Chapter 9

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Erielle’s POV

I blow some strands of my hair which are covering my face as I look at the lunch I made for my husband. After an hour, finally, I’m done!

Since tapos na ako sa kontrata ko kay Ms. Cortez bilang modelo, marami na naman akong free time. So, to keep myself busy, lagi kong dinadalhan ng lunch si Crius sa office niya. There was a time kasi na nag-skip siya ng lunch because nakalimutan niya sa sobrang dami ng works na kailangan niyang tapusin within that day. And as a hands on wife, I’m doing this task.

Naligo lang ako saglit at nagbihis bago nagmaneho patungo sa company nila. Pagdating ko ro’n ay maraming bumabati. They probably knew me as the CEO’s wife. I’m not the rude type, so I greet them back with a small smile on my lips.

“Good morning, Ma’am,” bati sa akin ng secretary ni Crius. She look down at the paper bag I am holding then back on my face again. “Nasa conference room pa po si Sir Crius.”

Tumango lang ako at tipid na ngumiti bago siya nilagpasan at diretsong pumasok sa opisina ni Crius. Matapos kong ilapag ang dalang paper bag sa table niya, pabagsak akong naupo sa swivel chair at umikot-ikot dito.

I roamed my eyes around his office. Ilang beses na akong nalalagi rito pero never kong pinagmasdan ang kabuohan ng silid.

Pinaghalong cream, white, at gray ang kulay ng wall, may mga abstract painting din na nakasabit dito. Sa gilid ng table niya ay ang couch at coffee table, sa tabi naman nito ay ang mini refrigerator niya.

I arranged some folders on top of his table before I stood up and walked towards the glass wall.

Nice view.

I can clearly see what’s happening from the outside. Kapag gabi siguro ay kita mo ang kabuohan ng city lights ng lungsod sa sobrang taas ng building nila.

Napalingon ako sa likuran ko nang makarinig ako ng mga tawanan. It’s Crius, with some members of the board, I guess. May ilan pa silang pinag-uusapan na tungkol sa kompanya.

Seriously? Ang tagal nila sa conference room pero ‘di nila naisingit sa usapan ang idini-discuss nila ngayon. Napasimangot ako sa naisip. Turn ko na kaya. It’s already bebe time, bawal extend!

I smile awkwardly when I caught them staring at me. Crius immediately walks onto my direction and wraps his arm around my waist.

“This is my wife,” he proudly announced. Tipid na ngiti ang iginawad ko sa kanila, medyo nahihiya pa.

“It’s nice to finally meet you, Mrs. Trivino,” a man in middle 30’s said.

I bow my head a little to show some respect.

“Yeah, right. Lagi kang laman ng mga kwento niyang si Crius. Nice to finally meet you, hija,” the woman beside the man talked. Muli akong ngumiti bilang tugon. Bahagya niyang siniko ang lalaking katabi niya. “We are going now,” she pointed the door and held the man’s wrist as they headed out.

Nang kaming dalawa na lang ni Crius ang nasa loob ay agad niya akong ginawaran ng halik. It’s just a peck, nothing more than that. Inaya ko na siyang kumain because for sure ay gutom na siya.

“Ang galing mo na magluto, ah,” he said after wiping his lips with a tissue.

“I’m always good at anything,” mayabang na ani ko.

“Woah,” his lips form an ‘o’ shape.

“Yep.” I flipped my hair.

“Kaya ba dumikit ang pini-prito mong chicken wings no’n?” he raised a brow then chuckles.

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