
I could feel my heart bleeding.
God! This is too much!

I couldn't stop staring at this gorgeous lady with him. They both look beautiful together and that hurts me the most.

"Hi babe", he walked towards me, slightly smiling but frowning. He must be wondering why I was here and that I must look pale to him because I felt so cold all over my body and numb inside my heart.

He leaned closer and kissed me chastely on my mouth.

The woman was right behind him. Her eyes were twinkling with amusement.

The witch is laughing at my expense!
Did I look like a clown to her?!
The bitch!

"Portia, I want you to meet my wife, Nicolaa", he said and hugged me to his side.

"Nic, this is Portia Arradi, she just came back from London."

"Nice to meet you, Nicolaa", she extended her hand. I stared at her nail-lacquered fingernails. My name rolling in her tongue with a slight ring to it. She too must have felt my hand was cold as we shook hands but she didn't comment on it. Her eyes slowly assessed me.

I just nodded my head at her. I became very self-conscious. These were his kind of woman. The kind of ladies he used to date before forcibly marrying a plain pauper.

I couldn't seem to find my tongue.

Oh, this is bad!

"So I guess I'll run along now, seeing that you have a visitor", emphasizing the word visitor.

Her heavy accent was almost sexy even to my ears and I loathed it to death.

"Domdom, we'll talk 'business' again next time. Will tomorrow night be great with you?", she inquired.

Visitor?!
And what's with the nickname Domdom?!

"Yes, I'll see you at 8. We'll have dinner together with—"

"Babe, you promised me we'll visit mom tomorrow", I clutched his arm. I sounded almost angry, spiteful in fact. I didn't know where the fuck that came from. It just bombed out of my mouth.

Eric looked incredulously at me. He didn't expect I would say that. He knew perfectly well that was never a plan.

Portia pursed her lips and her carefully waxed brows raised.

"I see your wife is cute", then she laughed heartily.

"Ah... Yeah, I forgot I promised to take her out on a date. With... Mom", Eric grinned now.

I didn't know what it was that they both found amusing but hell I could just picture them both in my mind right now staring lovingly and lustfully at each other, holding hands flirtatiously and kissing over dinner and I definitely couldn't accept that.

Delete!

Although I was glad he didn't reveal I lied.

"I got to go. See you around, Nicolaa. It's a pleasure meeting you", she gave me a saucy look, kissed my cheek and left strutting that high jackie o' pumps shoes of hers.

I wanted to wipe my cheek off but that would be too childish of me.

God, she smelled so good while I smelled tacky. No wonder Eric was all over her.