Chapter 5 Huxley's Jealousy

Olivia's POV

Two Months Later,

We still don't get along, even small things make us fight; sometimes, we hate each other for no reason. My parents don't want me to work at the company because they want to give all the rights to my husband. So, I'm now a full-time housewife doing nothing.

Until we received the devastating news that made the entire family mourn: Matthew's father was discovered unconscious and unresponsive in his penthouse.

And that made them think that someone killed the old man.

"I'm sorry about what happened to your dad." I said in a soft voice and stroked the back of his arm. Matthew gave me a quick look, and the sadness in his eyes was clear. It was the first time I had ever seen him weep, and I remember holding my breath while he waited for me to say something, but all I could offer was a warm embrace.

He changed into something I didn't understand after his dad died. He was always busy, so he didn't have time to go home early. Sometimes, I could only find out from Matthew's driver that he worked extra hours at work.

I think he was not only busy at work, but I also think he was looking for women who could meet his wants. When the clock struck twelve, it made my blood boil with anger. I snatched my bag and headed to Matthew's office.

When I got to his office, I knocked twice, but all I could hear were moans and soft noises coming from inside, which made my heart beat so fast. When I pushed the door open, I was shocked to see Matthew sitting on his swivel chair with his legs spread wide apart and a woman on her knees giving him a blow-job.

Matthew looked at me with wide eyes that seemed shocked to see me. "Olivia?!"

He got up right away and zipped up his pants. But enough is enough for me. I ran out of the building crying like a fool.

"Why am I crying?!" I asked myself in disgust.

Matthew jumped on the elevator and stopped it to go after me. He looked at my face with shame as he said, "What you saw was...just nothing."

I put my head down and tried not to cry in front of him. I felt deceived by him, but the truth is that we're not even dating. However, he is still my husband. This relationship is really making me feel dizzy.

I took a deep breath, and meet his gaze, "You don't have to hide everything from me, if you want women, you can just told me that you're fucking another woman so that I won't wait for you to come home anymore!"

His expression changed, and asked, "Do you like me, Olivia?"

I didn't answer.

"Do you have feelings for me?" He repeated his question while still looking at me.

When the elevator doors opened, I went outside to find a cab. He grabbed my arm, so I hit him in the face and asked, "What's wrong with liking you? You have no idea what I did to make this situation work. Every day I make you a nice meal, but you don't even taste it! You always left the house like I didn't exist!"

He replied, "I thought you didn't like me, so I can't force you to do the things I want."

"Then what the fuck do you want?"

Matthew sighed, "You know what I want, Olivia."

I wiped away my tears, and laughed as I remembered what happened in his office, "Then I saw you with another woman sucking your dick. You know what, Matthew? You're a dickhead. That's why it's better for us to get a divorce."

He was too stunned to speak.

And I left without glancing at him.

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THE NEXT DAY,

My best friend Zephanie and I were at the grocery store. She went with me to this store to buy something and then said, "You know what? Being the wife of the most powerful man in this city looks great on you."

"How can you say that? You don't know what's behind closed doors, Zephanie." I said while choosing an apple.

"Really? Did he hurt you?"

"Err, no. Our personalities don't match, and we dislike each other."

"Then you have to be obedient. He will fall deeply in love with you if you give him what he wants. If you do that, trust me. You'll be as happy as ever!" she said while giggling excitedly.

After we bought some groceries, my body guards took all of it and put it in another van, and while I was there I decided to drive my own car. Zephanie had already left when her date called her. As I was ready to go to the exit, I bumped into someone's car. It was not just an ordinary car, but a white fancy car. I bit my lower lip, and stepped out of my car. The owner of the car exited the vehicle, he wore a dark blue polo shirt, and a brown belt with a dark maroon trouser. He took off his sunglasses, and stared at me for a few seconds before he blinked his greenish eyes.

"I'm sorry, I can pay for the damage....." I paused as I found him weird staring at me the whole time.

I gulped, and asked, "Uhm, are you okay?"

"Yes...sorry. I didn't see your face before, are you new in this town?" He asked.

I nod my head, "Hmm, yeah?"

He extended his hand, and said, "I'm Noah....Noah Miller."

I respectively accepted his handshake, and said, "I'm Olivia Martin."

He smiled at me, and I slowly let go of his hand uncomfortably, "So do you want me to pay for the damage?"

He shook his head, and smiled at me, "No worries, I can buy another. Maybe a coffee is fine?"

"I'm sorry, what?" I asked in confusion.

"Maybe if you can treat me to a coffee?"

I looked around, and saw a coffee shop, "Okay, how much coffee do you want?"

He chuckles softly, amused by my question. "One coffee is fine."

As we walked to the coffee shop, a familiar car was beeping in the middle of the road. We both stopped and looked at the man who was beeping at us. When I saw that it was Matthew, my eyes lit up.

Matthew immediately stepped out of his car and said, "Olivia, who is this man?"

I glanced at Noah, and said, "He's my new friend."

"A friend?" Matthew sharply glared at Noah, then he grabbed my hand gently, and whispered, "Get inside the car."

"I'm not doing that." I whispered back.

Noah was confused, and said, "Mr. Huxley, I didn't know that you have such a pretty clever wife. Well, your wife just bumped my car today, so instead of paying me millions, she invited me for a coffee. Would you mind if I borrow your wife for a minute?"

Matthew's eyes sharpened, and said, "No, don't worry, I'll pay for the damage. Expect the transfer before dawn."

Matthew held my hand as he walked as fast as he could, and he shoved me inside his car in a frustrated look. "I'll deal with you later, Olivia."

"What's wrong with you?!"

He put his seatbelt on, and drove at high speed, that made my heart beat so fast.

"Do you want to know what's wrong with me? You'll know it later, and I will fucking burned my dick into your pussy."