Chapter 32: Chapter 31

Teresa and Ren get on the lift, she punches on the -1 button to the underground parking lot.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Ren asks looking at her angered face.

She does some breathing exercise to calm her anger, breathe in...breathe out.

After everyone gets off on the respective floors, when finally only both of them are left behind, she yells, “argh!!”

“Whoah! What was that?” Ren looks at her with a horrified expression on his face.

“You literally poured the coffee over him?” Ren shouts as he’s shocked by his bff’s act.

“I shouldn’t have actually poured the coffee on him, right?” She says with guilt on her face.

“Hmm.” Ren nods.

“He always does sweet things for me and I always kinda trouble him. I don’t want to fight with him, in fact I want to get close to him but it’s also true that most of the times he does the things that annoys me the most! Today I just couldn’t help it and bang but whatever it was I shouldn’t have poured on the coffee.” She sighs.

“If you’re feeling that bad, after you reach home, apologize to him properly.” Ren pats her head.

“yeah I should do that.” She nods.

“Now Teresa can we talk?” He says making puppy dog’s eyes.

“Oh yeah sorry, I was going on with my problems. Tell me?”

“Let’s go to Ai-chan’s place?” He suggests as they get off the lift.

“Sure.” She nods.

“Okay then, I’ll go get my car.”

After Ren stops the car beside her, she opens the door and was just about to take the seat, her husband dashes in with a zooom mode.

“What the hell are you doing husband?” She narrows her eyes at him, seeing him in the passenger seat.

“Sitting on the car?” He answers with an innocent face.

“Yeah I can see that, but why?” She glares at him.

“Actually I thought about it, and you’re right I was actually being mean to you guys so, as you’ve said I’m going to spend some time with him and become friends.” He smiles at her showing his thumbs up.

Did she hear him right? He wants to be friends with Ren? She blinks at his words. “?!”

“Come on, I’m following your advice. Can’t I?” He looks at her making a puppy dog’s eyes.

Her eyes widen in surprise. Is he really her monster husband acting cute like that? She slightly blushes, seeing him like that made her heart race. That’s cheating! She complains to herself and pats her chest/heart. Breathe Teresa breathe! She chants in her mind.

She takes on the back seat and hears Ren click his tongue. Sorry! she mouths to Ren, meeting his eyes on the rear view mirror.

“Shall we, Ren?” Her husband smiles at him.

“Sure, boss.” Ren answers sarcastically.

“Hey come on, the office hours are over, you can just call me Ryouma, right Teresa?” Her husband smiles at her, turning around.

“Yeah, I guess.” She gives a nervous smile. What’s wrong with him? I’ve never seen him this smiley! What’s with this sudden change of attitude?

Thankfully Ai’s bakery wasn’t too far, she couldn’t stand the tension inside the car.

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What the hell? Why are there so many sweets? Wow now I’ve got another reason to hate this Ren! Does he want to have the entire sweets of the bakery? Ryouma looks at Ren with disgust, seeing the bakery items lined on their table. He gets nauseous seeing the cakes and pastries.

“Wow, Ren you still remember my favorites? So sweet.” Teresa smiles at her best friend.

I hate my wife too. Why does she have a sweet tooth?

“I know you don’t like sweets, here salty cookies for you.” His wife turns to him, passing on the plate.

“Actually for a change I want to try those. Ahh.” I points at the cake on her and opens his mouth.

I can’t believe I’m doing this. For the first time I’m actually following Rihito’s advice. Ryouma makes a mental note of Rihito’s advice.

1.Smoothly make Ren the bad guy in front of her instead of himself.

2. Like whatever she likes.

3. Act like a sweet couple and show him he doesn’t have a space between them.

4. Show her he’s way better than her Ren.

If this doesn’t go well, you’re going to pay for this, Rihito. Ryouma curses his best friend, looking at the sweet cake in front of him. You better not throw up! He makes a warning to himself.

He looks back at his wife who’s been staring at him in awe.

“Do you have a fever or something? You want to eat this cake?” She puts her hand on his forehead, checking his temperature.

“Yes, I want to try some? Is that a problem? Feed me! Ah!” He points at the cake then at his open mouth.

“You want me to what?” She widens her eyes in disbelief.

The man in front of her, despised even the light chocolates, now wanted to have the heavy triple layered fruit jam strawberry cake, also he wanted her to feed him? Teresa couldn’t believe her ears.

“You’re so slow, my jaw’s hurting.” He pulls her hands and takes the bite of the cake.

“Wow, it’s good.” His words don’t match the expression on his face.

“Your face is telling something else.” Ren points at his face.

“What’s wrong with my face? It’s like this because i like it, ’k?” He rolls his eyes.

“I doubt.” She mutters.

“You’re really okay, right? The coffee that I poured in your head didn’t reach your brain, right?” She asks him with genuine concern.

He glares at her.

Of course he was mad. He stll had stains on his clothes.

“I’m so--” She was about to apologize but he cut her off.

“Of course wifey that cold coffee helped me relax my mind, and thanks to that i can think clearly.” He smiles at her.

Was that sarcasm? Ah! Now she was the one who was not able to think clearly!

This guy surely knows how to stir her up.

After few minutes, he’s had the entire sweets on the table. Now Teresa was really worried. His face started to pale.

Teresa looks at him with concern, He seemed to be competing with Ren but why? She had no idea. Ren liked cakes so he was having then without any problem but Ryouma couldn’t handle sweets so why was he forcing himself?

“Stop it, leave something for us too.” Of course if she’d tell him he can’t eat all that, he would not listen. So Instead she snatches his plate and finishes the rest of the pastry.

“You’re okay?” She looks at his pale face, he’s obviously not.

“Ah worried about me so, sweet!” He smiles at his wife outside but inwards he doesn’t want to hear the word sweet ever again.

“Wait a minute, I need to use the washroom.” He runs to the washroom feeling nauseous and vomits everything out. Rihito, you’re dead! He curses his best friend.

After throwing up he feels a little relief. “Ah! My stomach!” He rubs his stomach.

He washes his face and returns back to the table.

“You sure, you okay?” His wife asks, her face filled of concern for him.

“Of course.” He barely manages to smile.

“He’s saying he’s okay, Teresa. Stop worrying, frown doesn’t suit on your beautiful face.” Ryouma looks at the pest, Ren smiling at his wife tapping her forehead.

How dare he flirt with his wife right in front of him? Ryouma glares at him.

“That’s right, wifey. You look pretty with a smile.” He pulls her to him, pulling her cheeks.

Teresa blushes at his words and turns away.

“Let’s have an ice cream now.” Ren claps his hands.

“This late? No, you’ll catch cold.” Ryouma gives his wife a stern look.

“Come on, Ryouma. It’s more fun to have ice cream in the cold night. Right, Teresa?” Ren pulls her wrapping his arms around her shoulders.

What the hell? Ryouma glares at him and pulls his wife to him.

Ren smirks, looking at Ryouma’s jealousy.

Did he just smirk or am I imagining things? Ryouma narrows his eyes at him.

“Actually Ren. Let it be, I think we’ll have ice cream someday later. Today I’m a bit worried.” She looks at her husband.

“Really, where is my Teresa? Where have you hidden her? Because normally my Teresa would have forced me and whined like a child for an ice cream.” Ren rests his elbow on her shoulder and glances at her husband.

“Actually he’s right, we should have ice cream.” Ryouma smiles at his wife, pushing his hand off.

“We? I hope that doesn’t include you, you’ll catch a cold plus you already broke your record today. You’ve already crossed your limit. So there’s no we here.” She points at Ryouma and back at her.

“Come on wifey, don’t be like this. You two will have ice cream and I’ll keep staring at you both?” He complains.

“You don’t have to, you can go home. I’ll drop her later.” Ren wraps his arms around her, instigating him further.

“Why bother you, when we’re going to the same place? I’ll take my wife with me.” Ryouma glares at him. “And i’m perfectly fine, so relax and enjoy wife.” He then turns to his wife and smiles, trying to assure her which obviously didn’t.

“Okay, if you say so.” She sighs giving in.

Home

*sneeze* *sneeze*

Ryouma’s sneeze pierces the silence in the room.

“And I told you not to over do it. You caught a cold.” Teresa scolds him.

“Nah! just a sneeze. I’m perfectly fi-nn.” He tries to reassure her but sneezes again.

I really doubt I’m going to be okay tomorrow. And the bouts of sneeze continues.

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