Royal Ceo by Seerat Kaur (the best novels to read .TXT) 📕

     "You shouldn't leave him like this. You weren't bothered about anyone." She complained. 

     "I felt broken. I didn't want him to find me. I couldn't talk to you. " I told her. 

    "You chose to run away," She glared at me. 

    "Move on from this topic,' I said. 

    " I'm trying. But you've hurt us a lot. Particularly, your husband. He loves you," Her voice turned soft. 

     "Not anymore," I said in a sad tone. 

     "Love never dies, Sienna. He still loves you. He brought you home back, "

     "Because I'm pregnant,'' I told her. 

     " He knew this before you knew it. Indeed, we all. So don't do this. You'll hurt him more by saying this." 

     "First, he couldn't keep his hand away from me. Now, he doesn't even look at me." My chest clenched. 

      "Because, you've hurt him, girl. Now stop crying and do something to persuade him." She suggested. 

      "I don't know what to do." 

     She sighed looking at me, "Give him a surprise,"

     I lifted my brows, "Cook for him, A romantic date," She suggested. 

     "Well! It sounds stupid." I said. 

     "It's not stupid." She rolled her eyes. 

    I breathed in deeply and nodded my head. I could do this. 

                   Confess my love! 

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                    He made me forget the world. When he was upset with me. I didn't know how to persuade him. I had lunch with my family. He was talking to someone on the phone. I couldn't quite hear. I was far from my habit of eavesdropping. That just happened. I wasn't particularly that type of person who heard others talking. He's my husband. I felt right on him. There was always time to get life in order. 

       Wringing my hands, I craned my neck as I could see through the phone to find out who he was talking to. 

               Ridiculous! 

       I was trying to convey a hint. But what for? I wasn't aware yet. I cast a brilliant smile in his way when I thought he was about to turn to me. But he pocketed his phone and glanced down at his wristwatch. 

      Aerial's advice was hovering in my mind. 

      "Um, why are you still wearing a suit?" I asked. It seemed ridiculous. But I needed something to talk to him about. I got only this. I'm nervous. 

      "I have a meeting," He simply said, walking toward the glass table and picking up a black file that was placed in front of his laptop. 

      I was trying to be a peacemaker. He wasn't giving attention to me, "I don't want you to go," Heat rushed through my chest. I inhaled deeply bracing for what was coming to me.   

      He glanced at me. I glimpsed shock on his features. He schooled his expression immediately when he found me looking back at him. His mind must have stopped processing for a second. He must not have expected this. 

      "You don't like me around you. If you've forgotten that." He said, sitting in front of his laptop on the couch. 

      "I never said that," I whispered remorsefully. 

      "I'm getting late. See you at breakfast," He grabbed his laptop and files. He got on his feet without glancing at me. 

      "God bless your heart," I said, taunting. 

      Pausing, he glanced at me. He arched his dark eyebrows. I giggled and shot my hand over my mouth, but I was unable to stifle the sound behind my hand.

      The corners of his lips slightly turned up. He whirled on the ball of his heels and trot out of the room. 

      At least, I was able to pull a slight smile on his face. 

      My heart screamed to go behind him. I didn't realize I was already on my feet. Should I do this? I didn't want him to accuse me of chasing him. If he caught me... What would he do? Nothing. It would broaden his smile or frown. Depend on him. It's not in my hands. I thought about flirting with my husband. I could easily escape naming them mood swings. I smirked at my own thinking. But I was not joking. I wanted everything on track. I wanted him to take care of me as he used to do before. 

       I took the stair, climbed down hurriedly. 

  "Sienna, what's wrong with you?" He shouted from the hall, staring up at me. 

      My heart began to thud. Gradually, I took a step down, "I'm climbing down the stairs." I said, showing it wasn't a big deal. I forgot that I was pregnant. I needed time to get used to it. I was new to this. 

      "There's the staff. You don't need to come downstairs. And don't run. You'll hurt yourself." He chided me. 

      I just glanced at him, "I forgot. I shouldn't walk down in a hurry." I said. 

      He slithered his hand in his hair, kept his eyes on me, "Do you need anything?" He asked. 

      "Yes, I don't want you to go," I told him. 

     He glanced at me for a second and he shook his head. I wasn't certain it was for my demand or for rushing downstairs, "Get back to your room and rest," He said. 

      "That's your room, too." I rolled my eyes. 

      "That's your room. I'll shift my things to the next suite.' He said. 

      His words angered me. If he didn't want me. I wouldn't stay in his house. I got it. I deserved his punishment, " That's not my room. I'm going to live with my uncle. F*** off!" I shouted out of my lungs. How dare he! 

      I spun and climbed the stairs. He didn't want me. Fine, he wouldn't see my face. Why did he bring me back home? If he had a problem with me. 

      I opened the cupboard. Then I realized I didn't bring anything with me. I would buy new clothes. I did not need anything from him. 

      When I turned. He was standing in the doorway, staring at my back, "I'm sending my driver with you," His words aggravated me.