Ryuu Carltonâs wife, Midori comes happily humming, grinning ear to ear, he hadnât seen his wife so happy for quite some time because of their son and his wifeâs conflict. As he stares at his wife lovingly, she sits at the bed beside him and excitedly tells him the reason of her happiness.
âRyuu, they are getting along pretty well! Seeing them having pillow fight reminded me of their childhood, remember, they always used to fight but also couldnât stay away from each other for long. Seeing them together made my worries disappear, Oh Iâm so happy! Iâm glad theyâre getting along so well. And I know after this honeymoon trip, theyâll get even better!â She exclaims happily and snuggles in his arms, seeing his wife sleeping with a cheerful smile on her face really warms his heart. He smiles as he lovingly caresses her hair.
The next day
Yesterday only his wifeâs eyes were crying tears of joy but today they were weeping! The reason of course was their one and only son, He not only canceled his honeymoon trip which Ryuu very much expected but also managed to make his mother cry. Well of course she didnât cry just because her son cancelled the trip because somewhere she knew he would do that. The reason she was crying was because she saw her son and daughter-in-law fighting, ready to murder each other!
Midori got them married only because she didnât want her son to spend his life alone because of his past, she simply wanted him to move on and she saw some hope when Ryouma actually showed some interest in a girl: his childhood friend Teresa. She loved her best friendâs daughter Teresa for years and it was always a dream of hers to make her daughter, so she did everything in her power to get them married in which of course her husband provided every support he could. She thought that Teresa could heal his wounded heart but instead her son was wounding hers. Midori was now really starting to regret her decision.
Ryuu Carlton couldnât bear to see his wife cry, he loved her immensely and would do anything to bring smile on her face.
The next day he calls his son in his room and hands over a file. He explains every detail about the meeting he was going to have with Mr. Parker and tells his son that he should crack this deal at any cost, as Mr. Parker is a very important client. He hands his son an envelope containing the tickets to Hawaii where the meeting would be held. He explains that Mr. Parker and his wife were indeed on a holiday and Ryouma will have to join them there, with Teresa as it would be easier if they could act as a perfect lovey dovey couple which would help them make a good impression on Mr. Parker as he is very family oriented, but of course he knew this reason alone wouldnât be enough to convince Ryouma so he threatens that if he doesnât take Teresa along with him, he would send his cousin Sam and his wife for this meeting. Once the name of his cousin is mentioned, Ryouma, unaware that the meeting is only an excuse to send him and his wife on honeymoon, gladly agrees.
Teresaâs P.O.V
Just great! How horrible can a day be?
First of all I got to know that Iâll have to spend my next 2 weeks with Mr. monkey! Secondly he left me alone in the airport and went somewhere because of an important meeting! Seriously? Itâs amazing how he manages to find work everywhere! Thirdly the airline misplaced my luggage, not anyone else but mine wow!
And last but not the least when I reached the hotel because of someoneâs stupid skateboard I slipped into the pool and I donât even have spare clothes to change to! And above everything, Iâll have to pretend to be lovey dovey with my monster husband! Heights of bad luck!
I enter the hotel room and take a shower and since I donât have my clothes and my husband wonât be back by the late night, I decide to burrow his shirt.
I picked up the phone and ordered the food on room service. Ah my tummy! Iâm so hungry!!
I look at my reflection in the mirror as I dry my hair, the shirt covered me up to the knees, making literally a dress for me and for the first time Iâm thankful for my husbandâs tall figure. I open the karaoke and sing and dance on the song âBad Romanceâ by lady gaga climbing on the bed, making the drier my mike.
Rah-ah-ah-ah-ah!
Roma-roma-mamaa!
Ga-ga-oh-la-la!
Want your bad romance!
Ryoumaâs P.OV
My mom and dad are one hell of a couple! When I finally got rid of my momâs honeymoon destination, my dad has arranged another perfect honeymoon package and how smart of him, he knew I wonât say no to this because if I did my dadâs going to send Sam and his wife, which I wonât let it happen, even if I die! He used that so simply! The worst part, I have to present as a newly married loving couple with my wife? Lovey dovey couple and us? I look at my side where the witch is sleeping peacefully and roll my eyes. No way!
After our flight lands in our destination Hawaii, I let my wife have the car to the hotel as I had some files to collect from Mr. Parkerâs secretary.
Though I told my wife I would be late, my work finished fast because Mr. Parker and his wife are staying in the same hotel, so I return to my hotel room.
I hope dad didnât purposely arrange a meeting to send us here together! Mr. and Mrs. Parker staying in the same hotel sounds suspiciousâ¦. but being in the same hotel makes it easier for having a meeting too⦠maybe itâs just me being suspicious⦠dad would never pull such trick, would he?
I open the door and I witness a hilarious scene! I see my wife wearing my shirt with her hair all wet, making weird faces as she sings and dances crazily. I slowly close the door behind me and suppressing my laughter, I lean on the door, crossing my arms across my chest and wait for her to notice me. After a while she finally notices me, her eyes go wide as if she has seen some ghost. I look at her from top to bottom and raise a brow. She looks at me then at herself.
âKyaa! Pervert!â She throws a pillow at me and runs behind the walk in closetâs door. She peeks from the door, her face now as red as a tomato, she looksâ¦cute?
I slowly walk towards her.
âWhat are you doing here? I thought you wouldnât be back till late night.â She shouts popping her head out of the door.
âItâs our room, wife. I can come in and go out whenever I want. And I donât remember giving you permission to wear my clothes?â I slowly approach her.
âExcuse me! Iâm also not interested in wearing your clothes! Itâs just because of my horrible situation that I donât have a choice!â She pouts.
âand whatâs this âhorrible situationâ that youâre in?â I question her in a sing song manner.
âI fell in the pool and my luggage got misplaced by the airlines so I also didnât have any clothes to change into and all of this is entirely you fault!â She rants.
âMy fault?â I narrow my eyes at her. âEnlighten me?â
âItâs all because you left me alone in the airport and went off somewhere!â She comes out of the door and points her index finger with an accusatory glance.
I chuckle and cross my arms. She makes a puzzled expression and as soon as she realizes, she again jumps back behind the door.
I continue walking towards her.
âW-why are you coming here?â She glares at me.
âWhy? hmm⦠coz feel sorry for my wife and just want to comfort her.â I smile slyly as I have this urge to tease her, stepping inside the closet.
âNo need! Just stay away!â She begins to step back, and hits her back against the wall, oops there is no escape.
âWearing my shirt, are you trying to seduce me, sunshine?â I trap her between my arms. I nearly burst out seeing her expression. I love it when she blushes like this; I just love messing with her! I lean closer and she shuts her eyes.
I chuckle. Okay, I think this is enough for today.
I take my clothes from my bag besides her and walk towards the bathroom.
âJust so that you know, itâs not working!â I shout from the bathroom, laughing out loud.
She mutters series of curses as I continue to laugh.
Teresaâs P.O.V
That devil!
How dare he tease me?
Argh!! I sit on the bed and punch and throw the pillows on the ground and the devil happily comes out having his bath half naked with only his grey trousers.
âLike what you see, wifey?â He sings.
âPerv!â I shout and close my eyes.
I hear him laugh.
Suddenly there is a knock on the door thanks to that his âteasing Teresaâ session ends. Phew!
But wait it must be my food and Iâm in no position to get out of the bed so I hide under the blanket as my husband opens the door, âhmm I think youâve got the wrong room.â He tells the waiter, Oh heâs doing this on purpose!
I decide to play along, âNo honey! how can you forget that you ordered this because your dear wife is hungry? remember?â I shout from under the blanket. âMay be I should complain this to Mr. and Mrs. Parker?â I threaten him.
âOh of course, how can I forget when Iâm the one who ordered this? I was just teasing you, wifey!â
âThen hurry up and take the food inside and close the door!â I shout.
I wait for the waiter to get out of the room. As soon as he gets out of the room I jump to my food not caring about how Iâm only wearing a shirt. Who cares when youâre about to die from hunger? I notice my husband staring at me.
âWhat? Iâm hungry!!â I shout.
Ryoumaâs P.O.V
I stare at her awe-struck as she jumps over the food.
âWhat? Iâm hungry.â she shouts and continue eating.
Suddenly she notices a poster kept under the plates, she then looks at the clock and smiles happily.
I stand beside her and look at the poster to find out what sheâs getting so happy about. The poster was colorful with fireworks and bonfire pictures which read âBonfires and fireworks at 8pm.â And itâs 7:30 right now. Realizing my presence beside her she looks at me grinning widely.
âNo weâre not.â I decline with a stern face.
âPlease.â She pleads making puppy dog eyes. I glare at her.
âPretty, please. hmm? hmm?â She starts poking my arm.
âWe may even meet the clients downstairs, we might be able to put a good impression?â She clasps her hands together raising her brows.
âFine.â
As soon as I answer, she happily dances around the room. I canât help but smile at her. Hmm, but isnât she forgetting something? well letâs wait until she realizes, I smile evilly.
7:45 pm
âLetâs go.â She starts to pull me by my arm.
âOk, but are you going out like this?â Her expression is priceless when I remind her condition pointing at the cloth sheâs wearing, my shirt.
âNo way. How can I forget about this?â She lets out a sob.
âBecause youâre stupid.â I state as I walk towards the door.
âWhere are you going?â She asks walking to me.
âTo watch the fireworks, youâre not coming?â I place my hand on the knob of the door. âoh I forgot, you canât come like this. But Iâm going, Bye wifey. Poor you, enjoy the night in your room?â I wave at her clicking my tongue.
There is knock on the door and my wife hides under the blanket again. I laugh. I take the package from the hotel staff.
After I close the door she springs out of the bed.
âNot fair. Why are you going and Iâm staying? You didnât even want to go.â she protests at the unfairness.
âBut now I want to.â I hide the package behind me.
She looks like sheâll cry any moment,
Aww, ok enough with the teasing!
âHere!â I throw the package at her.
âwhatâs this?â She turns the package upside down.
âOpen it.â
She opens the package and the frown on her face is replaced by a beautiful smile.
âA gown!â She exclaims happily.
âNow if you donât want to miss the fireworks hurry up and get ready. Youâve got only 5 mins.â I point at the clock.
âIâll be back in 2 minutes.â she hums and runs to change.
After few minutes, she appears out changing into the long red gown.
âShall we, my lady?â I extend my hand.
She happily holds my hand as we walk out of the room.