Chapter 30


    Chris pulled out the file that he had been looking for for the past ten minutes out. In other days, he


    would have been frustrated and have his personal assistant look for it. But not today. Today was


    special to him. Today was the happiest day in his life if he could still remember an happy one since he


    met Maya.


    Of course, hurting her didn''t make him happy. Instead, it made him want more. He just guessed that''s


    how it is with revenge. You do one mistake to revenge and you be addicted. Addicted to an extent


    of not thinking anything else apart from revenge. And that, that was something he never wanted to feel


    again. He had learned his lesson the hard way if you asked him.


    Chris sat down and opened the file. He wanted to be sure that everything was okay before taking it. He


    was pleased with the document. He was pleased with himself too. He was happy. Atst she forgave


    him and the smile in his face wasn''t about to be wiped off.


    Just then, the door opened and his friend walked in. He wore blue pants that reflected the color of his


    eyes. His ck shirt could make him more handsome than he was. This made Chris travel down the


    line when they were still teenager.


    They had be friends with Wesley when he saved him from bulling and they were in grade sses.


    From then, they had be friends but at first, Wesley was more of a bodyguard than a friend. Then,


    they got to know each other and they were all best friends.


    In highschool, they''re the popr guys along with other three guys which he hadn''t seen in about five


    years now. The untouchable cute guys in highschool. Their group didn''t involve bulling like all the


    popr people do.


    That wasn''t them since they all under gone it in their primary school. Either being bullied or saving a


    friend or a kid from it. So them being handsome as people called them, they had all the privilege to


    have all types of girls their way. But with Wesley, he just wanted one night stand and that was all. To


    him,mitted wasn''t his thing and that made Chris think that it was just in highschool.


    But the guy never changed. He never got to any kinda a rtionship with anyone and before he sleeps


    with any woman, he makes sure that she knows where she stands.


    "With the way your grinning, I''m guessing things went wellst night."


    Wesley pulled a seat and kept on staring at his friend who was grinning like a fool. Thest time he did


    that, well it was seven months ago. The day he kissed Maya on his stage. Yes Maya. The woman that


    he is married to and the one he used of making his life a leaving hell.


    That day he could stop himself from grinning as he told her how she felt like in his arms. His tongue in


    her mouth and him rubbing her inner lip. That had made Wesley thing that his friend had a boner


    thinking of the woman he had met at that time just for a few minutes.


    Wesley had joked of looking for her and having a no strings attached rtionship but the look Chris


    gave him was enough to say he was just joking. But to his surprise, Chris didn''t take it lightly at all


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    which left him wondering if he truly loved Kimberly as he made everyone else think.


    Thinking of Maya, he also has to apologize. That girl trusted him like a big brother yet he let her down.


    He allowed her to wear the clothes that Kimberly had offered her during the fashion show without telling


    her she was the mistress of her husband. What else do you call a woman having an affair with a


    married man?


    At that time he had only thought of what was good for the business. For once in his life he put money


    first over a human feelings. He did hurt her and he knew it. Then on their honeymoon, he didn''t stop


    Chris from taking Kimberly along. It''s not like he had any idea. He just found outte and that made him


    get mad at Chris.


    He had to apologize just like Chris did and if she did forgive Chris, then he was sure she would forgive


    him too...


    "I''m so happy Wes," Chris cut through his thoughts. "Maya finally forgave me. She even spoke to me,


    Wes. I''m the happiest man on this."


    "Wow!! I''m really happy for you, my friend. Tell me, what did you do?"


    Chris locked his gaze with him, "Nothing, I did nothing. I mean I only made us dinner and the rest is


    history."


    "I never thought that the way to woman''s heart is through food. I thought that was for men."


    "Haha... Very funny Wes. The important thing is that we''re okay. I can walk around telling everyone how


    happy I am."


    Wesley smiled at his friend, "how about you walk at the lobby for starters and shout for everyone to


    here you out."


    Chris got up from his seat with a smile that never fade away. He took the file in his hands and walked


    around from his desk. He looked at his friend for a while.


    That wasn''t a bad idea at all but he wasn''t about to tell the world that his marriage had been a doom


    until yester night. To them, they''re the cutest couple in time and it would stay that way till death.


    Wait, did you just say death? You''ve seven months till your divorce, Chris.


    Seven months. Seven months for him to make her feel happy. Seven months for him to tell her that he


    care for her. Seven for them to be best of friends. Seven for him to learn from her also. To know


    about her life although he knew also everything. For him to know her likes and dislikes. To make jokes


    and for them tough them off. For his to know if she and Mr. Ambrose are just friends and if yes, was


    she nning to take it to the next step?


    Seven months. That is what he had to prove his worth to her. To have her call him the first person in


    case of emergency and not Mr. Ambrose. To have her tell him her fear in life and give her advice where


    he could. That was his work for seven months. Just like in Bible, where seven meansplete. He


    wouldplete his work and also his marriage to Maya.


    "Give me Maya''s number," he asked his friend remember that he didn''t have her number.


    Wesley looked at him, "you mean for six months you''ve known Maya you don''t know her number?" He


    saw how confused his friend was, "yes, six Chris. Remember the one month that you had to appear to


    public every now and then to show them how much ''in love'' you were?" He quoted the in love word in


    the air. "That still counts Chris. And my God, how much did you hate this girl?"


    "I know next you''ll call me an idiot and I''ve to admit, I did hate her or thought I did. I don''t know I''m


    confused myself," Chris rubbed the back of his neck. "But I''m making everything go back to normal. I


    mean having a normal marriage like every other couples out there."


    "Yeah," Wesley got up from his seat. "And I''m happy for you but I''m not giving you her number.


    Anyway, what happened to that rule that whoever gets a girls number first the other has to leave her for


    the hero?"


    Chris pointed a figure at him. "You stay away from my wife. Are you giving me the damn number?" He


    was creaking his jaws now.


    "Chill out man," Wesley lifted his hands in surrender. "Don''t be that possessive of her or she will freak


    out. As for her number it''s up to you to ask her."


    Chris rxed and put on his smile back in his face. If his best friend didn''t want to help him, then he


    could do it on his own. With no ones help. After all, he was Chris freaking Rollins. The guy who goes


    for whatever he wants. He didn''t start apany which is a millionaire just to fail in women. He could


    do it as long has he set his mind on it. And having her number wasn''t that hard. Was it?


    "I thought that nothing would take that grin of off your face today."


    Chris looked at his friend. He thought so too. But it disturbed him when another guy talked about Maya.


    Even his damn best friend. He didn''t know why but it kinda hurt when he saw her prefer other men over


    him. Like today, she had called her friend to drive her to the hospital instead of asking him. Then, when


    he thought he could taste those lips for the third time in his life, the bastard had to walk in on them. He


    didn''t even knock her door for that matter.


    And what did he call her? Cupcake? Who calls a woman that way? Apparently him. He had called her


    that when he said his goodbye to her. But she blushed. He saw it or may that''s what he wanted to see.


    Maybe he had imagined it. Maybe he could call her that and see her reaction again. Just to be sure.


    "You just did that."


    Wesleyughed, "it wasn''t me. It was your wife''s name."


    "As much as I want to argue with you, I''ve a busy day today. As we spoke, take care of everything


    here."


    Wesley looked at him with curious eyes, "where are you going anyway?"


    Chris took a deep breathe. He felt like he was sounding like a broken record so far with Wesley. He told


    him everything this morning when he was upstairs before he took Maya to work. If it wasn''t for the file


    he had forgotten at work yesterday, he wouldn''t even havee to the building.


    "I thought I told you that I''ll be in the studio the whole morning. And then I''ll take Kimberly for lunch and


    after that we''ll hang out together."


    "I thought after you talked to Maya, Kimberly will be out of picture."


    Chris looked at his friend like he had grown horns. How was he supposed to be done with Kimberly?


    They had been in a rtionship for years although no one in the public knew. That is how she wanted it


    and it''s how he made it. Besides, it was a good thing if you asked him.


    And besides, he hadn''t spent time with Kimberly since the day of his honeymoon. He had been


    preupied and it had been months. He missed spending time with her. He misses herpany and


    now that he had time, he would spend it with her.


    "Maya knows this, I mean me and Kim and she is okay with it. I still love Kim, Wes."


    Wesley patted his shoulder, "I hope soon you''ll know what you want."


    "Com''n Wes, Maya is also free to look for the love her life but that doesn''t make you apart of it.


    Besides, we''re divorcing in seven months. We just want to make sure we can live like normal human


    beings and not like animals as I had made it."


    "Why can''t I pursue her?"


    "Wes, that is all you heard with every that I said?"


    "Of course, who doesn''t want to see that beautiful woman mo..."


    "That so gross and you can''t be involved with her and I mean it."


    Laughing Wesley wiped a tear that was falling from his hardughed.


    "I was going to say move in with her. You''re the evil minded here not me."


    "I''ve to go," Chris opened the door, "with you, I''ll never do anything."


    "I''m d I''ve that effect on you, man." Wesley said following him behind.


    "Really?" Chris kept walking, "sometimes I wonder if you''re straight."


    "No, when ites to you, I''m not." Wesleyughed at his stupid sense of humour as he knew Chris


    would call it. "But for Maya, I''ll keep my hands of off you. I don''t want to cheat on her."


    Chris came to a hoot in front of the elevator and turned to his friend on a serious note.


    "Stay away from her, Wes."


    Wesleyughed, "Come down, Chris. Maya considers me as a big brother and I''m not changing that or


    at least that was what she did."


    "The better." He got in the elevator, "take of everything here."


    "Don''t worry." Then the doors closed.


    He didn''t have to. With Wesley around, he knew better than to worry. Wesley loves thispany as


    much as he loved it and he was sure that Wesley would do what''s best for the business.


    Chris walked out of the elevator and walked to his car. The building had an underground which was the


    parking and that''s why he bought it in the first ce. People couldn''t park in front or at the back of the


    building. It was convince for the space and he was happy with it.


    He pulled his car out of the parking and drove down to the studio. He had unfinished business their.


    Like naming his album which he hadn''t finished recording all the songs and at the same time, he felt


    inspired to write another song.


    It was almost twelve thirty in the noon when he walked to Kimberly''s apartment to pick her up. He had


    texted her when he got to the studio and told her to be ready. Once in her apartment, he asked her to


    takes that long to dress up the few times he has seen her do. And she always looks beautiful. In fact he


    takes longer than her which has him thinking if he is a y king.


    "Babe," Kimberly called settling herself at the passenger''s seat. She leaned in and pecked his lips.


    "You could havee upstairs, you know."


    "It''s hot, Kim," he said starting the car again. "Seat belt please."


    She did and watched him as his focused on the road. Chris felt her eyes on him but he chose to ignore


    it. It made him wonder if it was good choice to take her for lunch. Good thing he hadn''t told her he


    would spent the rest of the day with her. Now, he had to see how lunch goes first. He pulled in front of a


    big restaurant and killed the engine.


    "Afrikaans Cafe and Restaurants?" she asked when he opened the door for her. "I thought you''d take


    me somewhere more fancy."


    Chris looked her and back at the big building in front of them.


    "What''s wrong with this?" He asked looking at her. "It''s among the best in town."


    "I know that, Chris. But we could have gone out of town."


    "For lunch?" He had to confirm.


    "Yeah, is something wrong with that?"


    "Of course yes. This is not dinner date Kimberly. It''s date lunch and besides I''ve allot of pending work


    to take of. Be great full that I still made time for us to have lunch."


    He was more than frustrated. If Wesley had killed his joy for a moment, then he hadn''t done it well.


    Right now, he wanted to scream. Scream at his girlfriend, wait, mistress. She was his mistress not


    girlfriend anymore.


    "Sorry babe. Let''s just go in and eat."


    "Better," he said gathering all the patient that was left inside of him.


    Chris walked side to side with Kimberly and into the restaurant. They walked up stairs and towards a


    free table at the balcony. He needed all the fresh air he could need in him. As they walked further, he


    noticed a sweet couple that wasughing and the man extended his had to wipe something that was on


    the woman''s lips. Why couldn''t he just be like that with Kimberly. The hand lingered on the woman''s


    lips for a while and the lips he was watching for all his way over stopped smiling. It''s as if she was


    afraid of what was going to happen next.


    Then the man let his hand fall down. His back faced them and he sure as hell he felt ufortable


    when he saw the reaction on the woman. Chris wanted to look at her face instead of her lips, so he


    moved his gaze slowly and there they''re. Those eyes. Those green eyes that caught his attention in the


    midst of many. His wife sat there looking at the guy that Chris was looking at his back.


    "Cupcake?"


    To be honest, he didn''t know why he said that name in the first ce.


    "Babe, that''s a sweet name."


    Chris looked at the woman that stood in front of him. He didn''t even notice that he had stopped


    walking.


    "What name?"


    "Cupcake, I love it."


    Just when he was about to say something, he heard his name being called.


    "Mr. Rollins."


    And he knew exactly who that voice belonged to before he even looked at him. And that made his


    blood boil if it hadn''t boil any farther so far.


    "Mr. Ambrose," he mastered a smile. "What pleased surprise to meet again. Twice a day. It doesn''t


    happen that often."


    "I agree," the man said looking at him. "I would even think you''re stalking me if I didn''t know better."


    Chrisughed, "And I would in the morning, but we all know better."


    "Yeah, but...."


    "And here, is the whore of the year."


    And their attention was on Kimberly who was staring at Maya. Hell just broke loose in the day


    light.