Mine episode 23 &24

💞💞 Mine 💞💞
( You’re mine )
Written by Authoress Yesha 📒📒📒
Episode 23
 
 
Dominic POV✨✨✨
I stood in front of the door and wait for my lovely wife back from work.
Normally at this time she alre-ady arrived home. My mind not really in a good shape today. There is something that I nee-d to ask her and hopefully, her answer will make me at peace.
I turned my head to the parking sp©t when I heard the car nearby. A moment later, I saw her coming out of the car with her handbag and black heel. She turned to look at me and I can see her curious face.
“Why are you standing here?” That is her first question to me. I smile at her.
“Waiting for Mrs. Duncan,” I answered with a smile.
“You don’t have to do that,” she said and entered the house.
“Yeah, I know but I just want to do it. I nee-d to ask you something,” I said, ma-king her turned to me and she raised her eyebrows gesturing for me to continue.
“Where have you been this afternoon?”
“Lunch with a friend,” she said without hesitation.
“Just a friend?”
“Yes, just a friend.”
“A guy?
“Yeah, a guy.”
“Just two of you?”
“Yes, just two of us.”
“What-” I want to continue asking but she raised her hand as a st©p sign.
“Why do you ask so many questions? And why are you so interested in my lunch today? Do I nee-d to report to you every time I went out for lunch?” She wasn’t happy with my questions. Likewise!
“Just want to know,” I said with hurt feeling but it was unnoticeable.
“Anything that you want to tell me?” I gave her a chance to be honest with me.
She sighed, “No, nothing. I will go for a shower first,” she said and left me alone in the living room. I didn’t st©p her or tease her like I normally did. I’m just not in the mood.
Arabella POV✨✨✨
I placed my handbag on the nightstand and took off my dress. After removing my light makeup that I applied to work this morning, I went straight to the bathtub.
As always, aunt Monica, the maid of the house prepared it for me. She knew that I love to spend my time after work in the bathtub.
This is one of the ways for me to wash away all the tiredness and stress from work.
I dialed Jessica’s number and turn the loudspeaker. As promised, she wants some upd@t£s about my lunch d@t£ with Matt earlier. I closed my eyes while waiting for the line to be connected.
“Finally, you called,” she said with her energetic voice.
“And hello to you too, babe,” I said sarcastically. I heard her giggled on the phone.
“Just too excited about your story. So now, spill the bean. What happens? Did he hurt you? What he wants from you?”
“God, Jess. You never st©p with your bullet questions.”
“He apologized,” I started but she screamed.
“Hell, no. You said that bastard apologized to you?!”
“Yes, he did, and plea-se don’t call him a bastard. He has a name, Jess.
He regrets the past. He realized that the drug controlled his life and made his life turned upside down.
Now, he still un-der treatment but currently free from drugs for a few months,” I explained without missing any point.
“That is the last thing that I expect to happen. What happens to him? I mean why he suddenly thought of you and bother to apologize?”
“He has been caught by police last two months and I guess he starts to repent and stay away from the drug since that day.”
“Well, I hope he will really be a better person. What else did he say to you? Anything about feeling or something like he wants you back?” I chuckled at her questions.
“So, this is your main question right?” I said more to a statement.
“Oops, I got caught,” she laughed.
“Not sure this will be good news or bad news to you but nothing like that.
He just said that he felt happy that I found a good husband.”
Of course, that is good news, babe.
You have your charming husband now. Oh ya, did you tell him about your lunch with Matt?” Her question makes me recalled our conversation earlier.
“No, I don’t think that is necessary. I just went for lunch with a friend and why I nee-d to report my activity to him.
Besides, I don’t want him to become paranoid with Matt,” I said without telling her the conversation that we had earlier.
“Ok, if you prefer that way.”
“Babe, I gotta go. Dinner is waiting for me,” I said looking at the time. I don’t want Dominic to wait for a long time.
He and his waiting habit. He won’t eat until I sit beside him. So clingy.
“Ok, see ya. Bye,” she said dropped the line.
I clean myself with the water and change into a black nightdress with a robe.
I wra-pped my we-t hair with the towel and walked down to the dining room.
I thought he is waiting for me with food re-ady to serve on the table but I was wrong. Now I un-derstand what it means don’t take anything for granted. It hurts!
I looked around and walked to the kitchen tried to find him but he was nowhere to be seen. I saw Aunt Monica in the kitchen.
“Hi, aunt,” I greeted her with politeness. She s£nds me a warm smile. She is like a mom figure in this house and we treated her like our own family.
“Hi, pretty. How is your work today?” She asked casually.
“Just like usual, aunt. A little bit of stress but still manageable,” I said with a smile and she patted my shoulder.
“Oh, aunt. Have you seen Dominic? He is not at the dining table.”
“Oh, he asked me to tell you that he will eat out with a friend tonight and he will be late.
But As his command, I nee-d to make sure you finish your dinner,” she said and walk me out from the kitchen.
“Here, take a seat and enjoy your dinner,” she pu-ll-ed the chair for me and served me the food.
“So I will be eating alone tonight,” I mumbled. Suddenly loneliness hit me.
Pretty bad! This will be the first time I eat alone after four months of our marriage and I feel disappointed that he didn’t tell me he will be dining out. Not even a single text.
 
 
💞💞 Mine 💞💞
( You’re mine )
Written by Authoress Yesha 📒📒📒
Episode 24
Dominic POV✨✨✨
It was the first time I left Ara alone at the house. I felt bad for acting like this but my mind was not in the right state today.
I don’t know how to describe my feeling right now. I’m not sure but it is kinda a mixture of all the negative feelings.
I punched the steering to re-lease the frustration that eats me alive while my mind won’t st©p arguing about the reason she hides it from me.
After 30 minutes of speeding on the road, I finally arrived at the bar. I just want to be away from her tonight to clear the mess that keeps haunting me.
I hate this feeling and I nee-d someone to talk to.
“Hey, bro!” William greeted me when he saw me.
“Hey!” I briefly hvgged him and take a seat beside him.
“Where are the others?” I asked when I noticed Andrew and Sebastian weren’t there.
“They are not here tonight. Probably busy d@t!ngsome h0t girls,” he chuckled and I just shook my head thinking about their habit.
“Drinks?” He asked while my eyes scanned the drinks placed on the table.
It has been few years since I distance myself from all those drinks that make me drun!kbut tonight I just feel tem-pted to make myself drun!kso I can forget all the negative feelings that eat me alive.
“Make me drun!ktonight,” I said which make him g@sped.
“Woah, calm down friend. What happens after years of staying sober?” He looked at me surprised by my request.
“My mind is kinda messed right now. I just want to clear everything out,” I poured the beer in the empty glas-s and gulped it in one goal ignoring his gaze.
“Hey, easy there. You will really get drun!kif you drink like this.” He tried to warn me but I ignored which I poured another glas-s of beer.
“That’s the main point for tonight. Just do one thing for me, don’t let me drive.”
I stated while the memory of that night hit me again. The reason why I don’t t©uçh any drinks that will take my soberness away.
“Spill it out.”
I sighed while my mind busy remembering everything that happened today.
“Arabella,” the name just rolled on my ton-gue nicely yet painfully.
“As expected,” he said bluntly.
“So what damage that she has done to our Mr. CEO here?” I took out my phone and find something from my gallery. When I found it, I slammed the phone on the table.
A picture of Ara with someone that I never wish to meet again. Not after what he had done to her.
“This guy is-” I knew what on his mind so I interrupted his words.
“Yes, beloved wife with an ex-b©yfri£ndor maybe still b©yfri£ndI don’t know,” I shrugged my shoulder and spitted out the words painfully.
“Did you clarify with her about this?”
“Well, that’s the most painful p@rt. I did ask her about her lunch d@t£ and she told me she had lunch with a boy’s friend but she didn’t tell me it was that bastard.”
I punched the table thinking about the picture. My eyes hurt when I saw how happy they are talking to each other.
The worst p@rt is when I noticed Ara is holding his hand. She never holds my hand like that, not even for once!
“Maybe she has her reason not to tell you. Like you said earlier she did mention that she went for lunch with a guy and it doesn’t mean that she cheated on you.”
“I know but I just don’t un-derstand why she can’t trust me with all this. I can’t even compare to the guy that abused her? Come on, this is so frustrating.”
“Just make things clear with her. You might have your own judgment but you never know about hers. By the way, how did you get this picture?”
“No idea, some pri-vate number. Maybe some busyb©dy paparazzi or some bastard that wants to ruin my day. Well, whoever that person was, mission accomplished. scre-w them!”
“Ah, whatever, just forget about all this stuff. I just want to get drun!ktonight and don’t you ever st©p me,” I warned him and he raised his hand without any choice.
“It’s all yours.” And with that request, the drinks never st©p coming and I got what I want, drun!kafter years of staying sober.
 
 
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