Shades Of Mr.billionaire - Chapter 313

A long one, one of those kisses that bashes all of the obstinacy right out of me.

“Hmmm, you taste delicious, wifey. What time are you finishing work?” He ask.

I’m released and, as ever, breathless.

“Five,” I says.

“Come straight to The Mansion after and bring your files so we can finalise the orders for the new rooms.” He pushes another button, lowering the driver’s window, before shutting the door and leaning in.

He looks so smug.

“I love you so much,” He says.

“Noted,” I mutter, turning the key in the ignition.

“Wait! Have you spoken to your boss yet?” he asks, halting my strop and reminding me that I have yet to fulfil my obligation.

“Get out from my car!” I snap, not knowing what else to say.

“So I’ll take that as a not yet. You’ll speak to him today.” This not a question but a command.

“Get your arse out from my car, and you already late,” I repeat touchily.

“Anything you want, my dearly wife,” His eyes are giving me a thorough warning, but I ignore it.

“Now where the hell am I going to park this thing?” I mumbled to myself.

He starts laughing and strolls off from my car before jumping in his Black Veyron and screeching out of the car park.

After driving around the nearest car park for an age, I finally find two spaces to straddle. Bursting through the door, the first thing I see is a banquet lay on my desk and as I get nearer, there a small box beside.

“Wei Lin!” Yi Lan call as she stride into my office and that doesn’t distract me from the small box.

“Morning,” I greet, taking a seat and picking up the box.

“How are you?” I asked.

“So well good. You?” She sounds curious now and that does have my eyes dragging away from the box as I remember the last time I saw her.

“Very. good,” I brush it off and watch as her face spreads into a cheeky grin.

“Wei Lin. Can I say something…I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. God, your man is really a perfect male that has been send down to you,” She starts fanning her face with a coffee coaster.

“F**K! Hot!” She screeches.

I scoff and turn my attention back to the small box.

What’s he give me this time now?

“Yi Lan. Who delivered this?” I ask, holding the box up.

“That’s Flower girl.” She shrugs and stride to returns to her desk.

She leaving me to unwrap the neatly covered gift box.

I sigh when I open it up and come face to face with a graphite and gold watch.

It’s the women’s equivalent same to his and it’s stunning, but more responsibility.

“Wow!” Er Xi gushes in as she catches sight of the contents from her passerby.

“That’s beautiful, Wei Lin Jie,” She sings.

I smile at her enthusiasm and take it from the box, slipping it over my wrist.

Yes it’s really is.

“I know.” I say quietly.

“Thanks, Er Xi,” I move the flowers from my desk and slip the box into my bag.

“Would you like a coffee, Jie?” Er Xi ask as she going walks off towards the kitchen.

“Yes. Please. Where are Xu Feng Brother and Fu Heng?” I ask.

“Xu Feng Brother has a personal meeting and Fu Heng is on a site visit.” She inform.

“Oh, okay.” I nods.

After putting my flowers in water, I get stuck into my work, preparing my file for Miss Yi meeting, and then printing off all of the details for the obscenely expensive beds that my husband wants made for Feng Mansion new room.

At ten o’clock, I abruptly come over all queasy and disappear into the toilet to try and throw up, but it’s just not happening.

I slump on the toilet, feeling hot, bothered and tearful. I think I need to chase up my hospital appointment.

Suddenly a little determined, probably because of how crap I feel, I exit the toilets to do exactly that, but I’m soon halted mid-resolute march when the main office comes into view, and I clock someone sat in one of the tub chairs opposite my desk.

It’s Muxin.

Then I don’t feel ill anymore instead I feel angry.

What the f**king hell is she doing here?

As much as I’d love to rip her to shreds, I don’t want to in my office, so I turn to escape and hide in the toilets.

“Wei Lin,” She call out softly.

I snap out of my shocked, fleeing state and turn towards the soft voice and the voice that I’ve not heard for before. As I’m a little surprised this voice has found me, especially after everything that’s happened. I think I’ve got her sacked.

“Muxin,” I say flatly and I’m reeling.

Is she going to add to my grievances? She’s looking rather understated, her hair softer than usual and her b.o.o.b.s tucked neatly behind a substantial cropped jacket, the short dresses side-lined for a respectful, knee length matching skirt.

“Why are you here?” I ask.

“I was hoping we could talk.” She shifts in the chair uncomfortably, her usual c.o.c.ky demeanour nowhere in sight.

I’ve been caught completely off guard.

Is she playing games again?

“Talk what?” I ask cautiously.

“About?” I’ve got nothing to say to her actually.

She glances around the office, as do I.

Yi Lan is my ever nosey, friend and looking curiously across at the strange woman who’s sitting at my desk.

“Perhaps I could buy you a coffee?” she asks, returning her eyes to mine.

Whilst I should be telling her where to go, curiosity is getting the better of me. I walk over to my desk and grab my bag.

“I have half an hour.” I say curtly, leaving her behind and walking out of my office.

My heart is pumping too fast for my liking. I would never see her again. And now I’ve seen eyes on her again, all of the bad things and drama she’s caused is fresh and clear in my mind.

All I can see are her traces on my husband body, her flirtous face and my husband body with her, She has a nerve actually.

So I walk into the nearby café and settle in a chair. And I’m not buying her a coffee though I know my face is plastered in a look of contempt as she approaches the table, but I can’t help it.

I don’t want to help her. I want her to know how much I hate her.

“Would you like a drink?” she asks politely.

This is not the Muxin that I know and despise from the past.

“No,” I says.

She smiles a little.

“Well, I think I’ll get one. I don’t think the management would be very happy about us taking a table up. Are you sure?” She ask again.

“Yes,” I shake my head and watch her go quietly to the counter, ensuring she’s busy ordering before I pull my phone from my bag to text SiSi.

I need her advises.

‘SiSi. That painful bitch has turned up in my office” I sent text to SiSi.

She replies immediately.

Granted, it wasn’t the sort of text that you could cast aside with the intention to reply soon.

‘No!!!!! Really? Darling, stop talking in f**king code! Who’s that cheeky bitch?’ She replies.

I almost let an exasperated curse fall from my lips.

‘Muxin!” I sent.

Her reply is instant again.

“Noooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Way!!!!’ She replies.

My fingers work fast across the pad as I look up to check that Muxin still being served.

‘F.u.c.k.i.n.g yes!!!!! Will call you.” I sent.

I go to slip my phone in my bag, but it chimes instantly again.

Gosh! I can imagine her gasping, her pale fingers flying across the buttons of her phone.

She’s probably driving, too.

‘Call me now, put it on the table. I want to hear what she’s got to say!’ SiSi reply.

I do scoff out loud this time, shaking my head. She would never keep her gob shut if she heard something that she didn’t like, and then I would be explaining the distant sounds of my screeching best friend.

‘No’

I press send and smile when she immediately texts back;

‘Real Bitch!’

I shove my phone back in my bag when Muxin approaches with a coffee, crossing my legs and maintaining a look of complete hatred.

God, I do really I hate her. And I hate everything she represents, but most of all, I hate her for touching my husband body.

I should stop thinking. I’m getting angrier. My moods are quite extreme these days.

She lowers herself and stirs her coffee gingerly, looking down at her cup.

“I wanted to apologise for everything that’s happened.” She says

“You do?” I laugh.

“Are you winding me up?” I ask.

She pauses and looks up at me, smiling nervously.

“Wei Lin. I’m so sorry. I guess I was a little shocked at your arrival.” She said.

“Oh?” I say on a frown.

“If you told me where to go, then I wouldn’t blame you. I’ve behaved dreadfully. I have no excuse.” She saus.

‘”Except that you’re in love with him.” I say frankly, and her eyes widen in surprise.

“Why the else would you behave like that, Muxin?” I ask.

She looks away, and I think I detect tears in her eyes.

Oh, she’s really in love with him.

Have I underestimated this issue?

“I’m not going to lying you to you. Yes. I’ve been in love with him for as long as I can remember.” She returns her eyes to mine.

“But you tried to taken him though you know he already mine,” I don’t get it.

“Why would you do that to someone you love who already taken?” I ask.

She laughs mildly.

“That’s because I love him,” She said.

I wince.

“Okay.” I answer flatly.

“But he was never interested in me,” She says sadly.

“But you’ve still taking advantage on him during his mind absent,” I say candidly.

Feng Teng has admitted that to me, and I know that he only think her ask a friend before and never touch her before only when I found them in his office.

She must have been in her careful plan, especially when she managed to get me enter to the Mansion to witness the whole ugly scene.

She looks surprised.

“Yes, but that was just once, he touched me,” She’s definitely holding back tears.

Now, I’ve really misjudged this issue.

“Funny, isn’t it? Even when he was accept my touch he didn’t want me. Even in the past but it’s had never be me.” She says.

I’m beginning to understand this now, even if I’m not overly happy about the reminder of his ex-girlfriend history.

He screwed all over his ex-girlfriend…but never with Muxin.

“So you were hoping he’d taken you after he leave me?” The words turn my stomach.

Now, I feel sick again.

She shakes her head.

“No, I knew he wouldn’t. He was too screwed up over you. I never thought I’d see the day where the prestige and powerful, Feng Teng would fall to his knees for a woman.” She exclaims.

“You mean you hoped you would never see this day.” I ask.

“Yes, I hoped. I also hoped that you’d run a mile when you found out about the bloody executed at the Death Room,” She tells.

Yes.I did run a mile, but I went back.

So it didn’t take her plan succeed to get me running away after I discovered his underworld rules, even his awaken beast when got drunk with vodka every day to numb the pain, though.

So look at the woman across the table from me, and I feel sorry for her. But I hate myself for it, but I do.

“Muxin, he really think you as his friend,” I can’t believe I’m trying to make this enemy feel better after everything she’s done to me.

“Yes, he really does,” She really laughs this time, but then she frowns and returns to stirring her coffee.

“After what you did, and seeing how he reacted to that, it made me realise how stupid I’d been. He deserves happiness. He deserves you. You love him despite of his dark work, what he did, and his problem after consumed the alcohol. You love him in his entirety.” She smiles.

“You’ve made him feel right. I should never have tried to take that away from him.” She regret.

Then, I’m sitting in a stunned silence, just staring at her, with not a clue of what to say in response.

What do I say to that then?”

“You want your job back. That’s why you told me this,” I ask.

Her eyes widen.

“I don’t think that can happen, you know how Feng Teng is,” She says.