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27| Jealous Arguments And Broken Hearts

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[Edited on 10th June, 2019]

Emily's POV:

The exclusive journey to our home was much more comfortable, sitting on a comfy seat of an air-conditioned VEYRON after a long agitating day in those ill-fitting heels. But it was equally more awkward sitting beside Edward who was busy on his phone, texting someone with so much hardness I could hear his fingers making firm contact with his poor expensive phone. He didn't talk to me after our little argument at that shop, now only making slow nods and dull 'hmm' at all my questions.

We reached home about half an hour later. It was already past two hours midnight and I just wanted to get out of this tight short dress. For once, we didn't have to pretend and I was thankful for my idea that Linda wouldn't dare to follow newlyweds to the bedroom.

"You can wash up first, I am a little tired so I'll just take my time removing these accessories from my hair for now," I motioned Edward to the washroom, who was a little slow with his steps, maybe tired from his infuriating date.

Well, that was my first date also. So I tried to be as good as I could, but no matter how I thought about it, I could sense something had changed between us overnight and it was not a good change.

We had our pretty little fights in our twenty-five years of friendship, some were serious and some a mere trifle and the fights which we had tonight couldn't even stand a chance against them. They were so small in comparison.

And so precise and illogical!

But still, these little fights, I could sense, had already changed a lot for us.

"What was that?" I stopped midway in opening the clips on my hair to see Edward pacing in the room, with his arms crossed across his chest, front buttons undone, his tie hanging loose and sleeves folded upwards.

I almost lost my control to run over and wrap my legs around his waist but I bit my lips to refrain myself from doing anything illegal. He is a married man, for God's sake!

And you're his wife, madam!

"What? I said you can use the washroom first and-"

He raised his hand, waving it once to stop my blabbering.

"I know what you said earlier. I have a better long term memory for a man. But not that! What did you do at that shop?"

I was confused. What did he mean by...

Oh, that!

"Yes. I specifically remember a guy named George asking me out and I, as a kind person we both know I am, agreed to it happily! You were there, Eddie! Don't you remember? Don't tell me you forgot!" I pulled the clip holding my hair out and in a second, brown curls of wavering hue fell on my shoulders, cascading my face and features.