《Loved》Chapter 10
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Emerson was up at 4 am in the morning. She didn't even get a good 2 hour sleep because of of last night's event.
She was definitely startled when she saw him sleeping on his bed. But him watching her and she pointing it was a new to Em herself. She just wanted to catch him off gaurd and she did. His sudden heavy breathing in the silent room was proof enough.
She got up, did her morning routine and decided to work for an hour. At 5:30 , she decided it was time to go. She had Henry's adress which was a 15 min walk. She took her backpack with books, laptop and other necessary things in it. Dressed in jeans and hoodie, her hairs braided, glasses and earplugs on, her bag in one hand and shoes in other, she left the house not before leaving a stick note saying ' Good Morning Mr Stone' on his digi clock nightstand. She was definitely going to be civil with him. He definitely looked peaceful. Not wanting to be some creep watching him she shook her thoughts away.
She followed the GPS to Henry's house walking since cab at before 6 am was not possible in that area.
At his place she was easily accessed inside. The butler told her Henry was asleep.
"It's ok sir. Please show me kitchen and when he wakes up just heat serve him as it is . It would be healthy for him. "
The butler was reluctant but agreed. After all she was Mrs. Stone now.
In the kitchen she roasted some dry fruits in butter and ground them in rough texture and binded them in balls. She mashed some banana adding a pinch of salt, black pepper and sugar to it and filled a glass of milk sticking a note writing the breakfast is good for bones and digestion along with good morning to it.
She asked the butler to give Henry an envelope. It was same she got from Liam.She kept the letter and gave back the card.
It took her only 15 minutes and she went to nearest bus station to catch a bus sharp at 6:30 to grandma Rose's locality. Surprisingly grandma was up so they had there breakfast together.
Then she took a bus to her university.
Adrien's alarm buzzed at 6:30 am waking him. He turned it off with his eyes still closed and sat for a second to suddenly Em coming to his mind.
I'll quietly get ready and get out before facing her when she woke up.
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He quietly got up but then saw a sticky note on his clock.
'Good Morning Mr Stone.' He turned to see the window pane was arranged. He went to bathroom to see that the water on the shower floor was about to dry completely which meant she left early.
How could she sleep so less.
After doing his morning business he was ready and eating breakfast when his phone rang .
Why is old man calling me at 7:30 in the morning?
"What happened to old man? "
"Oh, only this was left now. My own grandson doesn't even greet me let alone ask about my health. At least my dearest sweets is sweet enough to make a healthy breakfast for me at 6 in the morning." Henry exclaimed dramatically.
Do people tend to be dramatic at old age. And what the hell is about healthy breakfast and his dear sweets? He never cared about fussing on health.
"Good morning Grandpa. How are you. I am fine. If this is not enough should I come and make lunch for you at 1 pm? " Adrien exclaimed sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
"Oh yeah. Now sarcasm is your way to show care! "
"Come on ! What is it? And who is sweets? New granny for me? "
"You idiot! It's your lovely wife and my caring grand daughter in law who cares enough for me to fulfill every other person's need" Henry huffed.
"Why was she there? At 6?" Adrien asked annoyed.
"He is also getting deaf even when I told him the reason. " Henry muttered but Adrien heard him.
She is definitely buttering him for money and fame.
Adrien was annoyed now.
He just bid his goodbye to Henry and waited for him to hang up.
I know better than to hang up on Grandad.
Emerson was done with her classes and working on the reports only to get a text from Mrs Jones to meet her at lunch at a restaurant.
She knew it was a too fancy restaurant but Mrs Jones was a lady with high standards.
She was one of her professors. They both knew it was wrong but Mrs. Jones highly favoured Em. After all, she was the best student any teacher could ask for.
At the lunch time, she gathered her things and went to the restaurant. She was definitely underdressed, but no choice was left. She had removed her hoody to now have her baby blue blouse on display. It was out of the place to have sport shoes, navy blue jeans and baby blue blouse as an outfit .
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But she went inside nonetheless. There was no one at the glass door to receive guests which was unusual so she looked around to find Mrs. Jones but found someone she least expected but still not much surprised.
After all he told her their marriage ment nothing to him.
But at least he could wait for the first day of their marriage to go on a date with some gorgeous looking blond. He definitely regrets marrying me.
She was about to look away when their gazes locked. His eyes went from normal to ice cold and he clenched his jaw and fisted his palm. At next second he looked away. Em masked the hurt and rejection and swallowed the lump in her throught.
An annoyed high pitched voice broke her from her reverie.
"What do you want" The hostess asked looking at her in disgust.
But Em kept calm with a polite smile on her face. "Reservation under Jones."
"Are you sure -" The hostess was cut when Mrs Jones herself went to get her.
"Come dear Em. And please Miss learn to behave with your guests before you get fired. " She snapped at the now pale hostess and walked away dragging a blushing Emerson without waiting for an answer.
Much to Emerson's luck they were diagonal to Adrien's table and they were directly facing each other. But she kept her gaze steady and posture straight.
"Good Afternoon Mrs. Jones."
"Hello dear. "
Mrs. Jones suddenly narrowed her eyes and leaned towards Emerson.
"Is that a wedding band I see? "
Emerson turned in a blushing mess in a second.
Mrs. Jones had a teasing glint in her eyes.
Oh no
Em tried to spit an answer out but sighed dejectedly.
"It's complicated" She muttered instead. Her sadness visible to the eyes of her professor. She was a sharp lady.
But she knew when to poke and when to not.
" I ordered your favorite, and yes it's veg." Mrs Jones rested her elbows on the table leaning. "So I heard some newbie created problems and now you clearing his mess? " Mrs Jones asked.
Em sighed and leaned back. "Yeah.But it's ok. Keeps me occupied."
"Yeah. But care for yourself too. Your too young to drown studying for 4 different types of field and working too. Don't loose yourself. "
Emerson's heart ached by the care shown to her.
"I won't. So how is your grandson? "
"Oh. Naughty as always but now teething. Poor child is in pain."
Their order was placed , she said the grace in her mind and they ate with occasional chatting lighter topics and laughing.
Occasional glances were stolen from both of them. But Adrien more or less glared at her.
Adrien had a lunch meeting with a heiress of a raw material company he had contracted . She was new and so wanted to start working more. Waht he didn't knew was that he would be stuck alone with her , while she flirted with him, saying she wanted some 'tips' to do good business. He could be anywhere but there.
What he next saw was his surprised looking wife, in a simple outfit, too simple for the place . Some strands which escaped her braid made her look more beautiful . Her sports shoes made her look more outcast.
His mind had to comprehend the situation wrongly thinking she was stalking him. He was furious and didn't attempt to hide his anger.
When he expected her to come to him crying or shouting or doing anything embarrassing, he saw her sit with a lady, and have what seemed like teasing from her red cheeks and then a serious chat before their food came and after that laughing and eating.
He couldn't hear her but he could see she looked good laughing.
But he didn't show his true thoughts and glared at her.
He wondered who her companion was.
Before he and his company could even finish their food, Em and the lady were done, walking out of the restaurant without giving him a single glance.
Emerson carried her day as usual , went to grandma rose, but remembered to hide her ring for that time, prepared and ate dinner with her, went to Henry's to prepare dinner for him ecen though the maids protested, but she was pretty stubborn. When leaving Henry asked to join her, but she declined telling him she already ate. Which was true. Henry didn't push.
She was at the mansion before 8 . She freshened up, changed in leggings and sweater and started her work which was due the day after tomorrow.
Adrien being called again from his grandad to praise Emerson made his mood grumpier than the one at the restaurant. He came home at 9 , had his dinner alone and worked in his office till midnight, then sleeping. And Em quietly working till 2 am.
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