Chapter 170: The Picture
Tony observed her. She was blabbering without even looking at him. She was working fast in cleaning up the room though. She was someone who couldn’t bear untidiness, after all.
Why would she allow that woman to cause such a mess?
Within ten minutes, the clothes were all replaced. She color-coordinates her outfits on the hanger and she knew where each dress went. He found that capability of hers a little scary. He would appreciate it if she lent that superpower of hers to help with his papers though. He loses track of where he kept his things.
Watching her, his anger reduced bit by bit. Although she was lying through her teeth, her eyes conveyed her true feelings. She was sad. He did not want her sad. He decided not to pursue this issue.
How many times has she forgiven him? The worst thing she did was to let the woman she thinks as a friend, inside their bedroom. Okay, he didn’t like it even if he put it that way, but he can let it pass. He can forgive her. Yes, she broke her promise. He made her promise for her sake and if she was not listening, then she would have to learn the hard way.
Still, he didn’t like her being a pushover for that woman. He hoped that she discerned the inherent evil in that woman without getting affected much. Whenever it was, she still had him. He was not going to blame her; he would lend her his shoulder, that day she gets her heart broken by that woman.
His mind reached peace when he thought along that line. He wondered how easy it was for her to forgive him and now understood how she could. Letting go of negative feelings is pretty liberating.
He picked up the squished flowers on the rug and took a look. He recognized those were her prized roses. It would have been better if she had left them on the plant itself. Too bad they got ruined.
Marcella got the flowers from his hand. When she threw it in the trash, he saw the pain in her eyes. She was not pleased with everything, he could understand. He had a feeling that she would not let that woman inside their bedroom again.
Sometimes, pain is needed to learn a lesson.