"Damn! Of all the scene that i listed out i didn't expect this kind of thing to actually showed up. I blame it on the behind the door scene. The director should include this kind of scene next time. It's a feast to the eye." Brittany who's still unable to relieve herself from the shock of seeing such scene finally spoke up. Despite the awkward silence, she just say what she wanted to say. The scene that made it all dramatic is where Dylan who's sitting on his chair surrounded by three of Lyla's brothers. It's fine if it's just standing close but what makes Lyla flabbergasted is when Dylan was bending his head towards Jayden's leg while the other two are on their knees close to where Dylan is where their hands is in suspicious place.
"Since you seem busy, i'll come back later. When i'm no longer busy like you." Lyla went out of the room ignoring Dylan panicked look.
"Lyla, i didn't know your husband is gay. No wonder he's been busy lately." Brittany intentionally adding fuel to the fire making Dylan curse out loud. She hurriedly follow Lyla out. While Lyla's brothers frantically trying to fix the situation.
"Damn it, wifey. It's not what you think. Guards!!! Stop my wife from leaving. And Reynold hurry up. Get my ring off your Jayden's suit. What crappy piece of suit you're wearing. Adam, go and chase my wife. Hold onto the elevator or something but just make her stop from leaving." Dylan loud voice can be heard as he kept his gaze on his wife back but unable to move and stop her nor explain anything since his wedding got stuck on Jayden's suit. But the position is so awkward if one was to see it from where his wife was standing just a few seconds ago.
"You said my suit is crappy? Do you know how much is my suit cost? And it's only one in the world. It's custom made too. And you said it's crappy? If it wasn't for you so eager throwing punch, Lyla wouldn't misunderstood." Jayden yelled at him.
"Well if you stop taunting me the moment you reach my office, i wouldn't punch you or do anything." Dylan seem to disagree. Jayden and his loose tongue. Which make it easier for him to annoyed the guy back but because he was in an ugly mood for the past few days, he use his fist to deal with Jayden when he try to goad his temper.
"You still can't get it off?" This time Dylan yelled at Reynold. Frustrated with the slow process and no news from his guards nor Adam, he reach out onto his desk and took a pair of scissors. Despite the shouts from Jayden he just snipped the crappy suit and free his hand from the suits. Desperately he chase after his wife who's long gone by now. He called up Ron and before Ron could give report on Lyla's missing, he gave another order. Detained his wife from leaving if she reach the restaurant. This is what happen when you try to hide from your own wife. Karma is a sure thing. Now he needs to find his wife and hopefully by the time he found her she already calm down.
He knew Lyla was finding a way to talk to him privately about the additional bodyguards that he ordered. Along with Ron's tough way of guarding her. And he's been giving her plenty of excuses just so he could put the conversation on hold. In fact, knowing Lyla, she will definitely ask him to take back the bodyguards and stop guarding her like she's some kind of fragile thing. If it was in the past he will surely fulfill her wishes. And after her getting shot, he doesn't want the same thing to happen again. That's why he upgraded the security around her. It's making him restless if he's not around her. Delaying the 'talk' in hope she will tolerate the bodyguards and the strict schedule that needs to be follow. Unfortunately, due to the delaying she escape from Ron's eagle eye and barge into his office only to witness some awkward scene. He really felt like cursing himself. The beeping on his phone indicating a new message from Ron. Informing Lyla is back at home. Locking herself inside the room. After reading the message, he step on the gas and headed towards where his heart is.
Yup. A short one. Nah, he won't cheat. Told you not something cliche. kekeke... Thank you for always being patient with my story. I know i'm not a very good author. I'm still learning. My vocab is limited. But since i've been fond of writing stories, i just do the deed. At least i'm making myself happy. Nothing is ever late. Don't forget to comment and vote. Thank you once again.