I’m Just His Wife

Chapter 5



“Really? You’re not kidding anymore?” I smiled at the question.

He laughed and pinched my nose. He really likes to pinch my nose ever since.

“Of course not. Then, this was your chance. Maybe you’ll be famous. I showed her your sketches when we were still in high school and she was beautiful. So, what? Do you agree? We can meet her tomorrow if you want. ”

To my great joy I hugged Seymour. Finally, my dreams will come true.

“Sure! Can I still deny that, that’s my dream. All right, call her then let’s meet her tomorrow.” I said after I hugged him.

He was smiling and staring at me so I was a bit taken aback and averted my eyes.

“It’s your fault …” I turned to him and he was frowning now.

“Huh? What’s up?” Frowning and I asked worriedly.

“You didn’t take me as your son’s godfather …” he said sullenly so I laughed and pinched his snout which made him say “aray”.

“Hahaha! How can I invite you then eh we don’t have communication with each other? I tried to call your number before but it looks like you changed the number.” I laughed saying.

“Oh, it’s my fault.” He said and shook his neck. “By the way, save your number here so I can text or call you when we meet with someone I know.” he took his phone and pressed it then handed it to me.

I typed in my number and saved it on his phone. I handed the phone to him again and he put his arm around me again. Seymour’s scent. That’s still his scent, he didn’t change it. I like the perfume he used.

“RIGELLA.” A cold voice said so I settled into sitting.

I turned to Ivan and he frowned at Seymour’s arm that was wrapped around me so I immediately removed it and whispered to him.

“My wife was already there. Just text me what time we were tomorrow.”

I got up and approached Ivan. Without a word he pulled my arm away from Seymour and I couldn’t help but wince. The tightness too much of his hold.

“You left Ice alone there just to flirt?” Her voice was cold and terrifying.

I took a deep breath. Shouldn’t I be the one saying that to him? “We didn’t flirt. That’s Seymour, my best friend I haven’t seen in a long time …”

“Best friend? Eh why were you being hugged then?” I could hear the annoyance in his voice so I swallowed.

I took a deep breath. “Seymo was just like that-” I stopped speaking when he brought his face close to mine.

I could smell his fragrant breath mixed with the smell of wine. Our lips were only an inch away.

My cheeks warmed as he stared at my lips. My lips were trembling as I stared at him.

In a flash I felt the touch of his lips on mine …

Rigella’s POV

I woke up because of the sunlight I could see. I opened one eye and glanced at the wall clock here in the room. My eyes immediately widened when I saw it was nine o’clock in the morning. Here we slept in my parents’ mansion in the guest room.

I got up and blushed on both my cheeks when I saw that I was not wearing anything. Sh1t, was it true what happened last night?

I sighed and blinked emphatically. The t@that I really am. Ivan was drunk last night so he did that. Why did I give up right away?

I turned to Ivan and saw that he was still sound asleep. I watched his gentle face. When he was asleep I prefer to watch him. Because his face was so bossy, the opposite was true every time he wakes up. He was always serious and sometimes frowned.

I took another deep breath and tucked the blanket over my body. I walked over to the cabinet and grabbed a towel and clothes. I went into the CR and folded the blanket and hung it on the towel holder as well as the clothes and towel.

I opened the shower and I couldn’t help but blush when I remembered what happened last night, not just once but three times. God! I gave up right away! What makes me really weak when it comes to him.

After I took a bath and got dressed I came out with the towel and I saw Ivan in a T-shirt and pants, he was sitting on the edge of the bed while staring at me seriously so I swallowed and I averted my eyes.

I took the blower out of the drawer then plugged it in and started blowing my hair. I heard Ivan sigh then he got up and went to CR.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

After blowing, I combed my hair in front of the mirror. My eyes widened when I saw something hickey in my neck. I quickly finished combing and took the concealer from the drawer and applied the hickey cream. Gosh! Fortunately, I saw it right away.

I also put creams that I use on the face and I also apply lotions. I’m careful with my skin and body so I’m used to putting on things like this.

When I finished tidying up, Ivan finished taking a bath. I sneezed and faced him who was looking at me now.

“Ah, w-what … I’m going to go out. I’ll look at Ice later … maybe Mom and I have prepared breakfast downstairs. You’re just coming down …” I said and averted my eyes. He was only wearing a shirt and I could see his biceps.

He stared at me for a moment before casting a spell and averted his gaze. “S-All right.” Wait, did he stutter?

I took a deep breath and left the room. When I met a maid, she immediately smiled and greeted me.

“Good morning, Mam Ella …”

I smiled too. “Good morning too. Where’s Ice?” I will ask.

“Ah, it’s in the farthest room. Madame Anette woke up earlier and took a bath.” He replied.

I just smiled and nodded. I went to the farthest room and entered there. I saw Mom dressing Ice so I smiled.

Mom turned to me and just finished dressing Ice. When Ice turned to look at me, she greeted me and then hugged me.

“Mom, good morning!” He said and hugged me on the waist.

“Good morning, son. Have you had breakfast yet?” I will ask.

He didn’t answer me and turned to Mom so I also looked at Mom.

Mom laughed and approached us. “My, that boy hasn’t had breakfast yet, Rigella. He said he wants you and Ivan to have breakfast together so that’s it, even though he’s been awake before, he hasn’t eaten yet.”

I turned to Ice and smiled then pinched my nose. “Hmm, my son’s sweet! But next time ah? Don’t make us wait. You might go hungry.” I remind you.

He nodded. “Yes, Mom.”


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