How To Get A Divorce From A Billionaire ?

Episode 20

When i woke up the next day i found Eliyas already awake as his habit of waking up early, he was working too per his habit of working all day long.. The only difference was that this silly man was using his phone instead of his laptop to work because i previously said his laptop was prohibited in the bed, when i opened my eyes i found him struggling in his attempt to zoom in and out to read the files.

I felt somehow guilty about it.

_" you're awake?" He asked.

_"hmm.. I'll go have a shower and then i'll go cook us something for breakfast, we only had take outs for days"

He nodded in agreement with a wide smile.

The reason for my sudden generosity being the mentioned above: feeling guilty.

Actually not only that, ever since that man moved in i was free loading on him in the matter of eating, since he has much more budget for food than the one i can afford, the food he ordered daily was exceptionally delicious and nutritious, not to mention that he always ordered 2 meals without asking whether i wanted to eat with him or not, so it was natural of an economic woman such us myself to help him correct this wasting attitude of his by eating the extra box he ordered.

We shared two meals daily: breakfast and dinner, i had noticed that lately the meals he ordered were getting more generous in both quantity and quality, for example the dinner we had the previous day was a compilation of salads, 2 kinds of soups, a large sized main dish that i need two lines to mention all that it contained, and a fruit salad as a desert.

Although the meals were getting big.. My appetite was dropping even bigger ever since i met my mother, the previous day i reached my bottom line.. I casted the generous meal an indifferent look and then i said to him:

_" i won't help you finish the food today.. You eat it alone.. I'm not hungry."

So yes, a part of me was afraid that this wasteful man will end up buying a whole freaking restaurant's content of breakfast in an attempt to compensate the meal that i had skipped, and yes i'm not blind, i had long figured out that the source of his increasing generosity was mainly me.. Because i started to eat poorly lately, he probably thought i was just being picky and didn't like the food so he ordered more kinds of it.

Thereby, the additional reason for my decision to cook was: feeling grateful and indebted.

I soon picked clean pyjamas from the closet and i headed to the bathroom to have a long morning shower since it was a weekend before going to the kitchen to cook, While taking the shower i looked at my self in the mirror, being the woman that i am.. When looking at my reflexion in the mirror i didn't have philosophical questions such as the origins of universe or the primitiveness of the human heart, I only had one question that circled and twisted inside my head:

"Am i not tempting physically as a woman?"

Look at the situation from my perspective, i was living with this man who is lawfully my husband, alone, in a small place, for so many days.. Yet we were still living like a brother and a sister.

Don't get me wrong.. I would kick and push him away if he tried anything, but he usually is from the tricky kind of men who would attempt one thing or another even when refused, he unexpectedly haven't came near me ever since that time when i kissed him and then i told him to forget about it.

Looking at my self in the mirror i truly started to doubt my womanhood, honestly speaking i'm not what's so called "une femme fatale" .. I hardly raise to the category of "attractive" in my best looking way, since i have a baby face with thin features and sun kissed skin -Even my frame is small-, When people look at me they usually call me "cute".. If i wear less mature clothes they might as well call me: "little high school girl".