"Where are you?" Freya's text read

"Almost there" I typed back.

The car halt in front of shopping mall.

"You can leave. Freya will drop me at penthouse"

"But Sir strictly mentioned not to leave your side"

"Kevin it's alright. I'm not alone. Freya will be there" I looked at him.

"But-"

"Please"

"Fine. But call me if you need anything" Kevin said defeated

"Okay. Now bye" I jumped out of the car and welcome the fresh evening air.

It's been so long since I came here. All I could go is office and back to penthouse.

Freya had a day off so we decided to meet at the shopping mall. With a but of shopping we could catch up with things that's been happening.

"You know I have been standing here for 5 min" Freya complained as soon as I reached

"Sorry drama queen" I laughed

We started walking towards shops looking at dresses while chit chatting.

"Btw Charles's dad came to my office this afternoon" I told her as she walked out if trial room

"What? Why?"

"He is sorry for what he has done" the conversation started playing inside my head

"He should be" she took another dress and went back to try it

"I said the same. But he really seemed sorry" I said softly

"Um do you think I should tell Charles about it?" I asked uncertainly

"I really don't know. I just know they don't get along but still he is Charles's father, so...." She trails off

"I was thinking the same. I mean I know what he did was not right. Forcing his son to marry someone who he has no feelings for. But he didn't know Mariah" I stopped talking,

"He didn't know she would be a psychopath" Freya completed the sentence as she looked at me with concern

"Yeah" my voice barely a whisper

"I think you should talk to Charles. He will listen to you"

I reached the penthouse half and hour ago. I texted Kevin that I reached safely.

It's almost 9. Charles must be on his way.

"I think you should talk to Charles"

Freya voice ringed inside my head.

I should cook his favorite it would brighten up his mood.

"Ma'am I was about to make dinner. Do you need something?" Greta asked as in entered the kitchen

"No. But I will cook the dinner, if that's okay with you?" I asked her nervously

"You don't need to ask me" she smiled, "but let me help you with it"

"Okay"

"What are cooking then?"

"Lemon Chicken Piccata" I smiled

"Ah, Sir's favourite"

"Yes"

We started preparing everything. I decided to make veg noodles for me.

The door bell rang exactly as I finished garnishing the dish with lemon wedges.

Wiping my hands with towel I ran towards the hall. "

Hmmm, something smells good. What did you make?" Charles said as soon as he saw me

"Guess?"

"Lemon Chicken Piccata" he said confidently

"Right" I grinned at him, "hungry?"

"Famished" he placed a kiss on my cheek, "I will freshen up"

"Okay"

I watched him go upstairs to his room as I walked back towards the kitchen.

"It's okay Greta. I will serve it. You can leave now" I smiled at her

"Are you sure ma'am, I could-"

"Yes. I'm sure"

I placed the plates and filled a glass of white wine for Charles.

"I can't control" Charles hurriedly came and sat down. Removing the cover he almost burn himself.

"Wait, let me" I served the food on his plate and noodles on mine.

"How come you don't eat chicken but so good at cooking them?" He asked slowly sipping his wine.

"I have never tried it before it was the first"

"Really? It tastes so much better than the restaurants"

I smiled at his compliment. He grabbed my other hand squeezing it softly.

"How was your day at work?" He asked now leaning back on the chair looking at me

"It was as usual. Met Freya tho" I told him

"Oh she came here?" He asked raising his eyebrows

"Um no. We met at shopping mall" I said softly.

He nods, "was Kevin with you?"

"He was- he dropped me off but then I as-asked him to leave as Freya would have drive me back here"

"I am sorry I know you strictly mentioned-"

"It's okay" he pulled me closer caressing my cheek, "Just don't do that again. I trust Freya but it gives me relief that Kevin is with you every time you go out"

"It won't happen again" I closed my eyes leaning on his palm.

I was reading a book while Charles was working on laptop.

Actually was just pretending to read as I was peeking at him every minute.

How do I start the topic? I asked myself.

He looks in a good mood. Shall I wait till morning? Yes-

"Okay say it" Charles said suddenly

What?

"Say what?" I try to look innocent

"You know what. From past 30 mins you been peeking at me wanting to say something. Say it, babe" he now turned to look at me

"Umm, actually i-its about you-your dad" I stuttered but my eyes trained on him to see his reaction.

He closed the laptop and placed it aside.

"What about him?" His voice was strangely cold

"He came to my office today and he-"

"He did what?" He asked loudly

"Just listen to me" I told him, "he came because he is sorry for what he did. He regrets it. He-"

"Sorry? Regrets it?" He was so loud that made me jump in fright

"What he is sorry for? For not being there for his family or for being the worst dad and husband ever or for telling me to marry that psychopath who almost KILLED YOU" he yelled

"Will you listen to me? Every time I start your dad's topic you go irascible" I raised my voice

He looked at me with angry eyes, then nodded.

"I know he was not an idle father but I saw it. I know he is sorry. He was unaware about the level Mariah could go just like us. I'm not telling you to forgive him right away but at least give him a chance to explain himself"

"Explain himself?" He started laughing

"At least you have a father who is sorry and wanted to try to mend the relationship with his son" my voice was barely audible but Charles heard it

He stood there looking at me with an unknown expression.

"It's time for your medicine" he spoke after a long pause

I didn't reply.

I took the pills from his hand and swallowed it.

Putting the book away I rested my head on the pillow ready to sleep.

The lamp went out as I heard the door closed in the darkness.

We have fought before but it was never this heated.

I slept with tears in my eyes missing the warmth of the person who was not sleeping next to me right now

"No"

"Please, i-i won't do it again"

"Pleaseeeeee, noooooooooo" i cried loudly

"Stop it, stop it. Nooooooooooo!!!!!"

"Hey, hey, shhh shhh" I felt a hard shake on my shoulder and a warm hand cupping my sweat and tears streaming face.

"I'm right here. Shhhh no one is hurting you" Charles pulled me to him hugging me tightly

I cried in his chest. My mind can't stop playing those painful memories.

"I'm so sorry Liv. I shouldn't have left" Charles voice cracking

I shake my head not being able to speak.

He removed the hair from my face, wiping the tears away.

"I'm right here. Come" he laid next to me as I rested my head on his chest clutching him closer.

My hammering heart started to beat normally as I drifted back to sleep.

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