" So you want to start getting therapy?" Shayne's lips presses lightly forming a smile. She leans against the wall of her bedroom, watching the sunshine dancing with the curtains.
" Yes. How long it will take?" Edward answers in low tone, his hand is running Charlotte's hair. His eyes are on her addictively and lovingly.
"Probably two to three months since You haven't taken more treatment after your primary treatment." Shayne jumps off the bed, removing the curtains, she smiles brightly closing the eyes as the sunlight caresses her face..
" OK! Let's do it. But You have to keep it secret."
" Why?"
" I want to surprise her at our first wedding anniversary." his eyes shine along with a tinted blush highlights his feelings towards his wife..
" That sounds great. I think my sister will love it."
Now her eyes sharpens with a smile which definitely doesn't suit her lips. She nibbles her bottom lip with her hand with kinda Obsession over something..
" I will wait for you in my office.. Don't be late. The more you do late, the longer it will take to heal."
" I will be at 11am today."
Shayne wanted to continue the call but Edward hangs up immediately when he notices Charlotte squeezing and snuggle more. He smiles in relief, embracing her more. He feels fulfilled now. As long as she is by his side. He will be fine forever..
At 9 pm..
Charlotte wakes up frowning with a headache. Her hand runs a soft massage on her forehead as she gets up. The light and curtains are still off. However, she doesn't find Edward be there by her side. She sighs thinking she shouldn't have drunk again.
After rubbing her forehead for a while, she decided to get off but she trips when a sharp pain stings in her back. And soon her attention goes on her body, now she has realized she got nothing on but her undergarments..
She covers her cleavage while inhaling then exhaling. Her eyes run through the bed. It's messy like hell. As like someone fought on the bed.
But her eyes gets bigger when she notices herself in the mirror..'Not looks like a bug' She tilts trying to understand what just happened to her and how did happen.
" Did he takes advantage of my drunken situation? It can't be right?" She whispers herself touching the hickeys on her neck. The bottom lip is swollen and slightly bitten.
" Argh! I don't remember anything. Why?-"
Her lips instantly glued down when she hears the bathroom door opening. She has no strength to look at Edward who is coming out of bathroom.
Her unsettled gaze is running here and there, trying to find a peace of clothes to cover. Finally when she gets nothing, she covers herself in blanket..
"You are up?" Edward wipes his hair and asks. She looks like a tiny kitten who just got caught stealing fish.
"Ye. Yeah. I am going to take bath." She hurriedly walks in but she feels a pull towards him when he grabs her wrist and let her sit down on his lap..
" What.. What are you doing?" She blushes still an angry sulking pout visible..
" You promised you would give me a morning kiss whenever you wake up." His eyes sparkles but looks really upset like a lost puppy..
" I don't know what you are talking about. Mr Rodriguez." Her voice gets rough as she has no idea..
" You don't remember about last night.!!" Edward shows disappointment..
" I think I have done something since I was drunk. You don't have to take responsibility for this. Think it as I did out of my responsibility as wife."
Her eyes glosses but she still can't forgive him. Although few moments about last night rushing in her memories and replaying with wildness. But she doesn't want to feel pathetic again.
However, Edward's expression is really heartbreaking to her. She doesn't want to hurt the man, she loves. But she doesn't want to get hurt..Her heart is full of scars..
" I need to go to work. Tell servant to ready your breakfast..Mr Rodri-"
She gasps softly gripping his bathrobe when he smashes his lips against hers. His eyes are telling, he hates and guilty of his words.
" I am sorry. No matter what I can't take those words away from your memories. But I am sorry for saying that. Do I not deserve a chance to make up? You told me last night.. You love when you are with me. You are happy when "
" Stop.. Stop..It might not be you. I was talking something else " She blushes as her memories of last night is clearly playing in her mind.. She hates it now. She was just another person last night..
" I shouldn't have thought of drinking alcohol " She slaps her own face.. But making her stunned, Edward pouts and stops her hands..
" Do you really hate me that much?" He sulks.
'When did this man become so cute? Come to think about it, his wet hair with those long eyelashes, he looks utterly handsome.' Her eyes roam his face, with a frown. Edward notices her being so observant of his face.. He looks directly into her eyes, with a grin..
" I am handsome, right?"
" Undoubtedly." She whispers getting close to him more. Those eyes are magnetic and seductive. She can feel the forever peace in those eyes. As like if she is walking on soft grasses with no worries no tension. Her entire existence is here, in those eyes..
Edward's eyes are on her with shock to see her getting close to him. Her heavy breathe on his lips welcome him with no sense. His eyes allowed her to lose in his, as his hand runs through her hair, pulling her to the closest closeness.
Their breathe collide, lips are half an inch apart..
" Mama! Dadda! Papa Andrew is here!"
Both of them startle when Suzy slammed the door open. She immediately stands up, rushing inside.. Edward looks at her leaving which causes his sigh but he coughs turning to Suzy..
" Suzy! You should have knocked the door first "
" I am sorry but Papa Andrew is here.. Let's go." She looks happy about it. Although Suzy doesn't get chance to talk to her own father but she still looks happy whenever Andrew comes home..
" I will be there after changing.. You go first."
" OK.. Don't be late.. Papa hates me, you know." She gave a sad smile..
Edward pecks on her forehead and smiles.." I love you.. Don't worry.. Just go!"
Suzy nods leaving. She has grown up and understands who hates her and who loves her..
At the same time.. Charlotte is pulling her hair out of embarrassment. Cursing at herself, thinking how she can be so shameless. She is being so lost whenever she looks into his eyes...
" Last night. UHHH! It's frustrated. But it felt unimaginably good."
Her flushed red face turns crimson red with shyness.