It was just like every other Saturday in Sophia's mansion, quiet and dry except for the couple and two maidservants. Saturdays used to be buzzing with guests and family members but Hank put an end to it few years ago without giving anyone a solid explanation, not like he owed them any.
Sophia knew very well why her husband put a stop to the usual weekend merriment , so she didn't hesitate to stop her hostess duty. Lucky for them , their family and friends were quite willing to understand. Even though no proper explanation was made, everyone respected the couple's decision and stopped coming my around except they were invited by either Hank or Sophia on rare occasions.
Hank and Sophia sat in the big living room downstairs, they were both engrossed in the political news that was showing on the extremely large television screen, a big bowl of popcorn sat in their middle.
Sophia stole a quick glance at her husband, for the past few days he had not been talking to her. Just one word replies when necessary. Over the years, communication between them had been messed up but lately he had not said so much to her.
Could he have known that she went to attack Dilly. She knew she was overthinking because Hank was not the kind of person to keep tabs on her. He didn't care that much . Well except his little puppet had told him that she got attacked.
She shivered as she remembered the man that came to save Dilly, she tried to make herself believe that it was either her hallucinating or she had imagined things. She actually did not see what her mind was telling her that she saw, that only happens in movies. Nothing like that exists in the real world.
She shifted towards her husband as she tries to get herself to forget the incident.
"In fact, the whole drama never happened.....let's pretend it never happened" she thought. She would not admit it but she had been filled with regrets at her action towards Dilly, not because she felt sorry but because she had put her reputation at stake. What if people had seen them? She was way too classy to have acted that way.
But this man right here is her life and she would do anything to protect that.
"Babe , I need some money to get new clothes and shoes" she whispered in an attempt to get his attention.
"Okay" he nodded .
"Would you want anything from the store? I think I will be shopping Prada this time around , first thing tomorrow morning" she said not giving up.
"No " he answered , his gaze was fixed on the television screen.
"Babe…I'm getting a new set of lingerie too , I'll get them in color red and white. Your favorite colors" she attempted to hold his hands but he gently snatched his hands away from her.
"Do whatever you want Sophia" he glared at her. "I'll send you some money."
They both knew that the money was not the issue , she could buy those things for herself and more if she wanted but she really just needs her husband to be nice to her or pretend to be.
He was not ready and willing to pay attention to her and she knows that so well but it's her marriage and there's no giving up at this point. They have come too far to give up on their marriage. They have so many joint businesses. Even though they have tried to no avail to have kids , they are still very committed to the marriage. It was obvious that he no longer loved her and Sophia could not stand the thought of that.
The television went blank before her as she reflected on the early stage of their marriage. They were so in love and were the envy of other couple because they displayed their affection even in public without bothering about their environment.
However things become messy when he caught her cheating. She had cheated on him with her supposed financial manager.
She sighed deeply .
After the incident, she had tried so many times to understand why she had done it and brought so much disregard to her husband. But she could not figure it out , she just wanted to explore and rebel for the fun of it. She wanted it to be her little wild secret but it had ended up ruining her perfect marriage.
She thought about what Dilly said the last time they met . Does he really have four other mistresses? She dare not confront him about it for the fear of upsetting him.
She loves her husband so much and she would do anything to protect her marriage even though it means having to beat up all his mistresses and putting them all in jail.
Four years back, If anyone had told her that she would have to go about fighting young girls over the man that is supposed to be hers alone, she would have argued.
Her husband went from being the most loving man to being cold as ice but she was willing to take every hit as it comes. She knew that some day he would see her effort and things will go back to the way they used to be.
She turned just in time to see him walking out of the living room. The political news was over and he was leaving without saying a word to her?
"Babe" she called after him.
She wanted to follow him but decided to stay back.
"Yeah?" He stopped and turned to face her.
She scrutinized him , his face held no emotions. The warmth and love she used to see in his eyes were no longer there.
It had been that way since he caught her cheating , but it got worse after Dilly broke up with him.
"Do you really love that bitch this much?" She was going to say .
But instead she forced a smile and said "you look worried , are you alright?"
"Yes I am" he answered.
"Let's have dinner at the new restaurant in town , I've been there once" she said still smiling even though her face was beginning to hurt from the fake smile.
"No thank you" he replied coldly and walked out of the living room.
Her heart sank as she watched him go away. She missed the Hank that she had fallen in love with , she missed getting drunk with him and making love right away.
She followed right after him not willing to give up.
"Please baby, just this once, I miss you....." her voice was shaky. Her eyes stung with tears as she looked at him pleadingly.
He stared at her not knowing how to react. "Okay if that's what you want" He shrugged.
She threw herself in his embrace as the sob that had built up in her throat forced its way out. It felt good , she had not cried like this in a long time. She knew he hated to see her cry but she was not willing to control the tears, she let it pour out as her shoulders shook.
The gesture got him fixed to the spot, he resisted the urge to wrap his arms around her. He just stood there and allowed her cry on his chest.