I receive another flower from this so called secret admirer. This is the fourth in this week that I received from him. For the first time, I realized that receiving flowers can be creepy too. I sigh. But his note tells me weâve met before and again weâll be meeting soon, at tonightâs party. Just who the hell is this? I kick the flower bouquet, âSorry dear flowersâ I mutter and lie on the bed. I turn my head to the side and see the flowers sent by my ex-husband, I roll to the side and caress them smiling. As promised, he didnât send anything for a whole day but as soon as the sun rose the next day, my room turned into a flower garden again. I stop by each bouquet and read his lovely notes again.
âI am not good with words but still Iâll try.â
âYou have no idea how fast my heart beats when I see you.â
âWhen I first met you, I had no idea you would be so important to meâ
âI love you, you annoy me more than I ever thought possible but I want to spend every minute with you irritating me. This is not so romantic but still ;)â
â² When you smile, my whole world lights up.â²
âI can be annoying, arrogant, weird, and sometimes overly emotional but Iâll always love you like thereâs no tomorrow.â
What has gotten into him? Was he always like this? I remember my birthday week and smile; He was but always hid behind his cold and arrogant self. I pout. "Wait! You're being soft again!" I scolded my self. "remember Teresa! You hate him! Just stick to that!"
My ringtone brings me back from my thoughts; I look at the screen and can't help but smile. âYes?â
âThinking about me?â I sense him grin. What the? How does he know? I look at my window but the curtains are closed. I sigh with relief. âStop giving yourself this much importance, I have many things to do than think about you.â I reply quickly.
âBut I am thinking about you always.â
âThatâs your problem then, Mr. ex-husband. Nothing I can help with.â
âWhatâs with this Mr. ex-husband?â
âBut thatâs what you are, Mr. ex-husband.â
âThen I got to do something about this quickly.â He sighs. âAnd my lady only you have the solution to my problem. I want to see you. Meet me?â I sense him grin again.
âCanât.â
âWhy? Teresa, itâs already 10 days and Iâve got only 2 weeks and 5 days.â He yells anxiously.
âDadâs home and I donât want to give him a shock by meeting you. And Iâve got a party to attend.â I reply.
âWhat party?â
âSome business party, I have no idea about.â I reply a little embarrassed.
I wasnât ever interested in business party but since I married this perfect businessman and he made me join his office I sort of remembered every businessmanâs name but now Iâm blank again. My brainâs like that, it easily deletes the info on the not so important things, but now Iâm back into this business world, god save me from getting embarrassed tonight. I pray silently.
I hear him sigh. âI didnât want to attend this party but I guess, see you at the party then.â
âYouâre coming too?â I ask him surprised.
âYou thought I wasnât invited?â
Oops, totally slipped out of my mind. How can HE not be invited?
âSo, Miss Teresa Scarlet, see you tonight. Bye.â
âHmm.â I nod. âNo, wait, wait...â Too late, He hung up already. Oh damn, what do I do? Party means unveiling the secret admirer.... Secret admirer and Mr. ex-husband... I havenât told him about this secret admirer yet! Wait, why am I worried about that? Heâs not my husband anymore. He is ex-husband and whom I meet and whom I donât is none of his business and itâs not like Iâm cheating on him, heâs not even my boyfriend! Relax Teresa! I take a deep breath. But wait! Oh no! Mr. ex-husband and dad... How am I going to handle this? My dad will explode if he sees him. You gave him a chance, whispered my subconscious. If dad gets to know about this, Iâm so dead!! Dad wonât say anything because he himself told me I can do whatever I want, itâs my life and like before he wonât interfere in my decision on marriage or my life. But he wonât be happy to see Ryouma at all, at least not after the stunts he pulled to meet me. I can clearly imagine the look on his face. How will I face him? I donât want to step out of my house anymore. I hide under my blanket.
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I anxiously tap my feet and look around.
âWhatâs wrong?â Dad asks finding me nervous.
âNothing at all.â I lie and smile at him. I look at every guy at the party but I have no idea about my secret admirer, maybe he isnât here yet? I sigh. I just want to hurry up and sort this out before Mr. ex-husband shows up. Thank god he isnât here yet at least one thing to be glad about. I glue my eye at the door and pray that Mr. ex-husband doesnât show up at all. I look around again and see my dad coming towards me with someone. Wait, Iâve seen that guy somewhere? I give a small smile as they stop in front of me.
âTeresa, Iâd like you to meet someone.â He smiles at me and turns his attention back to the guy. âMarcus Drew, Marcus, Teresa my daughter. Marcus is investing on our company.â He introduces us. I blink at my dad with surprise and smile. âThatâs great!â I grin. âNice to meet you, Mr. drew. And thank you so much.â I shake his hands giving a big smile. Finally dad can start his business. âPleasure is all mine, Miss Scarlet.â He smiles back. âI hope you loved the flowers.â He adds. I gape at his words. The infamous secret admirer is the Marcus Drew?! He laughs at my reaction. âOh so youâre the flower guy.â My dad smiles at him. He likes this Mr. Drew, because he didnât punch this man who dared to send his daughter the amount of flowers turning my room into flower garden, instead heâs smiling at him. Well only few of the flower garden was from Mr. drew but my dad doesnât need to know that. Marcus Drew, of course I remember now, heâs one of the top 10 businessmen of the world. And Iâm actually relieved that my secret admirer is quite handsome. *wink* *wink* But I donât remember meeting him before. Ah! wait! It's coming to me now, heâs also a young businessman, raising an empire at the age of 25, just like my ex-husband. Oh wait, shit! Shit! Shit! âMr. Rival!â I shout widening my eyes. I immediately shut my mouth and smile nervously at the crowd eyeing me with weird look. My dad gives me whatâs-wrong-look, but Mr. Rival smiles at me knowing exactly whatâs wrong with me. Damn! Heâs the very business rival because of whom Ryouma got mad at me and the indirect reason of my divorce. The very person I hate from the core of my heart. I mean he did play a part on that! Damn it!
When Iâm out of my thought-processing, I find myself standing alone with Mr. Drew. What the hell? Whereâs dad? I look around in panic. I donât want to be alone with him, not when my ex-husband can appear any moment. Unable to find my dad, I finally look at Mr. Rival who gives a brilliant smile, any girl would fall for, but sorry bro not me. I give a small smile in return. I need to get away from him before Ryouma sees me with him. I hope he isnât here yet.
âI was pretty impressed by you, Miss Scarlet. Finally we get to meet face-to-face.â He smiles.
âImpressed by me?â I blink. Well of course there must be a reason heâs my secret admirer, isnât it?
âOf course you brilliantly snatched the contract from me.â
Oh yeah, finally bulb glows in my head. He was there, when I won the contract in my husband... ex-husbandâs stead. Wait, he knows Iâm related to Ryouma. I narrow my eyes at him. Is he doing this on purpose? The secret admirer thing? Because he knows Iâm his rivalâs ex-wife. But then again I am his ex-wife, what use an ex-wife be against his rival? Am I thinking too much? May be I am. Canât help it, I donât trust businessmen; can do anything for their own benefit, after all Ryouma married me for his business. I sigh.
âAm I that boring?â
âOh no, of course not. Iâm just shocked to know that youâre âthe secret admirerâ cause Iâve done nothing to be admired for.â Itâs true what is there to admire?
âOh you are. But I guess diamond doesnât really realize itâs a diamond, but jewelerâs eyes can easily differentiate the diamond from the coal.â He winks and I blush.
âOther than business, I must say youâre quite good at flirting too.â
âThat was kind a cheesy, wasnât it?â He scratches his head in embarrassment.
âumm... yeah.â I nod and we both burst into laughter. Heâs not that bad as I thought. My eyes suddenly stops behind him and I freeze on the spot. My ex-husband is burning with fury, his eyes blazing, tightened jaw, clenching his palm into a fist, radiating a super deadly aura from him freezing me on the spot with a murderous glare. âSecond timeâ, I mutter. What a timing he has! I cursed. He turns around his heel and leaves. Shit!
âExcuse me.â I mutter and run after him.
âRyouma, stop. Listen to me.â I manage to catch his arm, totally out of breath. Oh! He walks so fast and heâs angry, super angry. He jerks his arm off but doesnât move. Thank god! I thought I would have to run a marathon again.
âGet away from me Teresa, I donât want my anger to vent on you.â He grits his teeth.
âItâs okay. Look at me. You think Iâm scared of you? Iâve faced this last time too. And Iâm way scary than you.â I cup his face and make him look at me. Shit! âOn the second thought, I take that back, Sorry.â I turn away feeling guilty. Iâm not used to his anger; heâs scary, super scary! He starts to leave but I hold his hand, âWho said you could leave?â He stops. Phew! âHeâs just investing on dadâs new company and I was being polite thatâs all.â I sigh.
âYou know who the hell is he?â He hisses.
âI know but what can I do in this? I just got to know a few minutes ago that heâs my dadâs investor.â
âIâll invest in your dadâs business. I donât want him near you.â
âYou think dad will even see your face after you threatened him to lock behind the bars. And canât you keep it professional? What are you getting personal for?â I snap at him.
âIt is personal. You donât know him. He knows what you mean to me, youâre my biggest strength and losing you is my weakness, heâs finally got a hold on my weakness, Iâll kill him before he even thinks to use you to get me. Please I beg you stay away from him.â
âIf he even has a small tiny hope that he can use me, Iâll kill him myself. What do you take me for? You really think just anyone can use me? Iâll kill you first for thinking that. Iâm very hard to handle let alone use. You should know better than anyone. You disappointed me.â I click my tongue and shake my head. âOf course, youâre one hell of a woman.â He finally smiles. âBut please, stay. away. from. him.â
Why should I agree with him? Heâs not my husband, his ex-husband and Iâm not his possession. I want to say this but my anxiety already took lots of my energy and right now I donât have any spare energy to fight with him. âFine.â I nod. But then if this Mr. Rival really has his heads filled with the thought that he can use me, I need to show him his proper place. No one messes with me, especially not when Iâve already got my hands full with one arrogant jealous over-possessive businessman.
The next day, Mr. Rival is at my house having dinner, chitchatting with my father. I am confused, is he as bad as Ryouma says he is? But he doesnât seem that bad, I mean he hasnât made a pass at me yet and he seems to be totally interested in nothing other than business. And whom am I taking seriously? The one who gets jealous of my own best friend, in fact he gets jealous of every single guy around me. Heâs a total jealous freak!! He even gets jealous of my dad. I think Iâm just thinking too much. Well thatâs good then. I sigh with relief.
When Marcus leaves after the dinner, me and my dad are doing the dishes, dad suddenly pulls the ground off my feet by his words.
âWhat?â I blink at my dadâs words. He wants me to go on a date with Mr. Rival?
âDad!â I glare at him.
âWhy are you looking at me like that?â He frowns. âHe seems to like you and Iâm not telling you to date him or get married to him. Itâs just a dinner.â
âSure.â I nod. I do need to get things clear with that dude, seriously!