Taming Mr. Cold and Arrogant - Chapter 68

“Belle, aren’t you going to work today?”

I heard Bryan’s voice followed by his loud knocks on the other side of the door. I get up and sigh for I don’t know how many times since I woke up this morning.

“Hey, it’s been three days since you came back from San Diego and since then you haven’t told me what happened, you just locked yourself inside your room.” He said the moment I opened the door.

“I’m going to take a bath now.”

“Aren’t you going to tell me what happened?”

“Maybe some other time, Bryan. I have to go to work today.” I gave him a half-hearted smile and went back inside.

“Are you okay?”

I sighed again as I thought he already left but he followed me inside the walk-in closet.

“I’m fine, Bryan.”

“No, you’re not!” And he grabbed my hand, raising an eyebrow at me as if he was studying my facial expression. “You’re not going to work today unless you tell me what happened in San Diego.”

“Bryan, I told you I will tell you all the details, but let me get ready for work.”

“No! Sit down and talk to me right now!” I rolled my eyes, but followed him back to the bedroom.

He sat on the edge of the bed and patted the space next to him without saying a word.

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Flashback…

“Sophia, are you sure you want to do this?”

“I made up my mind, Andrew.”

“I don’t know.” I shrugged. “It’s as if my mind was telling me that I need to give it to him personally.”

“Okay, I have already given you his room number. Do you want me to come with you?”

“No, thank you, Andrew, but I think it’s better if I will do it alone.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yup. Anyway, I’ll go ahead.”

“Sophia.” He grabbed my arm when I was about to enter the elevator. “What if he doesn’t want to process the divorce papers and he doesn’t want to sign it?”

“He has no other choice, Andrew, but to sign it.”

“What if he told you he loves you and he wants to be your husband for real?”

My lips curled up into a sad smile and shook my head.

Entering the lift, I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself. I took a deep breath and silently mumbled Daniel’s room number.

I called Atty. Relagio last night after the incident at the bar and asked him to send me a divorce application form. And this morning, I called Andrew to asked him about Daniel’s room number. At first, he didn’t want to give it to me unless told him my purpose, so I have no choice but to explain to him about my plan.

My heart was pounding inside my rib cage as I walked down the hallway towards the room of my soon to be ex-husband. I couldn’t explain the uneasy feeling I felt when I stopped right in front of his room.

Room 186

“Whew!”

I let out a loud sigh before deciding to knock on his door. I made sure that he won’t see me on the peephole and stood aside to hide myself.

I was about to knock again when I heard the click of the doorknob from inside so I prepared myself for the next scene.

But my mouth hung in mid-air the moment the door opened and a woman wrapped in a white towel stood in front of me instead of my husband.

“Sophia.”

And the words surprised, shocked and dumbfounded were not enough to describe what exactly I felt when Daniel came to my sight in the same way as what Chloe wears. A piece of a white towel was loosely wrapped around his waist with drops of water falling from his hair down to his shoulder.

“Oh, God!”

That’s the only word that I could mutter when our eyes met. He was also shocked to see me, but it’s too late because what exactly they did inside of his room, has already been registered in my mind. I was so shocked that I can’t even cry in front of them.

“Sophia!”

He rushed towards me when I almost lost my balance and grabbed the door frame. I suddenly felt dizzy and my knees buckled when I looked back at Chloe and then at him.

“Sophia.”

I swatted his hand and took a step back. It hurts. It seems like thousands of knives have been stabbed inside my c.h.e.s.t. They sank so deep that I felt myself drowning with the pain.

“Believe me it’s not what you think.” He said shaking his head. His expression changed from shock to pleading. He tried to touch me but I stepped back and shook my head at him. “Let me explain, Sophia, please—-”

His words were cut when I laughed sarcastically after hearing the word ‘explain’. Yeah, I managed to laugh even though deep inside, I wanted to scream, I wanted to punch him and I really wanted to cry with anguish.

“I know you were thinking something else with what you saw, but I’m telling you—-”

“Why? What did I see? I didn’t see anything except that you both wore only a towel, both dripping and slept in one room and one bed. But other than that, I didn’t see—-”

“No, we didn’t sleep in one room, Sophia.”

“And you want me to believe you?”

He nodded and I laughed again.

“Tell me, Mr. Kelley, why should I let you explain? Why should I give the same you that you refused to give me the time I asked it from you?”

“Sophia, please?”

“Please? So you know now how to say ‘please’, sweetheart? Yes, I love you. I fell in love with you but it doesn’t mean I will let you play with my feelings again! I couldn’t remember how many times I asked you to listen to me, to let me explain, but did you give me the chance to do it? No, you pushed me away, Mr. Kelley!”

“There’s nothing happened between us—-“