Chapter 5 Manipulated without her knowledge

She had a long day at work, getting Amy to talk was nothing easy, she went on crying for a rather long time. All Georgia wanted was a quick cold shower and a nap. Her neck was stiff from keeping it in one position for a long time. She wouldn't take the risk of taking her eyes off Amy, she could get less willing to talk about the whole thing.

Georgia took off her sandals and got into the bathroom slippers before walking to her room, it would take a while before Mark gets back from work. He closes at 9pm. It would give her enough time to browse and cook.

Her clothes went flying around the room as she took them off. She would get them arranged when she was done sleeping. Her limbs felt stiff too as she walked to the bathroom.

She filled the bathtub with cold water and got into it. The effect was mind blowing! She rubbed her body before getting out of it and wrapped her towel around her body.

She heard a sound in the next room. She was sure Mark wasn't back yet.

Quietly, she wore a robe and dropped the towel in the laundry basket before walking in the direction of the sound.

"Mark?" She called when she couldn't find anyone.

"I am sorry, I will call you back, I need to go now. Love you more than ever." Peeping through the door hole, Georgia bet he blew kisses at someone through the phone.

"Mark?" She knocked on the door.

"I am busy right now, come back later." He didn't bother to open the door before replying to her.

"I want to tell you something." Georgia stood still at the door.

"What the hell is it?"

"What should we have for dinner?" Georgia asked sheepishly, disappointed that he was not going to come out.

"I am okay, I had a lot of lunch at work. Taking more might make me purge, especially salty food." That hurts! Mark had always complained about her food being too salty, but he could have been more polite.

"I promise this is not going to have a lot of salt, just tell me what you want to eat." Georgia persisted.

"Erica, I don't want anything. Should I come and shout that into your ears?" He yelled. Even though the door was locked, Georgia shook at the sound of his voice.

"It is okay, I am going to bed already."

"Good night." It was not supposed to hurt, but Georgia felt her heart being stabbed. He could have came out to see her. At least, he had not seen her since she left in the morning. She missed him, and was hurt he didn't miss a bit about her.

Maybe... she remembered they departed on a rather bad term in the morning.

"I am sorry about what I said in the morning, it was a slip of tongue." Georgia mumbled.

The door flung open, she almost fell, but she held herself in place.

"When I tell you to go, just go. Don't you see that I am trying to concentrate on something?" He fired, staring at her hair.

"I am sorry if I disturbed you." She said ruefully.

"Are you trying to seduce me or what?" He opened her robe, she had not done the rope while coming out to check who was in the house.

"No!" But was there really something wrong? As far as he was her husband, Georgia thought.

"I didn't even know you were in the house, your car is not parked in the garage. I was trying to check who was in the house, in a hurry I couldn't get any clothes." It was no use explaining herself, but all the same, Georgia found herself doing it.

"What if I was not the one in the house? What if it was some other man? Is this how you would dress to meet him?" He continued the stare, this time, in disgust.

She had it given that thought, and Mark was right.

"You are really a pervert. Trust me, that is who you are. And with this old breast of yours, it is sagging already. Are you sure you don't have a grown up child already?" He opened her robe fully.

Georgia's face flushed in shame, she could not believe what she was hearing.

"Anyways, I need to use your car." He dropped the robe and stretched out his hand for the key.

"I am sorry if I offended you, Mark," Georgia managed to look at his face, instead of anger, she could see a smile planted there. She melted under it. How could she stop loving this man?

"I am not the least angry, I am just trying to let you know your place. You belong to grandma's position." Instead of being angry by what he said, she somehow found it funny because of the way he pronounced it.

"Where are you going?" She demanded, as a smile lit up her face.

"I think we need to write the rules and regulations for this house. Don't ever ask me where I am going. I can only ask you that. Remember I am the man, and the man has the upper hand in anything." He patted her back.

"Oh! We really need it, I tend to forget a lot of things these days. Writing it will make it easier for me to remember."

"Yeah, because old people have hard times remembering things that matter." Mark muttered.

"The key is in my room." Georgia walked to the kitchen.

"Do you mean I should go and get it?" Mark called after her.

"No, I will go get it myself." Boom! She went to her room and was soon back dangling the key in front of Mark.

"Don't make noise with it, I find it difficult to think when I hear noises." Mark grabbed the car key from her.

"I will wait for you in the sitting room." Georgia shouted after him.