Tears Of A Wife novel Chapter 43

"It's very awkward when you stare at me like that, Olive." He gulped. He put the tray on the bedside table then looked at me from head to toe. "It's better if I just eat you, instead of this food," he said sensually.

I quickly hugged myself. My eyes widened when the realization hit me. I cursed and hurriedly went to my bed and wrapped my body in the comforter. I heard Atlas chuckled. I looked back at him and gave him a death glare.

"Stop it!" I shrieked.

Atlas chuckled loudly. He looked at me like I'm the funniest creator he had ever seen and shook his head. He put his hand on his jaw and massaged it, lightly. I saw him bit his bottom lip before staring at me seriously.

"I kissed and touched every part of you, Olive. No need to cover your body," he said, teasingly.

I felt my cheeks heating up into red dusts of blushes. I looked down and covered myself more. If I could hide under the sheets, I would. To hide from his stare and teasing words. I'm embarrassed because I knew it was true.

Silence enveloped between us when Atlas sat beside me on the bed. I looked up and saw him put the tray on my lap. It was filled with food. Bacon, egg, fried rice and mushroom soup. There's juice beside it and a coffee which was probably meant for him.

"That is too much." I shifted my gaze and saw his serious face looking at me. We were facing each other so that I could almost see myself in his eyes. "You don't need to do this, Atlas."

"I want to," he said in a serious tone.

I nodded and didn't raise an argument anymore. He started giving me food. I ate all of them. Even Atlas ate with me, too. We shared the same spoon for the very first time and Atlas didn't mind. It was new for me because he was never like this. It's scary because he shouldn't.

"I don't know why you're doing this, Atlas," I muttered after sipping my juice. I put it back on the tray and looked at him, intently.

"I want you back, Olive. I know it's too late, but I want you back." He sighed. "I want us to start again."

"Why?" I asked, confused. My forehead was creasing as I stared at him.

"How about Trina? How about her, Atlas? Ten years of different women. Do you think it's easy for me to believe what you said? Do you think it's easy for me to forget?" I stopped to remove the lump in my throat. My heart is hurting. I don't know how long my voice could sound strong just to tell Atlas what I feel.

"I am wrecked, Atlas. I endured everything you did to me. I gave you the annulment that you deserve. That's the only thing that connected us, right? You married me because I blackmailed you. You were forced. And now that we totally parted ways, that was it. Let's not give each other more pain, Atlas," I muttered before lowering my head. I can't stand Atlas' intense gaze at me. I feel like my tears would fall down at any moment. Because I felt like he only did these things because of the child.

I heard him sigh. I felt him stand and got the tray from my lap. I heard his footsteps walking away from me but I kept my head down. I don't want to see him leaving. I don't want to betray myself.

I need to stand this or else, I can't heal myself, totally. I wanted my confidence to be back. The insecurities that are with me for a very long time. The acceptance of being defeated and the love that my baby deserves. First betrayal with Atlas is enough. Second is a choice.

Even if I felt heavy, I still pushed myself to head towards the bathroom to take a bath. I soaked myself with water and tried to calm myself down from the pain that I've been dealing with. From the feelings that I've been hiding. If I won't stop myself, I would've probably surrendered and let myself drown again.

Love sometimes can be a distraction. Too much love can be selfish. I made a mistake ten years ago. I tried to correct it by letting go. This isn't easy for me but I am trying. I am trying because it is for the best.