The Love Trap of the Ruler.
Chapters 18. How can you call that man a husband?
Graciella came out of the room and saw Xavier was waiting for her at the dining table close to the living room. Graciella then walked towards the serious-looking man reading a fairly thick book. Xavier then turned his face when he heard the sound of steps approaching towards him.
“Sit down," Xavier said without looking at Graciella. Get busy with reading.
Graciella inevitably followed the words of this man. He sat in front of Xavier. He saw that enough food was already there. Tomato eggs, Cooked soy sauce and broccoli, seaweed soup and ginger pulp, there are also some fruits that have been cut.
“Eat!” bargain Xavier but instead sound like a superior order to his subordinates.
“Ehm .. I have a lot of work in the hospital. This is it I'm too late. Pity my patients if they wait long. Looks like I'll just eat in the hospital" Graciella said. Actually quite tasteful with the food on the table. Especially yesterday his stomach just drained and it feels uncomfortable now. Eating hot seaweed soup and ginger pulp is sure to be fun.
“I've sent people to ask permission for you.” Xavier glanced slightly at Graciella.
“You what?” Graciella surprise. How Xavier can ask permission for Graciella not to go to work today. What do the people in the hospital say? He just got rumored with the director. Later, he might be gossiped with this man.
“They agreed to allow you a day off,” Xavier said as he closed his thick, old-looking book. Put it on the side of the table.
“But ...” Graciella said puzzled over the reason especially so that she could get out of this place. Why does he feel like he's in a lion's den?
“Eat while warm, that soup and porridge will make your stomach comfortable.” Xavier took out a bowl, filled it with seaweed soup and then poured it on Graciella. Graciella could only see it. Confused as to how.
Graciella saw her reflection in the clear soup. Not yet he touched it, Xavier had already thrust out the porridge with pieces of tomato eggs on it. Graciella looked towards Xavier. The man was busy preparing his own food. Why did Graceilla suddenly feel a little touched.
In his lifetime he was rarely given any attention. The last person to give him any attention was Adrean. That guy was so nice to Graciella before. Give him some attention. Each behavior is gentle and like serving Graciella with the whole heart until everything changes just like that. Graciella recalls how Adrean forced her to eat when she was sick from over-learning. The man patiently fed her. Now, even to eat a single meal with her, Adrean felt unappetizing.
Graciella picked up the porcelain spoon on her desk. He turned his lips. His hand trembled slightly withstanding the pain that had suddenly appeared. Missing attention stifles it. Then why did this man in front of her even remind her of this? graciella is used to living in loneliness.
Xavier turned his gaze towards Graciella as he heard the sound of the spoon being hit by the bowl. He saw Graciella's hands trembling and the woman also lowered her head. He scrunched his forehead.
“What's up?” ask Xavier. Pretty flat actually.
“Oh, it's okay,” Graciella's voice sounds a little shaky, but she's trying to show her smile. It's nothing. He had only been getting too much attention for so long that a little treatment like this left him touched. Graciella's! It's nothing.
Suddenly Graciella remembers Xavier's words to Devina about his confession of interest to Devina. Um? Should he ask that to the man who was focusing on finishing his porridge.
“Women earlier ..?” asked Graciella to try a stale base.
“My childhood friend. I just thought of her as a sister, "cut Xavier as if she knew what was inside Graciella's brain.
“Oh, but he said you guys are getting engaged?”
“My father and his father were good friends. They want us to get engaged. But I refused it.”
“Why? she is very beautiful and also looks educated. You guys do look very suitable,” said Graciella while sipping soup from her soup. The warm feeling flows directly into the throat and then into the stomach. It feels so comfortable.
“Then what about us?” xavier's voice and face were so serious about seeing Graciella. Graciella looked directly at Xavier with widened eyes. “Your friend said we match.”
“Oh! Laura! He just wanted to talk,” said Graciella with a misbehaved smile. Laura, what did she say to this man. “After all it's impossible and you can't be with me.”
“I am married and already have a husband,” Graciella said. There was a decrease in the tone of voice when Graciella said the word husband.
Xavier looked at Graciella with his flat gaze. Graciella who caught the gaze became misbehaved again. He was puzzled as to why Xavier had kept it that way. A look he couldn't understand what it meant. To cover up her nervousness, Graciella takes wanting to take one of her soy sauce gravy. But Xavier was faster, he immediately took the meat and placed it on top of Graciella's porridge. Once again, it made Graciella confused.
“What if I plan to snatch you from your husband?” xavier's question instantly made Graciella choke. He didn't think this guy would say that. Why joke outrageous. Graciella took the water and drank it so that the choking was gone.
“Don't joke too late," Graciella scolds Xavier. The man simply turned his face back to his bowl.
“5000 dollar. You owe me 5000 dollars.”
“Ha? That counted debts?” Graciella. Why is he now in debt to Xavier, when no one asked him to help Graciella yesterday.
“Yes, you have to return it," Xavier said seriously. This man is currently serious and joking indistinguishable, Graciella thought.
“Ehm ... Alright, but can I get paid in installments?” graciella asked, she does have money, but not that much.
“I don't need your money.” Xavier was completely flat saying it.
Graciella knitted her eyebrows back, “Then?”
“Pay with your time.”
“My time? you mean?”
“Tomorrow Fredy will pick you up.”
“But today I permission, therefore tomorrow I have to work.”
“Tomorrow you only work in the morning shift, at 1pm you are done working. Fredy will pick you up after.”
Graciella frowned, how could she know Graciella's schedule.
“I know all your schedules," said Xavier as if he knew what Graciella's brain was. Graciella just dumbfounded to see Xavier.
“Then, what if my husband doesn't allow it?” asked Graciella trying again to avoid reuniting with Xavier.
“Then ask your husband to pay four times your debt,” Xavier said seriously.
Graciella glared at Xavier, How did he pay four times the 5000 dollars.. That's a lot of money.
“That's his name extortion!” Graciella.
“I don't care. If tomorrow you don't want to go with me. Then your husband didn't pay the money. I'll charge it to your husband and tell him what we did last night,” Threatens Xavier with a sly looking smile in front of Graciella.
“You know my husband?” ask Graciella in disbelief.
“Adrean Han, Vice chairman of health department. Married you three years ago, but until now still approaching so many women, how can you call such a man a husband?” Xavier stood up from his seat. Put his hand in his pants. “I know all about you. I'll see you tomorrow. Fredy will take you home now.” Xavier said, leaving without waiting for an answer or rebuttal from Graciella.
Graciella bit her lip. Does that mean Xavier also knows that Adrean never considered Graciella his wife? Graciella felt inferior in front of Xavier now.