Broken Devil

Chapter 47 (Unedited)

Lia.

Did he forget about our date? I haven't got a phone call or any message from him. He still hasn't returned back from whatever work he had last night. What if it is cancelled or maybe he must be  too busy. I shouldn't get upset over a small thing. He is giving this a try is more than enough, I shouldn't get my hopes high on a simple date. I go back to watering the plants. I already had my lunch, I hope Ezron also had one. Although I asked Stacy to deliver him the lunch, it was weird when she stuttered a sure. I shrugged off and try to keep my mind off jumping to conclusions. Even if the date gets cancelled,  I'll be a little sad but not angry on Ezron. There must be a reason if he does that. 

I am just really thankful of how things have changed now for good. He takes care of me so much. It is surreal. I need to remind myself that this is all real. He really is affectionate towards me and no more cold. I thought that I was helping him but unknowingly he too did help me. Okay brain now stop thinking about the not so happening date and focus back on the task in hand.

"Ma'am" My attention snap back to the guard holding bouquet of red roses for for me. My eyes widened at the size of it. Along with it there was a small bag too. 

"Who is it for?"

"You" I gazed at him confusedly.

Putting down the bucket I wipe my hands on the jeans before taking the boquet and bags from him. Who sent this?

I nod at the guard and walk back into the mansion. I sit down on the sofa and ask the maid to settle the flowers. Opening the bag, a tub of my favourite ice cream greeted me with a small blue note stick on it.

'My beautiful wife,

  You didn't forget our date, did you? But no fucking problem because I've sent your favourite ice cream so you can prepare yourself for the surprises coming your way. Can't fucking wait to see you baby.

Your Ezron."

M-my? Yes yes. My Ezron.My husband.

He is so sweet. He didn't forget about the date and my dumb mind here concluded stupid things. What surprises is he planning? I pick up the ice cream and start eating  leisurely before reading the note again and again. His handwriting messy but so beautiful. What surprises is he actually talking about? Where is the date? Will he come to pick up. Ofcourse he will. My stomach flutter at the thought of him. What will he be wearing? I am sure whatever it is wouldn't falter his handsomeness.

Oh shit! My spoon stop midway as a question pop my mind. But what should I wear? I don't even have an elegant dress, all I have are flowery or printed dresses and nothing date like. Amanda was right when she said there is no harm in buying a fancy dress or two. Now all I-

"Ma'am this parcel is delivered for you." I look at the maid with a big brown bag in hand. Is it from Ezron again? 

"Thankyou." I quickly take the bag from her and put down the ice-cream.

Pulling out what looks like a dress covered with a black dress cover. Did he send a dress? Why does he always have to do this? 

My eyes fall on the little note on the side.

'This color symnolises warmth The kind of warmth that I never encountered in my life before. And I knew no one would do more justice to this color more than you. I hope you like it. Also don't wear heels, they hurt your feet.'

I chuckle and open the zip of the cover. A gasp leaves my mouth as the soft silky red material fall in my hands. I stand fully pulling out the dress. Wow!! Who said Ezron does not have a good fashion bone in him, the dress proves me wrong. It is amazing with straight neckline and spagetti straps. I turn back the dress, oh it has a center back slit. It is is ankle length.