Chapter 50: Let’s keep our marriage a secret for now.
Theodore looked up and met her gaze, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Breakfast is ready," he declared. "Come on. Let’s start eating." He gestured towards the table with a slight tilt of his head.
Bella instinctively placed a hand on her stomach, the fluttering intensifying instead of calming. As she walked towards the table, the delicious aroma of bacon and scrambled eggs filled her senses.
He pulled out a chair for her, and she sat down, smiling at him.
"Thank you for bringing the documents," she murmured. "It means the world to me."
Theodore took his seat opposite her, returning her smile. "That’s okay," he said, spreading butter on a slice of bread. "I told you I’d take care of everything. Now," he continued, his gaze holding hers, "you should think about resigning from Brico. My wife doesn’t need to work there. Instead, you should focus on your passion, your fashion design dreams."
Bella’s hand, reaching for the scrambled eggs, froze in mid-air. "Why do you want me to resign?" she asked, curious.
His reply was swift and clipped. "Because you’re my wife. Why would you need to work there?"
Bella offered a hesitant shrug. "Theodore, please don’t take me wrongly. I don’t want to be just... your wife. I want to make my own identity on myself."
"Of course," he said, his tone placating. "I also want you to make your identity, follow your dreams, and work hard. But to do that, you need to leave Brico first."
Bella shook her head, her resolve firm. "I will, but not now," she said decisively.