Fated Love

chapter 8(Job hunting)

(Dean's Pov)

I tried to move but Zhela wouldn't leave me alone. She was so dumb that she couldn't see I didn't want her there. Where did she come from anyway? I wondered who could have invited her there. I mean she came like a guest with a VIP invite to my party. Why would she come there and behave like we were married...

"What was that?" Sharon asked throwing her shoes like she would never wear them ever again, Immediately we arrived at our house.it was almost midnight and We had spent the whole afternoon and the better part of the night partying. Of course her parents had already left as well as mine. "You should have told me prior, what if I made a fool of myself in front of you...Dean, we agreed no parents for now. " She sighed then sat down. She looked agitated. But it wasn't from me telling my parents that we were living together.

The evening had been hectic for the both of us. Dealing with her family and sneaking behind everyone's back was the only thing I enjoyed. I mean someone spilled the beans and there parents were okay. They still loved me the same which was awesome. So I didn't get why she was mad.

"Baby, I know and I tried to be secretive. I have no idea how they found out. But, they were not angry. You saw that, so why are you being like this?"

"Like what? Like I enjoy pda with women with big butt and boobs? Sharon yelled, sarcasm intended in her every word.

Now, I think I got the root of her fury. She was jealous angry. But she had played it so well that I thought we had put the whole incident behind us. "I bet it was your stupid girlfriend who opened her big m"

"She is not my girlfriend."

"Why was she there? I don't understand you with that woman."

"I don't know. She came with Patrick." I didn't quite understand the motive behind Patrick bringing Zhela to our party. They knew full well that we were throwing a joint part. Or maybe he just wanted to rile up my wife. He kind of succeeded. I mean look at us going at each other in the middle of the night. She barely stood near me the whole time.

You should have seen how she got when she saw Zhela hugging me, it was scary adorable...Thanks to god of peace, she did not act impulsively.

I did not know what to say to make it better. So I sat next to her, "Whatever the reason she had for going there, it should not get to us. I love you, Sharon. I will always love you. " I meant every word I said, and I think we connected. Gradually, all her uncertainties and worries faded into the atmosphere, and she relaxed in my arms.I held her tightly in my arms," I love you very much. "I repeated, but in a whisper.

"Well, love you too. Even if you couldn't keep your hands off of her. "She said with a pout. The look was enough to say that she was just kidding and also she wanted me to address the touching episode.

"I am sorry about that too, plus, I did not touch her, she touched me."I defended myself. She tried getting off but I pulled her down. "I am sorry." men really do have problems- why did I have to apologize.  She was there, she saw her throwing herself at me and not the other way around. She clearly heard me telling Zhela to knock it off, why was I getting all the blame?
Feeling confused I sucked it up. I was not about to let her walk away from my life, and neither was I ready to fight with her over someone as vindictive as Zhela.

All it took was me owning up to everything and well it motivated her to apologize for how poorly she had handled the situation. She promised to be mature next time our paths crossed with Zhela's, and I gave my word to always keep atleast five feet, away from Zhela.

The night only got better from then, we made up, like I don't know how many times.
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I woke up and patted the space beside me expecting to find a body. When I didn't feel her beside me, that was enough to trigger me awake. I quickly forced my eyes open. I put on my black Dean brand boxer, grabbed my black rob quickly and exited the bedroom.