49 Chapter forty-nine: Party...with his sluty-bitchy Ex.

Madi's POV:

"Wow!" 

I smiled at Gabriel's reaction when I opened the door to my room. I can't describe the emotions in his eyes the way he looked at me from head to toe. I'm wearing a mermaid cut off-shoulder emerald long gown with a sweetheart neckline and a sexy high-slit on the right thigh.

"So, what do you think?" 

I asked him, smiling, but his eyes were still travelling from my cleavage. And I saw him gulped when it landed on my slit.

"Ahem! Ahm, excuse me, my eyes are here." I raised an eyebrow as I snapped my fingers to get his attention and back to my face.

"Oh! I'm sorry. What did you say?" 

"Tsk. tsk. Am I that sexy and beautiful for you that you didn't hear my question? I was asking you if what do you think of my outfit?"

He smiled and shook his head. "Perfect. You look gorgeous tonight, Madi," he said looking into my eyes and my breath instantly locked inside my throat.

"Only tonight?" 

"No, every day. You looked beautiful every day," he said seriously.

-'Then why can't you notice me?'- 

"Wow! I'm flattered, Mr husband. Don't worry, you're also looking good tonight. It's just that I don't know the other night, 'cause you're not staying here." I shrugged.

And before he could open his mouth... "Shall we?" 

He just smiled and took my hand as we started heading downstairs.

A gray Bugatti Chiron awaits us in the garage.

"Nice car." 

"Thanks. It's also for a nice woman." and he winked at me that caused my stupid heart to pound faster inside my chest.

It took thirty minutes to get to the party venue and it seemed that all the guests could have their say in life, business and politics based on their conversations. All the girls wore their most expensive gowns, while all the boys were dashing in their suits and tuxedos. 

There were also a lot of paparazzi outside the venue, but since we were surrounded by guards and his personal escorts, we entered the venue without interruption.

"Look who's here! The famous Gabriel Wilsons!" a man in his fifties made his way towards us and hugged Gabriel in a brotherly hug. 

"Mr Singson, how are you," Gabriel asked him.

"Always looking good, of course! And what about you? How's business?"

"Well, my business is still the same, but if you're going to ask how am I personally, I can say that I'm inspired and luckily in love."

"I'm proud of you for that. No wonder they called you 'the beast' in the business world. But wait! Who is this beautiful lady with you tonight, Gabriel?" the man turned to me and I smiled my most practiced smile.

"Well, this is Mrs Madielyn Wilsons, my beautiful wife," Gabriel said proudly and put his hand on my lower back.

"Wife? You're married?" shock was written all over the man's face.

"Yes, because I'm telling you, Mr Singson, having such a beautiful woman like her in my life, I really couldn't sleep at night without her bearing my last name."

"Oh, yeah. I believe in you." the man chuckled and took my hand and brought it to his lips. "It's nice to meet you, the gorgeous Mrs Wilsons." 

"Thank you, Sir."

"I hope your patience can last longer with this stubborn man next to you." I chuckled and he winked at me.

"Mr Singson, stop flirting with my wife." he playfully grabbed my hand from the man's grip and pulled me to his side.

"Have you seen that---such a beast, right?" he ignored Gabriel and kissed me on the cheek.

"Oh, God!" Gabriel grumbled and wiped my cheek with his knuckles, which caused me and Mr Singson to laugh at him.

After some greetings and blah..blah..blah... from Gabriel's friends and business colleagues, we finally found the celebrants. They were both from the same university and the same courses. He introduced me as his wife and the same with Mr Singson's reaction, they too were surprised by the news. The wife seemed kind and approachable. We talked for a while about their college days and how they fell in love with each other.

But if you think, all the guests were kind and will smile at you nicely, well that's big bullshit of a lie! This is why I don't go to parties like this, even at my mom's charity or whatever you may call it party in Florida, I always refused to go with her. There were so many faces smiling at you, but when you turned around, they would talk shit and spit behind you. Some of them raised their eyebrows at me when they heard that I am the wife of this famous Gabriel Wilsons. Well, since I don't know any of them, they can mind their own business as I'm going to face mine.

Ten minutes after the introduction and a lot of blah..blah..blah... the skinny woman in a fiery red dress walked into the venue. Almost all eyes turned to her when she entered.

But a sudden familiar pain stabbed me when I saw how Gabriel looked at her. I can't read any emotion in his eyes, because he's best at masking it and replacing it with his cold and serious demeanour.

She's walking alone and greeted by a few guests who certainly came from the same school as Gabriel. When she noticed him, she smiled sweetly at him that even ants could taste it.

"Hi, Gabby. How are you?" she asked him in her most flirtatious smile and kissed him on the cheek. She even batted her false eyelashes.

"I'm good, Stacey. How are you? Why were you alone?" I sighed inwardly when Gabriel smiled at her too. And I think I'm not in the right place to put myself between them.

"Well, yeah, you know I told you, Ray has been a jackass lately. And I'm so sad that I came here alone." I almost rolled my eyes when she wiped her fake tear.

"Ohh... let him be----" But Gabriel didn't finish his words when she cut him off and took his hands.

"But anyway, since you're here, I will not be alone. You're going to be my date tonight, right? You're here for me, I know that." she said with her all-out -- thirty-two pieces teeth-- smile.

But I didn't react or say anything. I just remained quiet. I waited for Gabriel to introduce me and it caused this 'slim-leech' woman in front of us to dropped her jaws.

"Oh, I'm sorry but I can't be your date tonight. I'm with my wife. Remember, Madi?"

She looked at me---no, she eyed me from head to toe and then smirked.

"You're kidding, Gabi. You seriously married her?" she asked him full of disgust as if she were referring to me as some kind of dirt.

"Yes, I married her and she's now my wife," Gabriel said proudly and a triumphant smile curled up against his lips after seeing his ex's reaction.

But I remained quiet again. Why? Because that was all his plan--- to make her jealous. And based on her reaction, I know she's hurt and although she knew how to mask her real emotions, her eyes couldn't lie.

-'Tss! The bitch!-'

"But why? Why did you marry her?" she whispered-yelled, stomping her foot.

"What do you mean, why? Because I love her!"

-'What a nice scene! Come on, show each other how bitter you both are!'-

"You don't love her, Gabi! Because I know you still love me!"

And this time, I snorted silently, rolling my eyes.

"Excuse me, Stacey, but I think I need to talk to 'my wife'," he emphasized the word wife and then he turned to me. "Love, I'm sorry about this." he faked his apology, but I can hint the slight irritation from his voice.

"Oh, are you done with your heartfelt conversation? Tsk.Tsk. It's okay love, you know I am an open-minded person." I shrugged.

He didn't say anything, but he grabbed me by the elbow and pulled me into a dark hallway, but still enough to see what kind of look he's giving me at the moment. He's glaring at me.

"What are you doing, Madi?" he asked me in a whispered-yell way.

"Nothing," I replied casually.

"Exactly! Why aren't you doing anything? Stacey's in front of us, but you remained quiet and relaxed?"

"And what do you want me to do?"

"Act as my wife in front of everyone, especially in front of her!"

"But I am, Gabriel! What do you think I am doing here if I wasn't playing as your wife?"

"Madi, that's not what I mean by an act!"

"Then tell me! Explain to me! You want me to kiss you and hug you every time she's near you?"

"Oh God!" he combed his hair in a frustrated manner. "Act as my wife! Be jealous in front of her! Show her that I am yours now and that she's just in the past!"

-'Are you really mine, Gabriel?'-

"Ohh... so that's what you want! You want me to become your possessive wife in front of everyone." I sneered. "Hmm... are you sure? Because I'm telling you, Gabriel, I don't know if I'll be able to stop myself when I started that role!" 

"Then go on! Be my wife! Get jealous and possessive over me! You can even kiss me and hug me if that's what makes our act real!"

"What if I tell you, that if I get annoyed with her fishy mouth, I can slap her with my heels?"

He chuckled before answering. "Then I won't stop you."

"I'm serious, Gabriel. You don't know what I can do to your flat-chested ex!" but he just chuckled again.

"I will be very proud of you love, no matter what."

"Are you---" but I didn't finish my question when he cupped both of my cheeks and kissed me on the lips.

-'That's it!'- 

I muttered to myself before pushing him and taking him back to the venue. 

-'Be ready, sluty bitch! Madi is here! What's for Madi, is only for Madi!'-