Chapter 59

After dressing up, Carlos helped Triffany blow dry her hair, he applied the cream on it and brushed it for her. "Do I have to do all these things?" He asked as she told him to.



"You have to pay the price for hurting my hands," Triffany told him already loving this. Couples should be able to do these she thought to herself.



"It wasn't my fault."



"Then whose fault was it?" She asked as she turns around to look at him.



"The fault of that glass ball." He pointed at the ball that was back at the table.



"You're unbelievable!" Triffany took the brush from his hands. "Go to sleep." She got up and went to her couch to lay down.



"You can use the bed." He told her.



Triffany looks at him. "Then how about you?"



"I will sleep on the couch."



Triffany smile and got up from the couch. "Sure. You know how to pay a price." She walked over to the bed and laid down pulling the quilt over her shoulder.



She watches Carlos lay on the couch as he kept turning uncomfortably, this was a place he had never slept before on. "Are you okay there?" She asked him. "You look uncomfortable."



Carlos sat up. "I'm not sure. How can you sleep on this couch?"



Triffany exhaled softly. "I'm good at adapting." She sat up from the bed. "You should come back to the bed, richly...I will use my couch."



Carlos walked over to the bed. "Let's just sleep together."



Triffany's eyes widened. "Together!"



"I don't mean that, whatever you're thinking, that's not what I mean." He knew she had misunderstood. "You're just like these pillows to me so I won't feel a thing and because of your hand injury."



Triffany closed her eyes gently and opened them again. "Pillows? I'm like a pillow to you?"



Carlos knows that if he keeps talking she will keep misunderstanding him so he lay on the other side of the bed. "Let's just sleep already."



"So much for this night, what an awkward evening," Triffany mumbled as they both face sideways with the quilt over their shoulders but couldn't sleep.



Carlos knew she was not asleep. "You should sleep, we're both married but, it doesn't mean I will touch you or do anything while you're asleep. Remember, you hate me and I hate you, so nothing will happen."



He closed his eyes and drifted to sleep. He turned around while sleeping, Triffany who was still unable to sleep face him when she knew he was asleep.



She looked at his face. "It's so easy for you to say." She thinks to herself as she felt her heart thumping under her chest.



She took a close look at his face for the first time she noticed he had long eyelashes, a cute brow and sexy thin lips.



His face was perfectly shaped, now she knows why the heir of Glammaly estate was not only known for his wealth and company but his beauty.



Nick and Alicia had told her she doesn't deserve a man like Carlos but she had doubted them. Here he was sleeping next to her, his face dazzling next to hers.



He keeps saying they are married but he loves someone else. She closed her eyes sad that she had already started falling in love with this man.



She thinks back at them in the bathtub, she was not happy when he told her she was just like the bathtub to him, even when their skin touched each other he felt nothing.



Now he was also sleeping next to her and is sleeping so comfortably all because he thinks of her as a pillow.



She moved closer to him. "Carlos Zack, when will you see me? When will Kelsey leave your heart? When will you love me and have feelings for me?" All these questions run through her mind as she watched him sleep peacefully.



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Gabby was in her room dreaming while smiling in her sleep, but suddenly she started crying and sweating, she opened her eyes still crying as she sat up o the bed.



It was already morning, she looked at the time and it was six in the morning. She wipes off the tears in her eyes. "I need to stop this, I need to stop seeing you in my dreams." She said softly.



"I shouldn't have met you, I shouldn't have." She covered her eyes crying. "This is so painful...when will you stop? If you would make me happy do, stop hurting me, please."



"How did I become so pitiful even in my dreams." Gabby Soliloquize. This was not how she planned things, she has always been strong but meeting that one person seems to have made her life be this way, she sobs, burying her face on her pillow.



Carlos woke up the next morning, as he opened his eyes he saw Triffany still asleep, her head on his arm and so close to his body almost in an embrace.



He smiled as he stares at her sleeping face. "Does she think my hand is her pillow when there are lots of pillows her?" He said softly.



He watched her for a long while and moved closer. "I can't believe she's this beautiful even in her sleep."



He couldn't believe she was next to him like this. He beams at thought of them sleeping on the same bed.



He thinks of last night in the bathtub when his body touched hers in the water, he bites down his lips as he felt his heart thumping in his chest.



He looked down at Triffany's pink lips as he reached for it but stopped his hands halfway. "It looks soft." He smiled.



He put his head back on his chair. "Carlos you're married to her, you don't need permission." He told himself. "She's your wife and she's pretty and you've seen her body, we even bath together. Why do I need permission to kiss her?" He asked himself.



And his subconscious told her that he hates her and she hates him but his heart told him to stop deceiving himself cause he doesn't hate her.



"But I don't love her." He mutters. "Do I love her?" He stares at Triffany and noticed she was smiling. "Can she hear me?" He asked himself.



He lifts his hands to tuck a loose strain of her hair behind her ear but she opens her eyes and he drops his hands.



He pulled his hands away from her head. "Do you think my hand is a pillow? He sat up. "With that big head of yours." He held his hands as if in pain.



Triffany sat up and frowns. "Why do you have to come so close to me and keep your hand there."



Carlos looked at her as he held her gaze. "You're the one who came close to me like I was your pillow." He argues.



"You just wanted a cuddle that's why you came closer." She argues back as they both got up from the bed.



"That's not true." Carlos was not ready to let her win the argument.



"That's the truth." She was not ready to lose.



Carlos scoffed as he runs his hands through his hair. "You're so annoying."



"You're so annoying too." They both huff and head out in the different direction.