Evelyn's POV

"This!" Nick interrupted before I say anything wrong. "This is my wife." He said. 'This?' I mouthed at him. "I mean she's my wife Evelyn" He introduced properly correcting his personality which had slumped with her presence.

"Wife?" She asked raising her eyebrows.

"Yes, we just got married few months back." It's been more than a month, 'few months' is fine. I gave my hand to shake, and she narrowed her eyes at me, but quickly covered it with a smile and held my hand but just too tightly, that her ring pressed into my hand. "Ah!" I pulled back my hand with a cry. It wasn't painful, it would've been if I'd let her continue. But puh-lease, do you even have to teach me drama?

Oh, and I had to create a scene in front of Nick, right?

"You alright bae?" Nick pulled my hand up to his face seriously and glared back at her.

"Katherine?!" I heard a scream tear my ear. Haven't heard the name since long.

"Matthew?" I called confused.

"Now who is he?!" Nick seemed frustrated. Riiiight... Now I'm enjoying this.

"You know him" 'Melanie' questioned me.

"Of course, yes. He used to be my school friend. We just lost touch." I said and hugged him just to trigger Nick much more.

Actually, he used to be my high school crush, who I later got to know is gay! Why does every hot guy turn out to be gay?! Like seriously!

"Woah! You've changed Katie!" He said kissing my cheek. Kiss is fine but that was a bit more intimate, now that's what you call awkward.

"Who might this be?" Nick growled pulling me back to his chest.

Matthew held up both his hands in surrender and replied, "Just her high school crush" Ugh! Did he really have to say that?! Nick was also my crush, but I never gave that much thought because Rosie was always next to him, stuck like a leech.

"Crush?" He looked at me hugging me to his chest as he questioned me with his eyes. I looked away as though I don't know what's happening but quite enjoying it.

"He's the one sponsoring-" She trailed off as Nick glared her to be quiet.

"Well meet the husband!" Nick extended his hand for a shake. Matthew's mouth went to form an 'oh'.

"So why don't we have dinner together?" Her voice cut through the thick tension around us. "Tonight?" That Melanie bitch whispered seductively with her hand on my husband's chest. I looked at him daring him to say anything to her. But he stayed numb and raised his eyebrow like 'what?'

'What?' You'll get it now mister.

"Oh yeah. Why not?" I removed my hand from his hold and moved to Matthew hugging his arm tightly to myself. "We could catch up. Don't you think?" I asked rubbing his cheek with my hand. Now that was too much but needed.

"So, decided! Dinner today, at sharp 7 pm!" She said jumping on him with her hand now reaching his neck.

"Ye-ah... and we have somewhere to be now, so we're in a rush" Nick said removing her hands from his neck and pulled me along with him not even letting me say bye to Matt.

He quickly sat me in the car, even fixed my seat belt himself. Uh-huh... Now I'm having fun.

"Why didn't you let me say bye to Matt?" I exaggerated with my overly sad voice.

"So now he's Matt?" He asked gritting his teeth.

"He has always been" I folded my hands with a fake dreamy look just to annoy him.

"Stop it Eve! He calls you Katie, like you're his girlfriend or something! In front of me! I'm your husband!" He screamed.

"I'm glad you remember that hubby" I replied sarcastically.

"What do you mean?" He asked, lips pursed, and eyes narrowed at me.

"Didn't you remember that when she was jumping at you? That she was clinging to your chest, in front of me? I'm you wife!" I said repeating back what he reminded me just now.

He looked away without an answer but still replied calmly "We were right in front of you, you saw that nothing happened. She was the one who held onto my neck"

"Yeah right. We were right in front of you, neither did me and Matthew did anything! It still bothered you didn't it?" I screamed taking him aback. "I just held his arm and that women! Clinging on to your chest, holding on to your neck and then what?! Then clinging on to your dick!" I said and he glared back at me. "Aaand you say that she was your first love. What do you expect from me?" I yelled at him.

"Now that's too much. Chest and neck is fine where did you get the next part. You're crossing the limits Eve; I won't have you talking to me like that!" He fumed just then we reached our mansion as he threw the keys at the driver. I ran behind him following him into our living room.

"Me? I'm crossing the limits?! Why don't you remind her that she is the one crossing her limits?" I said. He just stood there closing his eyes, breathing harshly with a hand on his hip and the other held his forehead, I just continued to look at him and then spoke up again, "Or is it that you're enjoying it.... with that Bitch-"

I couldn't even continue what I had to say that I felt a sharp, hard splash more like a slap on my right cheek. I didn't even have the time to process what's happening when I felt dizzy.

"Evelyn!" I heard his voice breathing my name as he held my weak, falling body. I opened my eyes slightly with my hand holding my head. I pushed his hands off me as I fell to the floor and tried to get up. "Kate?" He seemed even scared but I pushed his hands away as he came to touch me.

"I'm fine now. You don't have to pretend; you can go back to your whore!" I said and got up, but I held on to the wall when I felt my head getting heavy but still moved forward as he followed closely behind me.

I came straight to my side of the bed and laid down. I looked around and he was nowhere to be seen.

He slapped me as soon as I called her as a bitch! Only because I called her a bitch. Of course, she is his first love indeed. And what am I to him. I am called his wife, but our relationship is still nameless. He uses me in every way, but do I don't have any right as his wife?

I wiped my cheek and hissed when my skin burned. I heard the door click again and I wiped my face clear off tears. I closed my eyes pretending to be asleep when I felt an ice pack on my cheek and I slowly opened my open to look at the guilt-ridden face of my husband. Soon, my tears betrayed me, making their appearance again as I quickly wiped them with the back of my hand.

He pulled my hand and kissed my cheek, the one he slapped. I moved around facing away from him as I felt him lay down next to me. He placed my head on his arm and wrapped the other around me. I looked back him angrily and hit his arm that was on my waist. "Remove your hand now! You don't get to touch me" I said but all he did was tighten his grip.

Ice pack forgotten! "Where's the Ice pack?" I asked as I extended my hand behind me so he can place it there, but he placed it in front of my face.

"I'm sorry...." He hugged, turning me around to face him.

But I pushed away from his hands and whispered, "Leave me alone for some time."

"Will you be okay? Later?" He asked and I nodded.

He sighed and got up from bed but took the ice pack and placed it in my hand.

Nicholas's POV

How could I just slap her?! I have never harmed a woman physically. I mean... I have. Killed not tortured!

And here I just slapped and abused my own wife. I didn't even think before doing that. She was not even ready to face me when I got an ice pack for her. May be letting her be alone will be fine. But I still have to apologize to her in the right way.

Evelyn's POV

Don't ask me what am doing! I might be doing the most foolish thing in the world.

Yes, I'm getting ready for the supposed dinner that we were to have with the bitch.

I had on a sleeveless, mermaid style, open back prom gown, that was black cherry in colour.

I know, too grand. But I think that bitch would've prepared better than me so this will be fine. My hair was perfect straight but curled at the ends as I liked, as always. My make-up was fine but I had three red finger prints on my cheek. Well it was not that visible because of make-up but a faint red line was seen near my cheekbone. Well my hair was covering some part of it so it's fine. Bloody Nick-

Aaahh... now.... back to Nick.

Wait.... I hope we're still going... I thought.

"NICK!... NIIIICK" I screamed.

"Kate!" I saw Nick at the door who was breathing heavily with a confused face.

"Are we still going to that dinner you promised your ex?" Now he looked suspicious.

"Why are you doing this?" He asked with arms folded across his chest now leaning against the door, just like a hot model posing for a shoot.

But! Back to reality! "Why, have you cancelled?" I asked with eyebrows raised. My cheek pains even when I move my jaw to talk! Ugh!

"Not yet!" He said.

"Then don't. We are going" I said, and he stood there looking at me for some time.

And then he moved forward coming straight towards me, he was so close that I almost fell back with the heel I'd worn. I then furrowed my eyebrows, glaring at him as he took hold of my waist.

"You're looking gorgeous" He stated, almost dazzled with my presence. He moved my hair that was covering my right cheek and hissed looking at it. "I'm sorry" He said reminding me about it again. Fine! I'm over it, now let me get my revenge.

"It doesn't matter now." I said looking down.

"It does.... I'm sorry again. It's just you were riling me up, I just couldn't control" He said.

"Control? I signed away that contract to be your wife. Not as your slave. What do you mean by control?! You don't own me. How could you... how dare you even think about harming me. This will be the first and last time that I will take that from you. Because after this I'm going to break that hand that touches me" I said furiously, and he seemed much more amused by my speech. "What do you think is that funny?" I asked and he straightened up.

"I'm sorry bae. You're right, this will be the first and last time. Next time if this happens, I'll break my own hands. And I already apologized! I don't apologize that every day. Now come on" He whined like a child.

"You don't slap anyone every day, do you? Especially the wife!" I said and pushed his chest.

He huffed and hugged me to his chest before saying "I did apologize. I know that's not enough, but I am guilt ridden for what I did. Now we'll go to dinner that you so eagerly want to attend. Only because you want to." He said kissing my temple and left towards the washroom.

"Yes, please go change" I said. "I know why we're going and why you agreed, cause of that whore" I murmured although loud enough for him to hear.

He turned back giving me an intense stare. "Okay. I think I should cancel" He took out his cell.

"No no no wait! I want to go! Take me to this one dinner and I'll consider your apology!" I said pulling his hand and he nodded leaving with a smirk.

*********

We were waiting at our table. "They are seven minutes late!" Nick growled next to me. Yes, I tolerated this for seven minutes. As every minute passes he says this.

"Why, are you so eager to see her?" I asked sarcastically.

He turned to glare at me, but his reply angered me, "Yes, very much so" He turned away. Wow! That was rude.

"Me too... Can't wait to see Matt" I said as we sat glaring at each other.

Just then we heard a fake throat clearing! Shit! I hope you guessed who that is. 'Wasn't I here to show off in front of her that how Nick and I are such happy and compatible couple. Plan flop! Well it's okay. There's still time.' I thought and pulled Nick's arms in mine, making sure my actions are clear to her.

Nick turned looking at me completely amused. "Just do as I do. Don't interrupt, go along!" I said to him with a fake smile as he gave me a toothy grin like a child.

Good thing! I could almost listen to her fuming.
And just as I guessed she was wearing a pale blue ball gown.

We finished with our pleasantries and started with casual talk between Matthew and Nick who surprisingly seemed fine with Matt.

The embarrassing part came here! "Uhm... I'll have a pan seared salmon" I said looking at the menu.

And here started the bitch in front of the waitress, "Oh my... Evalaine... aren't you on diet? It's going to be too heavy for dinner. You need to grow thin and start with the diet right away. You need to be slim like me. I mean that's how Nick likes his women. Right Nick" She started with her orgasmic voice. Orgasmic?! Fu*king I'll puke!

"Yeah.... That's right" Nick replied. Ass! How could I forget my asshole of a husband?! "I love my wife the way she is curvaceous in all the right parts" He said gripping my waist tightly and catching my lips with his, but he pulled back too soon for my liking. "Babe.... promise me you'll stay this way. You know how I love to feed you all the time, you're my only woman." He said invading my mouth with his tongue, sucking my desire, providing with his own.

"Nick!" She hissed and I glared at her this time.

"It's ok sweetheart we still have all the time to ourselves at home" He said and turned to her "And it's Evelyn!" He eyes turned hard. "And I'll have the same as my wife" He said to the waitress. Ahhh! These are the times when I love my asshole of a husband. Yes, LOVE!

We sat waiting for our food to arrive while Nick kissed me more often.

For some odd reason, Matthew seemed uncomfortable, and the way Nick touched me, too intimate!

While I was sitting enjoying my dinner, this time Nick looked uncomfortable, looking here and there as his spoon clattered on the plate, and then he choked on his food.

I did have my suspicions as the she-bitch seemed surprisingly happy. And suddenly the table moved towards me. That is when I slowly pulled at the tablecloth and looked below to have her caressing my husband's leg with hers.

Nick looked at me apologetically. "Are you seriously enjoying that?!" I whisper yelled at him.

"What do you think I do?! You see my leg is behind my chair and she still manages to reach that with her long legs unlike your short ones" he hissed glaring at me and that did it.

"Nick you know what?! I'm not stopping you. You can go sleep with her with her long legs wrapped around you!" Though that picture just pissed me off. Him and her!

"Now what do I dooo?" He asked.

"Kick her leg hard!" I said.

"What" He seemed ridiculed at my suggestion.

"Do it!" I hissed but he furrowed his eyebrows like really. "Do it or I cut you dick" I said holding my knife near his dick. "I mean it sweetie" I said, and he narrowed his eyes but still kicked her leg though. It was confirmed by her high shriek of pain. And I choked on my food as my laugh doubled.

And much to my surprise, she was even limping glaring at me as we left, and I laughed holding my stomach after they left. Matthew sure seemed uncomfortable and left out. I will have to apologize to him for that.

"So much for saying 'you can sleep with her' huh" He said mimicking my voice from earlier as we walked out.

He just had to spoil my mood.

"Fine. I'm still not stopping you! You can go back to her, you selfless fu*ker, she'll happily welcome you with open legs!" I said and moved away from him, glaring ahead of me.

"Eve! Wait!" He came running behind me.