Taming My Arrogant Husband

Chapter 115: Her secret admirer

Scratching the back of his neck, his lips curled into a shy smile.

"I have already eaten those words, haven't I?" He paused for a second, staring me in the eye. "I know I

love you then, but I just don't have enough courage to tell you. You're so smart and stubborn that

sometimes you could almost eat me alive with your smart mouth."

Tss! Stubborn and smart mouth!

"But you were the one who always had bad comments and horrible words towards me!"

"I know, sweetheart, and I'm so sorry. Back then, I had to be like that, dominant and arrogant in front of

you because in case you didn't know, I was so afraid of talking to you. You have a sweet and sharp

tongue the white always kept me in place, you always made my mouth shut. And during those

moments, I had to deny my true feelings because I was afraid that when you discover it, you might

leave this marriage."

"That's why you had to pretend to be my secret admirer?" He nodded.

"Yes, my fear of rejection was eating me and thinking about losing you was too much to handle."

"But how did you get the T.M. initials when your name starts with D and K?"

He smiled... the smile that makes my stomach churn and seems to form a tornado inside.

"You must be the first to know what it means, mia moglie." (My wife)

"Y-You know what mia moglie means?" My eyes widened.

"Si, tesoro, so cosa significa mia moglie. Quindi, dovresti anche sapere cosa significa T.M." (Yes,

sweetheart, I know what mia moglie means. So, you should also know what T.M means.)

"Oh, my God!" I exclaimed loudly. Surprised written on my face. I really wanted to throw my arms over

his neck and scream in excitement that he can now finally speak and understand Italian but, his last

word weighed much in my head.

Mia moglie. I repeat those two words silently. I am his wife. He is my husband. Mia moglie means my

wife in english and my husband means mio marito in Italian. Mio marito has M.M initials which also

stands for my husband, but what is T.M? Argh! Why am I so slow----

"Sweetheart, it's okay." He chuckled. "I am your husband so T.M means----"

I got it!

I didn't give him the chance to finish what he was saying as I grabbed his collar and sealed his lips in a

sweet and passionate kiss. I couldn't contain the happiness that filled me when he responded to that

kiss.

"Whoah!" the reaction that comes from the people around us, but I just ignored them and continued

what I was doing.

Who would have thought that the mysterious guy who has been sending me flowers and presents for

the past few months and the person standing in front of me is the same?

Who would have thought that the question had been buried in me for a long time, now has finally

answered?

"Wow! What was that for, sweetheart?" He asked when I let go of his lips.

"Your husband." I smiled. "T. M. means Tuo marito which means your husband, am I right, Mr. Kelley?"

"You are absolutely right, Mrs. Kelley." he said flashing me a wide smile.

I looked for my Mom in the crowd and found her wiping her tears. I smiled. A smile that held emotion

and a thousand words that only my Mom could understand.

Finally, I've already fulfilled my promise to her and Dad, that I will find a way to take and keep my man.

The man who once judged me, treated me like I was nothing and made my life an annoying hell... but

also the man who changed my perception of life. The one who helped me the most and supported me

during my downfall. The first person who captured my heart, made me fall in love and the reason

behind my tears, smiles, laughter and joy in life.

She nodded at me before throwing a silent 'I love you' in the air. And when I looked back on the man

who was holding my hand, suddenly the sequence of events of the last few days rushing back to my

head... from the morning he started to ignore me, the time we almost had a fight, the board meeting he

told me he had to attend to and the call he received from Chloe, was that even true?

"I know you're going to explain all this to me later, but I just wanna know if you really had a board

meeting that morning when I talked to you about---' (I paused as suddenly I felt uncomfortable asking

him that topic since all eyes and ears were on us) '---you know what I'm saying."

I shrugged, trying to control the blush that's slowly creeping into my face, but with the smirk he gave

me didn't help me do it.

"No, sweetheart."

"What do you mean with no?"

"I don't have a board meeting that day."

"Ohh... you lied to me."

"I'm sorry---"

"How about the phone call? I mean, I ran to your office that morning and was supposed to give you

lunch, but your secretary told me you cancelled the meeting when Chloe Enriquez called you. Was it

true that you immediately come to her and you're with her these past few days?" I raised an eyebrow.

Tss! Jealousy strikes me.

But this time, he pulled me into a hug and chuckled on my back. I bit my lip as I felt the vibrations of his

chest as he laughs.

"No, sweetheart, of course not!" He still has a mischievous grin when he released me and held both my

cheeks. "As long as I wanted to say yes and tease you, but seeing the beast in your eyes makes me

want to tuck my tail behind me. The one who called me that morning was one of my engineers who had

an accident while he's driving his way towards the site so, as I said earlier, I just spend those days

here, supervising the final touches of this house."

"But why did your secretary tell me ---"

"I asked her not to tell you when you call the office or when you visit me."

"So, it's not true! Why did you have to instruct them not to tell me the truth? You really wanted me to

feel worried, are you?"

"No, sweetheart, I didn't mean to make you worry, I only wanted you to make jealous."

"Huh?" I gasped. Argh--- this man! "Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah." He grinned, nodding.

"Ahh... so you only wanted me to feel jealous." I repeat, nodding. "What if I told you I felt jealous at that

time and I wanted to peel your ex-girlfriend, do you think I would make you happy?"

He chuckled, including all the guests watching our conversation. "Yup... very happy. At least now I

know how much you love me and you're ready to kill my ex-girlfriend just to keep me." He winked which

caused me to roll my eyes.

But there's more...

I slowly turned to Nanay Emily, Rian and Craig.

"Nanay Emily, don't tell me you knew his plan?"

She nodded.

"Oh, my!" I exclaimed surprised. Now I understand her weird behaviour these past few days. "Craig, NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

how about the flowers that Daniel sends me every morning? Do you know about it--- I mean, when did

you know that he is T.M.?"

"Oops!" He muttered, then bit his lower lip. That's only a sign that he wants to say something but he's

just hesitating.

"Craig Castello!"

"IknewitalreadybeforeyourhusbandfollowedyoutoItaly."

"What?" I frowned. "What the hell are you talking about? Can you fix your tongue?"

Smiling awkwardly... "I said I knew it already before Daniel decided to follow you to Italy three months

ago."