I’m back to work after the Paris trip. Kris insisted that I stop working because I get stressed out easily and that he’s not comfortable with that thought of me working when we’re already married. He said I should just stay home but I’ll probably die of boredom if I have nothing to do.
-flashback-
“you know, you don’t have to work anymore. We’re already married” Kris suddenly says, one Sunday evening as we were having dinner
“I know. But I want to keep on working” I drink some water
“no.” he says
“Kris, I love my job. I can’t just leave”
“we’re already married. We both make decisions and I say no.” he cuts his steak
“I thought we agreed that this marriage won’t be complicated” I frown
“it’s not complicated”
“then I’ll go back to work tomorrow”
“don’t be difficult” he says sternly
“I’m not. I’ll be going back to work tomorrow” I stand up and place my plate in the sink. I leave the kitchen and head to my home office and lock the door to finish reports
A few hours later, there was a knock on the door
“coming to bed, honey?” Kris asks
Honey? Since when did he call me that? I wait for him to open the door. Oh, right. It’s locked
“open the door, babe”
Babe? Is he trying to make me laugh?
“I still need to finish my reports”
“open the door”
“I’m busy” when I didn’t hear a reply, I continued to work
I was awakened when I heard a thud. I immediately ran to the living room. I saw Kris lying on the floor. I silently approach him
“Kris.” I whisper
He shifts and groans
“why are you sleeping on the couch?”
“hmm?” he rubs his eyes and suddenly pulls me so that I lie on his chest “I’m waiting for you” he hugs me
“Kris, get up. Let’s go to bed” I try to push myself off him
“too sleepy. Sleep here” I can feel his even breathing
-end of flashback-
I was lifted up from my thoughts when a car stopped in front of me
“hey beautiful, time to go home” Kris says as he open the door
“what do you want for dinner?” I ask him
“whatever it is you want to cook. I’m okay with it” he kisses my forehead
Kris has been sweet to me. He was not afraid of showing his affection towards me. It was as if he really loves me. He would call just to ask if I’ve already eaten and if I haven’t he would suddenly show up in my office with food.
Sweet and loving Kris is strange but familiar. He was like this when we were in high school.
I didn’t know what happened. The last thing I remembered was I was inside my office reading reports. And now I find myself in a hospital bed, wearing a hospital gown and have an IV hooked to me. I look around and my eyes immediately land on Kris’ figure sleeping on the chair next to me
“Kris.” my voice cracked
Kris immediately jumps up “are you okay? Does it hurt somewhere? Do I call a nurse?”
“press the buzzer” I was trying to supress my laugh. He looks funny when he doesn’t know what to do
Kris presses the buzzer
“how long was I out?” I ask him
“10 hours” he says
“will you calm down? Take a seat. I want to know what happened”
“the doctor said you were exhausted and over fatigued. You weren’t eating well too. That’s why you passed out” he glares at me
I just sighed
“I filed a resignation letter for you with 1 week notice. You are not working anymore.” He kisses my forehead
“but –”
“no buts. I don’t want you getting sick.” He stands when the nurse enters
Sigh. No use of fighting against an angry and worried Kris.
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