Chapter 5 Ice is blue

Chapter Five:

Abigail drowns in the scent and taste of the handsome man but, to her surprise, Benjamin quickly used his hands on her shoulders to force her off of him. This action may have startled Abigail enough to bring her back to her senses but it also stung seeing how quickly Benjamin had just rejected her, almost as if it was effortless. The simple act made her self-conscious about her appearance lower.

"Stop," he says firmly with a hint of aggression in his tone, his behavior flipping like a light switch as soon as he gained control of her. Benjamin's head lifts sharply when he hears the screech of tires before the yellow car zoomed off. He recognized the car immediately because his weak, deep blue eyes turned into a harsh glare. "Abigail..." The way he muttered her name in a deep voice made the auburn-haired woman sink her head between her shoulders and look down at the ground guiltily. She was caught and burned with embarrassment. He heaves out a louder sigh while walking away from her. "Get in the car." this time he sounded like a grouchy parent fed up with a misbehaving child. The man didn't even bother to open up the door for her like most gentlemen do but she still obediently got inside.

Abigail put on her seatbelt silently as he started the car and they drove off. She kept her eyes on her hands as she dreadfully waited to hear his cold tone again. She hasn't felt guilty and embarrassed like this for a long time. He finally broke the silence.

"I never imagined that someone like James Smith would have such an ignorant daughter. Maybe I chose the wrong wife," he mutters while running his fingers through his black hair, messing it up a little.

Abigail flinched. She knew he was going to say something cruel but she still couldn't resist chewing on her lip as tears started to bead up. The young woman looked out the window to hide them.

"Did you already forget that our marriage is fake? There's nothing real about us being together. Don't get carried away with your acting, because your attachment will only end in pain once we part ways and the only one you'll have to blame is yourself. Do you understand?" his tone remains harsh. Abigail gives a small nod before Benjamin turns his head with a more demanding voice. "Look at me."

Abigail quickly wiped away the small drops of tears that lingered on the edges of her eyes with her thumb but she still couldn't hide the glisten in her green eyes as she turned her head and mumbled. "I understand."

She hoped that would've satisfied him but he still looked fed up and he turned his attention back to the road. "And stay the fuck out of my personal affairs." Abigail winced again, she knew she had that one coming.

So that you can keep fucking that whore?!

She wanted to shout at him but bit her tongue hard enough that it almost bled. Abigail was preparing for more lectures and curses but instead, she saw Benjamin's serious grouchiness turn into suspicion as he adjusts his rearview mirror. Abigail then noticed the flash of lights in her window as well that announced there was a car driving behind them.

When did they get there?

Abigail would've dismissed it but she noticed Benjamin put more pressure on the gas and slowly began to speed up. Abigail began to look back and forth between him and the car behind them as she began to grow nervous. "What's wrong??"

Thankfully, the car didn't speed up with them as Benjamin forced distance between themselves and the car that was once a little too close for comfort. "It's nothing," he mutters as his attention returns to the road but Abigail still feels a bit nervous. "Tomorrow evening, we'll be going out on a date after work. It's not enough that we announce our engagement to the public. The stuff we do on our own is far more important."

After the way you just treated me? Seriously?!

Though that thought burned in her brain, there was one bigger question that bothered her most. She knew she wasn't going to get a straight answer but she decided to give it a go anyways. "You never told me what you're being framed for, or who's blackmailing you..."

Benjamin's lips pursed, his mood growing fouler. "I've already told you that it involves the government keeping watch on me. That's all you need to know."

"Benjamin, if this is dangerous, don't you think I should know??" she raises her voice with frustration. It infuriated her that if this was a dangerous situation that he was hiding from her then will she even be able to trust him at all? "Benjamin!"

"SHUT UP!" He shouted back at her as she started to push his buttons. People getting into his private business always pissed him off. Abigail gives a startled jump. Compared to her shout, this sounded like thunder that echoed through the car. There was a long silence between the two as he composed himself once more and talked in a calmer voice. "I'll text you the time and place tomorrow. You know the drill, don't be late," he says while pulling over, Abigail didn't even realize they were at Layla's apartment complex until that second.

She didn't say anything as she got out of the car. At the last second, Benjamin says her name but she slams the door shut without responding. As she marched towards the apartment, she finally let her choked-up tears flow.

He expects me to pretend we're a lovey-dovey couple after THAT?!

Abigail wasn't sure if she could handle it. Her chest hurts. If it wasn't for her father's reputation, she would've cussed out Mr. Anderson and ditched him along with his stupid problems. Though she was a fuming mess with wet checks, she still could've sworn his voice help regret when he said her name.

It must've been my imagination...