Chapter 22: A jar full of Vinegar part II

"-you can't be serious! A wife?! That girl you held hands to?! I waited for you- you though I never loved you?! How could you be this cruel to me. Tell me your answer, Nolan"

Those words brought confusion on me, yet it was hurtful at the same time.

Am I really that unfit for him? Is he that far to reach, his world too different and vast for someone like me?

And who is this girl?

She and Nolan were talking, or should I say arguing about some matter. After hearing her words, I could see Nolan sneering at her and then he walked away, leaving the woman to collapse in tears.

She was beautiful, innocent face of an angel while her body was overflowing with seductiveness and charm. Her hair was luscious black and her skin was nearly translucent, the quivering of her red ruby lips and her brown seductive doe eyes brought nothing but pure temptation to any men who would see her.

Looking at myself, I sighed, I am only average, no to the point I could topple down city's due to my beauty, but the average one where anyone could see in the crowd.

Nothing special.

"Ma'am?" The voice of the maid behind me startle me, and I unconsciously look at them.

"I think I should go to my room, I'm still in pain, please tell my father-in-law that I am unwell"

"Is that so Mrs. Cohen? Then I'll be sure to tell Mr. Cohen" The maid accompany me up to my room, my mind still blank from the vents that happened. Meanwhile, my thoughts and bitter feelings are tucked away from the deepest back of my mind.

Shutting my eyes, I welcome the familiar greeting of darkness and embraced it.

...

My eyes flew open when I felt that someone was caressing my face. Eyes still blinking from the mist on my sleep, I open it wide only to be shocked at Nolan's close up face.

"N-Nolan!"

"Hmm?" His low voice awaken my still in shock mind as I fumble away from him, only to be held by my ankle and then a shriek is followed coupled by his hard, passionate kiss.

"Mmm.....No...Nolan..uhn.." Murmuring his name between kisses, I could feel his hand traveling up to my legs and then I remember him arguing with a woman.

"Nolan...stop.....wait....Nolan!"

I immediately pushed him when he started to grope my breast, his eyes still hazy from his sudden impulsive emotions.

"I-I saw y-you!"

He was looking at me like I'm a child saying random things. If I really wasn't angry at him, I would tilt my head like an innocent deer but now, I'm fuming mad.

"You and that....that beautiful woman!"

With my cheeks puffed up and my eyes turned teary, I definitely look like a chipmunk with acorns inside her mouth. Hearing his chuckles, I couldn't help but angrily claw him in his face in which he took easily.

"My, my, is our little kitten reeks from the smell of vinegar?"

His teasing made me even more angrier, and when he was still laughing his heart out, I immediately took action and bit his hands. Like a dog, I bit into his hands like it was a bone, but unfortunately, my mouth isn't that strong to with hold his strong muscular arms and ended up crying again.

"Eiri? What-Uhh....I'm.....I'm sorry so...uhh.....don't cry anymore okay?" With his face up close on mine, the warmth of his fingertips wipe away my tears as well as my pain bit by bit.

I continued to cry for half an hour until I could feel my eyes stung from too much crying. Meanwhile, Nolan was still holding me in his arms, the single size bed was too small for his long figure and he embraced me in order to accommodate his body size.

"Tell me what's wrong?" His gentle tone made me teared up again but I with stand it, not wanting to appear to him like a baby.

"It's just......I'm so sorry....I'm such a crybaby"

"That's fine, you're my baby anyways. My big crybaby" He teased me once more in which I returned with a smile.

"So.....mind telling me whose this 'beautiful' woman you're talking about?"

My face stiffen as I clench the hands underneath the cover. Gazing towards him like a wronged puppy, I tried to divert his attention to my pleading eyes.

"It won't work on me" I look away again, annoyed at what he said.

"I don't...I don't really know her. You two seem...."

"She's a person from the past....no need to worry about her anymore"

He hugged me once again and gently tuck my head onto his neck. The familiar scent of his made me sleep and relaxed, but only my body have, not my heart.

Worry? The right term should be afraid.