Shades Of Mr.billionaire - Chapter 287

“Isn’t it funny how we’re so in touch with each other, yet you sit here now and don’t know what to say to me?” I see him shift next to me, and then his hand drifts across space between us and rests on my thigh, his heated touch doing things that I really don’t want it to do.

I look down at his spread fingers, his wearing our wedding ring that matches with me, sparkling as he flexes his hand and squeezes my thigh.

“So he touches me,” I say quietly.

“Yes, he loves you so much,” he whispers.

“He wishes he could eliminate the past that’s hurting you.” He says.

I turn my face to his and see his eyes puddle with regret.

“Then why did you see another woman? And on our wedding day too, after you’ve vowed to have me by your side all day, why did you desert me just to see another woman?” I ask softly.

“Sorry babe, she’s my ex-girlfriend.” He states guiltily.

“So she’s your ex?” I laugh at his statement.

He nods.

“So you invited her to our wedding day?” I ask.

“No. I don’t. She came with my important guest, I couldn’t leave her at the gates and my guests as they’re arriving,” he explained.

“And cause a scene?” He said.

“What did she want?” I ask.

So his ex-girlfriend was here for a reason.

“Did she know we were getting married today?” I ask.

His frown line crawls across his brow and sets firmly in place, his lip disappearing between his teeth.

“Yes, she knew,” He answered.

So he’s already told her?

“And she still came? Is she trying to stop US? Is that what you meant?” This is laughable.

“Babe, I don’t know and I don’t care,” He looks away.

“When did you told her?” He sighs.

“She’s been calling and turning up at my office. So I’ve told her repeatedly that I’ve already had you. And I’ve told her there no more past feelings. This is why I’m not sure what else I can tell you,” He said.

“So what’s your definition of her wanting you back?” I ask.

His eyes swiftly return to mine, all confused by my question.

“What do you mean?” He asks.

“No, I mean, she’s want to get back, and you’ve said there’s nothing left. But as you abandoned me and talk on our wedding was obvious that there’s still a chance to her,” I assess him, trying to gauge his reaction.

“Baby, I’ve told you, she was just my past. And you are my present!” He claims.

I wince at his explanation.

“Hm. I don’t want you to see her ever again,” I insist.

He returns his eyes to mine.

“Yes. I’ve no need to. Just now was the last time,” I said.

I take a deep breath and return to scanning the ground.

“Right now, I’ve had enough of our wedding and I’d like to leave immediately,” I command.

“Babe, look at me. Please,��� he orders gently.

“Listen, don’t start making demands when my stated and feeling already breakdown like this,” I say.

“Perhaps you didn’t hear me just now. As I said, look at me?” He’s not asking gently now, but my despondency prevents me from defying him.

“What?” I ask, following through on his unreasonable order.

He falls to his knees in front of me and takes my hands.

“I’m so sorry. Please, I’m sorry. I was just trying to keep her away from you. So I ‘ve got panicked and thought I could make her understand. And today was our special day, so I don’t want her to ruin it,” He said.

“But you should’ve just told me honestly when I was stopped you. But you didn’t,” I said.

“I was wronged, I’m sorry. Please,” He leans up and wraps me in his arms.

“Let me make it up to you. What do you want me to do, babe?” He pleads.

I stay calm into him.

“Just take me home,” I demand quietly.

“Sure. Let go,” He stands me up and reinforces his apology with a deep, meaningful kiss.

He scoops me up and starts back towards our married suite.

When we enter the hallway to the ballroom via the stair, we immediately clash up by my mother who waiting for us with an infuriated stare.

“There you both!” She scuttles towards us, with obviously annoyed.

“You’ve not cut the cake and you need to have your first dance. Tell me, who are having a wedding here?” She yells.

For this moment, after the thing has f.u.c.k.i.e.d up, all these things I really don’t want to do it anymore. Even the guests are here, and we should socialise, but I just can’t be okay anymore.

“I’m sorry mother. My wife isn’t well, so I have to take her upstairs. She’s tired,” He doesn’t stop for my mom, and he doesn’t want to put me down.

After that, I’m being carried through to the stairs. He has neglected all our guest.

“Wait! Now it’s only ten o’clock!” She’s horrified, as I expected.

“What about the guests?” She asks.

“There’s my grandfather and uncle, aunty there and even you. I’m sure all of you can handle them,” His tolerance with my mom getting loose patience.

“My Xiao Wei, please. Talk something into him.” She’s pleading now, and I suddenly feel bad for my mom.

As this is a special day for my mom too as her only one daughter wedding, and my husband has trampled all over it. Then I clamp my palms around his cheeks as he continues with his long step, and my mom continues to flank us.

So I pull his face to mine.

“Let’s be there a little longer,” I say quietly, and he halts in his tracks.

“We still have a lot of things to make, as cutting the cake. That’s was the climax of our wedding right?” I try to reason with him.

“But you’re tired.” He’s frowning a little.

Yes, I am but not physically, on mentally exhausted.

“Let me take you rest, wifey,” He said.

“Hm. Dance with me first then,” I run my nose up his cheek and take a full-on hit of fresh water loveliness.

“Please. Let’s dance,” I feel him turning, while pushing his cheek into my nuzzle. I knew that would get him.

“Good my girl,” My mom cries, following thank me keenly behind.

So I’m placed on my feet in the middle of the dance floor before he makes his way over to the band and speaks with our invited singer, Wang Lee Hom.

He nods and smiles, then everyone clears the floor and it’s just me, feeling conspicuous and exposed. And then the singer removes himself from the stage, along with all of the other band members breaks the silence with Beautiful In White come to play.

Then Feng Teng turns to face me and just stands there, watching me as if only us presented here. I’m start tearing up, and I know that if I look at my mother she’ll be blubbering, so I don’t look at her. So I maintaining my eyes to my husband only and watch as he slowly walks towards me and takes me in his hold, pulling me close to his chest.

My cheek rests on his shoulder, and he starts swaying us, holding me firmly in his big, strong arms. My hands slide around his back and my eyes close, my body naturally following his slow, soft movements.

“Wifey, I’m sorry. I’m crazily sorry. Please, I’m sorry for I abandoned you earlier just now,” he says quietly into my hair.

I sigh.

Yes, I know he’s sorry, but I just wish he would think before he does these things.

So I squeeze him a little, a silent indication of my forgiveness.

“Just end that only there. I don’t want to heard it anymore.” I said.

He exhales and pushes his lips to the back of my head.

“I know the harder I try not to hurt you, the more I do. Sorry, for being so hopeless husband,” He apologised.

“Be quiet,” I warns.

“Okay, but I’m still sorry,” He holds me firmer still.

“I can’t wait to have you alone with me,” He claims.

“Me either,” I agree.

Once again, everyone is in our way.

“Tomorrow, we stay in bed all day,” I affirm.

“But we need to go home first,” He suggested.

I sag a little in disappointment at his reminder that ‘We’re staying here tonight’.

All of the hotel rooms have been prepared for guests, mainly for my family.

“We should go home for first thing in the morning,” I demand quietly.

Even I know it’s rude for leaving our guests, but I don’t want to face anyone especially SiSi, and definitely my brother.

“Yes, we will,” he agrees.

“But after we’ve had breakfast with my grandfather and your parents,” He add.

I nods and let him gently swaying me. Gradually, my eyes closing again and my mind relaxing a little as I letting Feng Teng draw all of my stress away.

“I wish you’d have taken me away. Somewhere quiet, just us.” I said honestly.

“Yes. I wish I had, too. But I bet your mother would’ve had something to say about us,” He claims.

I smile to myself.

Yes, she would have had a lot to say about it.

When I opening my eyes, I see my mom her pulling my reluctant dad to the dance floor, and then SiSi and Kevin follow, even with Xu Feng Brother and his wife.

After that, I let my eyes close again and melt into my husband groove of his movements.

“Madam Feng, have you fallen asleep on your husband?” he asks quietly.

“Mhhmmm,” I’m far too content, held tight in his arms, all of the other couples around us invisible as I remain in the dark, just feeling my husband and smelling him with all of my content.

“My Madam Feng Dear. I love you. I love to so much,” He pushes his nose into my hair and inhales deeply.

“Swear to God. I love you so f**king much,” He swore.

“Yes, I know husband,” I whisper, turning my head into him and capturing his lips.

He hums happily, pulling me up from the floor so I’m locked tightly against his chest, our tongues gliding softly between our mouths.

“My romantic husband, we are going to drawing attention.” I teased.

“Does I care? You are always mine alone and wherever, whenever, my wifey. You know that too,” He pulls away.

“So let me see your beautiful eyes, Madam,” He command.

I show him what he wants to see.

“Why do you always wanted to see my eyes?” I ask.

He only smiles mildly, but his greens still twinkle madly.

“Because whenever I look into them, I know for sure that you’re real you,” He claims.

I match his faint smile.

Of course! I’m real,” I exclaim.

“Babe. I’m so glad. I didn’t tell you how beautiful you look,” He pecks my lips and keeps swaying us gently.

“As I thought it, but my beautiful wife has renders me stupid every time whenever I lay my eyes on her. It’s like I’m looking at her for the first time all over again,” He searches my eyes and sighs.