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   Chapter 11 10 His Reasons

The Billionaire's Wife By XxBlueBlusherxX Characters: 13491

Updated: 2017-12-13 12:04


CHAPTER 10

ELLE

"Elleana"

I looked up and watch him raise from his seat and make his way nearer, he held up his hand and I took it. Interlacing our fingers as I look on his eyes, "Gabe, Why are you doing this?" He gave me one of his crooked smile and I try not to melt under his gaze.

He didn't answer me but instead he offered me a hand and made me sit on the pillows on the floor, a small table was placed on the middle of it. He smiled once again as he settled on his place across me.The candles are flickering as the wind blew from the open patio, casting a shadow on his face making him and the room look like they were from a distant dream, unrealistic and impossible. He offered me my favorite dish, which is lasagna and a slice of chocolate cake.

Oh no, he really exaggerated this time.

"Are you trying to make me fat?" I give him a playful grin before leaning in to kiss him. I was surprised with my actions and so is he. His body have gone stiffed that I am force to straightened my body and look down.

Though he only forced me to look at him before saying, "It is better to see you gain weight. It makes you more beautiful." He smiled at me, making my heart skip a beat. A few moments passed before he called my name. "Elle?"

"Y-yeah?" I turned my gaze at him only to meet his dark orbs. He lean closer and gave me a light kiss, moistening my once dried lips. "Thank you..."

"Hmm?" I frowned at him, confuse with the sudden change of the subject. Why is he thanking me? God, he's really so confusing and WEIRD!

He's my kind of weird though...

My thoughts cut off as he spoke, "Thank you because you already forgive me. I'm so sorry if I just take your request so lightly. I just don't know how to please people but still, thank you for sticking up for me, for reminding me that I'm still a human--That there are people around me that will suffer the consequences of my action even if I do not know them. You -"

"Stop, " I put my finger between his lips and smiled, "I know that, Mr. West. And please, don't flatter me so much, I don't want to look like a cherry tomato." A giggle escaped my lips making me cover my mouth.

"Oh, Mrs. West...I'd love to flatter you and hear that sound, again. It's very cute. Though we need to eat." Before I can even protest, he shove a spoonful in my mouth and another.

"Who prepared this?" I asked in between each shove he gave.

"Me."

"What?! Are you serious? Are you sure that you didn't put any poison in here? Maybe you are planning to kill me that's why it's only me eating that! You should eat, too!" I grabbed his plate and piled spoon after spoon of lasagna and two slices of cake on it.

"Here!" I demanded.

I can't help but smile at his astonished look--the way his eyes turned into big saucers, gleaming with amusement, as the light of the candle flickered in them.

"Elle, " He held my hand and forced me to look at him. "Promise me that you will always be here with me, okay? Don't leave me. I'm sorry if sometimes I just don't realise the importance of you being there--"

"Gabe, I shouldn't be the one who should make the promise of staying here because you are the one who always leave me." I pull my hands from his hold as I let all my frustrations out.

I think I should tell him all about my feelings now.

I lean on the table and stared at him. "I am so furious of myself for being dumb. Did you know that once I am close to winning you over, everything blows up on my face and I have to start all over again?" His voice contorted into something that reflected sadness and pain.

He reach out to hold my hand but I inch away from him, still feeling a little bit of resentment towards him. "I know, El and I am sorry." He held my hands again and gripped it as he said, "You think, you are the only one who is feeling torn about this? You're wrong." The seriousness of his voice made me look at him. His face has become unreadable.

" I'm trying really hard to make us work but it seems that you wanted to play hard

proof is here...

I held my small bump and look at him. "Are you sure? What if I tell you that it's all wrong?"

He gave me a look and stood before showing me a scar on his lower stomach fading down unto his jeans. "Five years ago, me and my cousin, Ema, was caught into an accident. I was driving through the storm, trying to bemring her to the hospital for she was about to give birth when a vehicle crashed against us." He frowned, wringing his fingers together " Unfortunately, Ema died and I was badly injured; a metal pierce through my hips, cutting through my skin and my organ. The doctors told me that I cannot reproduce. It's very degrading on my part, you know."

"But, it's not. Believe me, we can try. They have the methods–In vitro and the treatments–yeah?" I stated, laying my hand lightly on his upper arm.

"None of that will work. I've tried, I swear it, right before I met you with a few of the girlfriends I've had. I've even used some of them without protection because I know that I cannot reproduce".

"WHAT?! Which means you could have STD's and herpes?" I exclaimed, my eyes darting down his lower torso and back to his face.

"No, I've my doctors checking me. And those gals, many of them tried to fool me but I've had their products tested. I mean, nobody from their children match to my DNA. It only proves that I cannot have a child. I cannot have an heir, and I have given up." I pulled him down and wrapped my arms around him, saying"But that's wrong. They could all be wrong..."

He looked at me and frowned, "How can you say that? We have tests...and the in vitro? I've tried that before, too."

"They are really wrong, Gabe. They are...believe me, I--"

'Mr. West, your ten o' clock is now waiting down on the conference room, they await your presence for the meeting to start, sir.'

Well, talk about f*cking coincidences interrupting the perfect moods! This is just freaking hilarious...

I watch him as he made his way on the machine and press a button. "I'll be down there in five, Genevieve." He look at me before entering his closet.

I huffed, trying to control my temper as the machine beeped again. All I want to do now is to rip the machine off the bedside table and beat it senseless so it will just turn into some useless chunk of metal.

Instead of stressing about that beeping machine, I just distract myself by watching my husband enter his fabulous closet. I watch him as he pulled his suit off the rack and wore his shoes then pants before he settled his head on my shoulder, "This discussion is yet to be finished, I'll be back before you know it, love" He vowed, giving me a kiss before he goes out of the door.

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