Chapter 3 Secrets

Peter never returned to the room that night. It was cold and I felt so uneasy. I didn't want him to be there with me particularly, but I needed someone, anyone to share the room with me.

I curled myself up on the bed, covering myself with the very thick duvet as though I wanted to squeeze out every iota of cold.

My heart raced, and I couldn't block the thoughts that kept flooding in.

"How do I forget about my one true love, Jerry?" I thought.

Jerry and I have been together for 2 years, and I have grown so attached to him.

I can't forget him. I love him. I adore him.

We made plans together.

He had to be out of town for a business trip for two months, and then here I am married to someone else.

"Oh poor Jerry" that was the last thing I said before I drifted into sleep.

I woke up to the piercing eyes of Peter directly on me. He was well dressed in a suit and a tie as though he was going for a very important occasion

I shifted quickly, jumping out of bed.

"Good morning" I said while looking down at my toes and peeling off my finger nails.

"Trust you slept well princess" he said looking at me as though he searched for the answer from my facial expression.

"I did, thanks" I said without raising my head to look at him.

"Good. Clean up and get dressed. I have a meeting and you're coming with me. And please wear something classy" he said squeezing his face.

"Okay, I will" I said as I moved quickly to the bathroom.

I haven't been so scared of anyone in my life as I was of Peter right now.

There's this repulsive force I feel when I'm with him. His voice sends painful chills down my spine giving me a spasm.

As I washed up in the bathroom, I prayed silently

"Dear God, please let all this go away. Wake me up from this dream, please God" .

God didn't seem to hear me or maybe I wasn't the kind of person God would associate with.

I stepped out of the bathroom to see Peter sitting on the bed.

"Why?" I thought

"I would like to change into my clothes,can you please excuse me?" I asked with a shaky voice, uncertain of what his response or reaction would be.

"Excuse me, I should leave the room?" He asked.

Without waiting for my response, he added

"You're my wife and I don't see a reason why I can't see your body"

He started moving towards me, as he got to where I was, he took off the towel from my body.

And for few minutes,he stood staring at me as though he had never seen a woman naked before.

"Hurry up. Get dressed" he said finally as he returned to sit on the bed.

I searched through the wardrobe until I found something.

A red gown with little roses at the breast region. It had a very long slit that exposed most part of my thighs. It had a perfect fit on me, exposing my cleavages and giving me a perfect figure.

Peter seemed to love this outfit, but he said nothing. He simply just threw glances at me as I did my makeup.

"I'm done" I said turning to look at him.

For the first time since last night, I looked him in the eye. I could see the admiration in his eyes, but there was something else.

I couldn't quite decipher at the moment what it was, but it was pretty obvious by the end of the day what it was.

"Beautiful, now let's go" he said

I was reluctant at first, but on a second thought, I followed him.

"Don't worry about breakfast, we'd be served at the meeting " he said as we stepped into one of his cars.

For a young man, he had a lot of cars. I was impressed. I couldn't help but admire him.

I still don't like him, I just admired his wealth.

"Good morning sir. Good morning ma, can I move now??" The driver asked.

"Morning Chris, sure move the car please " Peter responded.

As we drove, I couldn't help but notice that Chris was constantly staring at me. I couldn't understand why.

"He is a young man after all, he probably just admires the wife of his boss" I thought.

I brushed off the thought and focused my gaze on the beautiful things I saw on the road as we drove by.

"Chris can you make a diversion here? I need to pick up something at the mart" Peter said.

"Yes sir" Chris responded and diverted.

We got to the mart, and Chris pulled up. Peter stepped out of the car, without saying a word to me or Chris.

As we waited, I noticed again that Chris was staring at me. This time I stared back, not shifting my gaze.

As I stared at him, I noticed all the beautiful features on his face. His perfect nose, his well carved eyebrows and well trimmed hair.

"You're really beautiful " Chris said at last after what seemed like a lifetime of stares.

I said nothing, I just stared at him unsure of how to respond.

"Do you love him?" He asked again this time, I could sense the concern in his voice.

I raised a brow as I stared at him. At that point, I felt the tears coming.

Before I could stop it, it dropped. Immediately,I wiped it off and shifted my gaze to the glass window the car staring into blank space.

Peter came almost immediately, and the journey continued.

At the meeting, everyone looked sophisticated. I figured that was why Peter wanted me to dress classy.

I knew nothing about what was being discussed, but I sat still as the wife of the CEO.

At the end of the meeting, there were so many meets and greets. Everyone was smiling at each other and probably me, I was unsure.

"Hello I'm Clara" someone walked up to me with a very beautiful and wide smile.

Before I could respond, Peter stepped in.

"Hi Clara, you've met my wife, Lila. I'm so sorry she can't spend a little more time with you, we have to leave for other engagements" Peter said hastily as he dragged me away.

I turned back to look at Clara as he dragged me away. She had this very mean look on her face.

We stopped to greet few other people. I sighted Chris from a distance speaking with Clara. They seemed to be discussing about Peter and I.

"I need to ease myself" I said breaking off from Peter's hold.

I hurried to the convenience wishing and hoping that Clara would come after me.

Clara didn't come for me, so I got tired of waiting and stepped out.

As I opened the door, I saw Clara outside, hands akimbo. She said nothing to me .

"Hi Clara" I called.

She brought out her card and handed it over to me

"There are so many things you don't know about your husband and I'm willing to share with you " she said as she laughed.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Call me" she replied. And just then, Peter showed up.

He seemed really displeased, so I hid the card that Clara gave me. He walked towards us and dragged me away from Clara.

I could sense that what Clara had to tell me was really important and tense.

"To the car now!" Peter yelled.

I obeyed and scurried away.

Through the ride home, Peter said nothing to me, he just looked away most of the times.

"What could be so wrong?" I wondered.

I was determined to call Clara to find out.