....Our eyes met and I saw that look of passionate hatred burning in your eyes and that's the moment I understood, nothing is the same anymore...
Evelyn POV:-
I stood still as the cold droplets of water drenched my petite form. I shivered at the coldness of the water. My heart was beating so fast.
“Calm down, Evelyn, Calm down.”
I put my hand over my chest to calm my anxious self. I was worried for nothing. I looked at the floor as a tear released itself followed by a stream of them.
No matter how much of a great husband Lawrence is, I still can't give him the love and affection he deserves. I sniffed and wiped my tears.
"Just be normal and act like Adrian is nothing but your Brother-In-Law."
I scold myself for thinking about Adrian. I won't let this happen. I will think only about Lawrence and no one else.
After spending quite a while in the shower, I wore the clothes Lawrence gave me.
Unwanted convulsions emerge from my body when I realize that I am wearing Lawrence’s clothes and in Lawrence’s room and using his bathroom.
“Oh Lord, please help me.”
Now my whole being is connected to him.
‘Is marriage so powerful that it makes you think about the person you never thought that way before?’
We both are bound to each other and gonna help each other. Somewhere in my heart, I want my marriage to work. Like, No person wants her marriage to be annulled unless the situation requires it.
I took a final deep breath and walked out with a flushed face. I have worn shorts before, So why am I getting nervous?
Lawrence's shirt was too long for me, it reached to my thighs almost hiding the boxer. It made me feel like I am wearing nothing but this shirt.
"Lawrence..." My embarrassed form called him.
He was sitting on the sofa with one leg over the other, rubbing his temples.
His coat was thrown on the other side, his tie was also missing, his hairs were messy. He looked at me with those exquisite green eyes.
‘God, he looks so dominant right now. Is he gonna do something?’
“Hmm?” He looked at me for a second and turned his head away with an expressionless reaction.
“Is it fine?” I asked innocently, thinking he might not like the way I looked.
“As long as you're comfortable in it.” He shrugged nonchalantly.
He stood up as my heart stopped for a second.
He walked closer as I closed my eyes thinking he might be coming for me. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Lawrence walking past me and entering the bathroom.
“Oh…” I sighed in relief when I heard the sound of the door being closed.
I opened the closet and took out a hanger and hung my wedding dress. I arranged my jewelry as well. I went to the closet again and looked at Lawrence's clothes.
A black suit jacket with a black shirt and with a fancy tie caught my eye. It was eye-catching but I have never seen him wearing it.
I wonder how perfectly it would suit him. I was about to close the closet but then I heard a voice.
"Are you alright with sharing the closet with me or do you want a closet of your own?" Lawrence said.
I turned away and met his emerald eyes. He was looking at me with raised eyebrows, vexed about my comfort. Water was dripping from his skin with a towel over his head.
He was getting so concerned about every little thing. Wanting to be sure that I am comfortable enough being with him.
"Oh, Uh, I-I don't mind sharing the closet.." I stuttered, averting my gaze from his appealing features. I admit when was always handsome but when did he become… tempting?
He looked at me with a bewildered expression and sighed, "Look, Evelyn, You don't have to be scared, You know it, I will never hurt you.”
“I know you don't want it but you don't have to hide your feelings. Be the usual Evelyn, Everything is fine. There's nothing to fear, I am with you. Please believe me.." Lawrence said reassuringly and I swear you can never find a husband as sweet as him.
And that's the thing making me feel low that I can't adore you like that. Even if I try to love you, It could never be enough.
As for my feelings, This is the real me, I am shy. I looked away and said.
"I am fine. It's just everything happened quickly. I am trying to cope with it. I will be fine And I am my usual self." I said the last line in a slightly angered tone.
He laughed a little, "Okay, Whatever you say." He said as we both walked out.
I walked to the bed and looked at Lawrence, even though the thought of sleeping with him made my very soul tremble.
Lawrence ran his hand through his raven locks and sat on the sofa. He grabbed a blanket and was about to lay there.
"Lawrence, You don't have to. The bed is big enough for both of us." I said. I don't want him to sleep on the sofa nor myself.
"No, it's alright. You sleep on the bed. I am fine here." He said with a smile.
"But Lawrence, It's uncomfortable to sleep there." I tried to reason with him. He can't always sleep on the sofa.
"Evelyn, Please try to understand. I don't want to..." Lawrence said trailing off. I have known Lawrence ever since my childhood.
Even though he is a chivalrous man, he has a short temper and can easily lose himself to his desires. I nodded in agreement and let him sleep on the sofa.
If he is saying that he knew that he might do something to me without my consent. That's why I agreed.
I still remember that day when Lawrence called me urgently to his home.