Chapter 25 I was naive t to think that I was free from talking to Gabriel about Viktor and working at Wales, and wearing my wedding band to work was an easy solution to our problem, because twenty minutes of relief of returning home and silent dancing in my room later, there were knocks on the door that I knew didnât belong to Luna.
I opened the door knowingly, and my grumpy husband stood on the other end. There was no point blocking his way into my room so let him walk in, closing the door behind me.
âWhen were you planning to tell me you were working for my competitor?â
Uh-oh Straight to the point.
I gulped, watching him cross his hands before his chest. âI didnât know you were competitors?â I offered. âI thought your company was far above Wales.
âCaressing my ego might be helpful in bed, but it isnât getting you anywhere in this conversation, Freckles.â
I huffed, trying not to focus on the part where he mentioned us being in bed. âOkay, I had an idea. But I didnât do it on purpose, okay huge. I was pissed at you when I said yes to the interview and when I got the job- which I didnât Wales think I would- | know how to say no.â
âI can teach you how to say no. Itâs two letters. N. O âGabriel.
âFreckles, I wasnât too happy about you getting a job in the first place. I donât like how it would look that my my wife was on somebody elseâs payroll. I talked to you and I understood where you came from, so I agreed. But having you on Viktor Hartâs payroll?â He scoffed, âFâck no. Over my dead body.â
âWhat do you want me to do? Quit?â
âYes. Resign this Monday. End of discussionâ
My mouth hung open. âYou canât tell me what to do!â
âI can, and I am. Youâre quitting.â His voice was firm as if leaving no space for argument. âIf I can make peace with somethin I wasnât comfortable with, youâve ought to meet me half way.â
âI like my job, Gabriel. I like the people there. Iâve made friends. Iâm supposed to be the interim head in my team from day for a week. I canât just quit.â
âYes, v want, start you can. You can join my company if you want, as soon as tomorrow. You can open your own company for all I care about, I will even invest in it if that keeps you happy. But youâre Not, Working, For. Wales.â
âIf you didnât want me working for Wales, why did you just spend hundreds of thousands on buying thirty rings?!â
âBecause I want you to wear them wherever else you decide to work at, even if thatâs my company.
âBut it canât be Wales?â
âI canât be Wales.â He repeated.
I groaned âYouâre insufferable.â
âYouâre going to meet me half way, Freckles. I make peace with you working. You make peace with not being able to work at Walesâ
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He cut me off. âNoâ
âAt least hear me out-â
âNo.â
I clenched my jaw, annoyed. âOkayâ
âOkay? As in youâll quit?â
Yeah His expressions changed quickly, as if there was a sort of relief spreading through them. âOkay. I didnât expect that. I thought youâd fight me on it a little more.â
âYou asked me to meet you midway right? Thatâs what Iâm doing But that doesnât mean Iâm not so extremely pissed at you right now that I can absolutely karate you. So please leave me alone, Iâm sure you have work to do,â
âKarate isnât a verb, Freckles.â He softly chuckled, and I glared at him.
âWork, Gabriel. What you love to do. Go, work âActually, Iâm free for the day.â
âNo youâre not. Iâm sure you have a meeting or two. Or a file or two to glance over. Go. Work.â I continued glaring.
âHas anyone told you youâre a little scary for a girl so small?â
I wasnât small. I was tall for a girl, but still shorter to him. I scrunched my nose at him, not taking his bait to change the conversation. âBye Gabriel.â
He threw his hands up in defence and walked out of my room and even though he gently shut the door on his way out, I opened it again just to shut it loudly behind him, just to make a point.
And then I huffed and pouted for an hour while rewatching Gilmore Girls before I drew myself a bath to calm down befo dinner.
The shower didnât calm me down as I had hoped, so I ate dinner alone in my room in my striped pyjamas. A part of me believed halfway through dinner Gabriel would come to my room himself but when he didnât, disappointment washed over.
Maybe he did go to work.
Or maybe he didnât, but he just didnât care about ine being grumpy as long as he got his way.
He had no reason to bear my tantrums after all.
A little before midnight, there were knocks on my door. There were no words to describe how fast I threw away the file I was trying to focus on and got out of bed, giving a quick glance to my braided hair in the mirror and putting my poker face on while opening the door.
Disappointment was quick to wash over me once again when I saw Luna standing outside, holding a assortment of different colours of roses, with a card stapled to one of them, and a tub office cream in the other end.
Eyeing her suspiciously, I removed the note without taking the flowers from her. It read: âThank you for meeting me 12:31 Tue, Jun 400 Chapter 25 halfway!
The handwriting was a pretty cursive, and the note wasnât signed but it didnât need to be.
I huffed, taking the note inside and scribbling a response under it walking back out and handing it to Luna.
*Keep the flowers outside Gabrielâs door and slip the note underneath,â 1 tell her, âThis... I will take.â Grabbing the chocolate ice cream, I shut the door behind him leaving Luna smilingly taking back the flowers and the note.
1 despised roses. I liked lilies.
He would know that if he spent a little more time with me.
And if he thought I would ever let go of my grumpiness because he gave me ten flowers, he was wrong. It would take a lot more than that.
The ice cream though. correct path.
Binge watching a comfort show while devouring half of the tub and leaving the rest to melt by my nightstand because I got too lazy to go to the freezer, I slept. Sunlight was seeping inside between incompletely shut blinds when I woke up the next morning to a scent I didnât recognise, and groggily opened the door of my room immediately after brushing, just to see the entirety of the hallways covered with lilies with just a small trail left empty for me to walk between them, leading all the way to the stairs and then down till the dining table where the table was laid with breakfast and my husband sitting on the table.