I'm Married To Pain

Chapter 22

I asked my secretary and even checked the CCTV 'cause I swear if that's her, I don't think I would still want the idea of going home.

"I'm sorry, sir. But the cameras were under maintenance awhile ago. Did you ask the guards?" My secretary asked me.

I closed my eyes in panic. "I need to remind you again, I am your boss. Who entered the office? You have to tell me. Now!" I tried to look at him with authority. He looked very innocent though.

What the fvck, Jared!

Anyways, I just went home but I was very much reluctant. I want to stay outside the door, scared. To be honest, I badly want to spend the night in my car however, I'm dying to know if it's her.

The door opened by itself. If God's playing goody times with me now, I swear this is not a funny one.

"You're here?! I was actually waiting for you. I have to show you something." Ashley grabbed my hand cheerfully and led me to the garage.

Now, I wish she already knew. How I wish it was really her. I just wish. Looking at her right now, I don't think she was the person in my office awhile ago. God. This is called cheating already. And that's scarier than letting her know. But I can't tell her that. Not now. Not ever. I can't.

"What do you think? Jcee gave me this ride. I don't know but he just bought me one."

I bit my lip. Trying not to say anything but my own body's not listening. "It seemed to me that you are not satisfied with what you have with me. Is that right?"

"Err. No. How could you even say that? What is wrong?" Her eyes went all shiny.

I looked away. Not knowing how to lessen the tension. "I'm just tired. I want to sleep."

Then I left. I just did. And what happens if she does that to me? Just leave me. I don't know. I feel numb as hell. This is bullcrap!

That night, she sat silently beside me in bed. She's playing with her fingers, randomly turning each one to the other. I closed my eyes to let her know she's waiting for nothing. I heard her sigh but I didn't dare to open my eyes.

"You have to tell me what's wrong. I'm going crazy trying to figure out what's making you cold this past few days." She said in a soft voice.

What's wrong with me? I wonder. I don't even know the answer. What should I tell her now?

My whole life I've never cheated. Though flirting with many girls is not counted. But now, I'm an asshole already. I feel so numb.  I can't draw in mind how hurt she might be if she learns about Stacy and I.

***Ashley's POV

He's just tired. Maybe busy. I don't know. Maybe he's not the person I saw in the office awhile ago.

Yes. I'm being stupid. I'm sure he was in his office kissing some girl who, I'm sure, is Stacy. I want to just cry it out but not now. I want to know what went wrong. Maybe it's my fault or something.

So the next day, I went to Cley's place.

"Heard bestie gave you a ride." He teased.

I smiled. "Well, yep. But Jared seemed to not like it."

He raised his brow. "That's... weird."

I held myself back but I'm dying to know. "Did he mention anything to you? Like, problems or something?"

He put his cup on the table. "I haven't seen him in a while. Let me ask you, though I already know what is happening, is he cold to you?"

"Yep." I can't lie.

"And his reason is always being tired at work, or things like that?"

I nodded. "Exactly."

He nodded too, slowly. "Okay. And you knew?"

I looked at him in an instant. "Know what?!"

He laughed a little. "The hurt is already in your eyes, dear. Let's not call this 'love is blind' but we can call this 'love is just too shitty making people real stupid morons', right?" He smiled.

I smiled too, looking down. "Well, that's a little too long. Let's just stick to 'love is blind'." We laughed. But of course I'm feeling hurt as fvck.

"Such a strong wife we got here." And he gave me a toast.

As soon as I got home, Jansen greeted me with his sweetest smile.

"Mom! Grandma and I baked you some cake. But I kinda..." I peeked at the cake he baked for me but the design was a mess. Full of hearts, well that's how it slightly looked like, and trashy drawings.

I took a spoon and had some. "I must say, I'm glad it didn't taste as awful as it looked like."

He smirked at me. "Don't judge cake by its icing."

He looked like Jared so much. It hurt me.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

I smiled a little. "I just thought. If dad hurts mom, would you bake me a cake?"

"Nope. I'm going to bake him a cake instead."

I frowned. "Why is that?"

"I'm going to smash the cake in his face. You see mrs. Wills, I'm not afraid of Jared." He said with his brows wiggling. "I am more handsome than he is, that's why."

We both laughed. Guess this is what you become when you have Jared as your father, Jcee, Cley and Tyler as your uncles.

Jared better not let Jansen see her, whoever that girl is, or I'll kill him.

The next day, I received a text message coming from an unknown number. 'Want to know who your husband's mistress is? 11 PM at Parkview Towers.'

I don't want to go. Who knows, someone might kill me there. It's not like our family's not billionaires or something. But my freaking curiousity killed me already. So I went anyway. Though I didn't reply to the text message.

As soon as I pulled my car in the parking lot, facing the building's lobby, I already saw Jared's Bugatti parked nearby.

I don't know what I am still doing here. I'm so nervous, my hands are shaking with no reason. Why am I still here? When I know for a fact that I will never like what I'll see. Tears formed. Heartbeat's still pumping like hell. The hurt's keep growing and digging my insides.

1:27 AM. My tears felt dry on my face. My hands shake no more. The hurt is getting worse, I can barely feel it.

I saw them. Hugging each other. Giggling. Laughing.

Kissing.

She walked Jared to the parking lot and stole another kiss. A sweet goodnight kiss. Jared smiled at her and caressed her cheek then kissed her again before going inside his car.

Stacy.

I wiped my tears and started my car. As soon as Jared's car left, Stacey already went inside the building.

I didn't dare to move. I just stayed there. But I wasn't crying. No, I wasn't. I'm too tired to drive. Too tired to cry. Too tired to even move.

Stacy. I let out a small laugh. That's when I felt the pain again. I even closed my fists because of the hurt. It's too much.

***

"Tell the media I will cut their heads off if they put their cameras on Jared Wills. I hope that will be clear to everyone." I told Jcee's secretary. "Tell them that's a command coming from me."

I used both Jcee and Jared's power without them knowing. I don't want anyone to know what's happening. It will surely fire their curiousity but I'm sure they won't dig in. James did the same when Jared has been dragging his gang to hell with him years ago. And the media didn't, a single word, reported anything about him. Even the president of the country won't say a word when it comes to Wills.

"As you wish, mrs. Wills." He said politely. Mrs. Wills? It hurts hearing it. "This will not reach Mr. Wills and Jacobs' ears."

I nodded. That's what I'll do for now.