Chapter31 Badass her

"Is it new?" She asked me, gently touching the iPhone and looking at the laptop.
"Yeah," I said enthusiastically.
"Brand new?" She asked me again.
"Yeah, why?" I'm getting confused now. Why won't she just accept it?
"It must've cost you a lot." She looked up to meet my gaze.
I had to stop myself from passing a sarcastic comment.
"It's not a big deal." I shrugged my shoulders, which is true; it didn't cost me anything. I could buy 10 more and still not care about it.
"Really?" Her eyes widened in thrill.
"Yeah." I was getting frustrated by now. See how easy it was for her to irk me?
"So you don't mind me doing this?"
Before I could reply to her, she threw the phone with a laptop on the nearby wall, causing it to break in many parts.
I was a bit stunned whilst she
She had a satisfied look on her face.
It does feel good. She said this calmly and sat on the wooden stool.
"Seriously? Is this your way of getting back at me? " I asked her, not approving but still slightly amused.
"Yeah," she beamed.
"What happened to 'I accept your apology'?" I questioned her.
"That... was for what you did to me on Friday and this." She pointed at the mess she made. "I was retaliating for what you did to my laptop."I never said I was easy.
"Feisty as ever, Mrs. Richmond." I was amused by her antics. "Anyway moving on, would you like to freshen yourself up first or have breakfast?"
She gasped at my civil behavior. I was having fun on my own, being myself around her, not the jerk she hates.
"Freshen up please." She replied politely.
You can freshen up in your room. I'll make breakfast ready for us. " I gave her instruction and she nodded too eagerly. One day, I fear she will.
Snap that neck of hers.
She came back and sat on the wooden stool across the kitchen island after freshening up.
"I will show you afterward." First, have breakfast. I made pancakes with sandwiches. Would you like to eat some? " I asked her and she shook her head.
"Allergic to maple?" I questioned her.
"No, actually, my throat is still hurting." I won't be able to eat. " She looked everywhere but my side.
Shit
Those chilies I didn't know what else to offer.
"Why don't you help yourself?"
She opens the refrigerator and examines the food inside. After a minute, she took out a tub of chocolate ice cream with coke.
Weird combination. As we both sat down at the table eating our breakfast, I wondered what made her work for me, so I asked her.
"How come you're still living with me after all the crap I've done to you?"
The spoon in her hand stopped midway as her face paled. She swallowed quickly.
"I didn't have a choice."She mumbled warily.
"What is that supposed to mean?" I furrowed my eyebrows together.
If I want to live with her in a sophisticated way, then I need to know the reason. I need to get over the judgement I had on her. We're married but didn't even know anything proper about each other.
I needed to save my company at any cost. For that, I needed a proper and big investment, and your dad provides me with that. I can't bring myself to break this marriage considering he is the one who wants us to remain married.
I knew it. My father always knew how to manipulate people. He knows how to play this game very well. He will wait till his opponent gets weak, then he will state his conditions. Either way, the opponent won't back out.
But I don't understand. I never understood him. Why would he want me to get married to her when he could have chosen someone else too, someone more mature and intelligent? If he still holds that authority over me, over the company, then why her? What will he gain by marrying me to her? She needed money and the investment he could've just given her, but asking her to work for me does not make any sense.