Chapter 50: Irate

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Anger rose and boiled Sophia’s blood, when Noah’s words made it clear to her that he is not intended to make things clear.

“You never discussed our marriage. Just one day you bragged in and declared me that I am your to be wife. You never discussed about our future and reason of not using any protection.”

“Am I the only one to be blamed?”

Sophia questioned Noah.

“Oh no, how one can blame the great Sophia Witson who is always right, no matter what.”

Letting his back rest on the wall, passing a sarcastic smile, Noah taunted Sophia.

His sharp words acted like a sword, slashing Sophia’s heart. Closing her eyes she let the tears flow free damping her white cheeks.

“Look at you Sophia. If you really were wishing to solve this mess, you would have not mentioned our fucked up past.”

“Noah, we are back to where we started, if you will go on like this we will never be ableq solve this and it might effect our future.”

“It already have Sophia.”

Noah’s growl resonated around the room making everything around them go silent.

Walking near Sophia Noah clutched handful of her hairs and made her look at his eyes. Subsequently, spoke in a dangerously low voice.

“Do one thing, make your mind clear, try to accept me, and try to let go the past. Only then we can exist.”

Leaving Sophia with a jerk Noah was about to walk off, when Sophia again spoke with a tremble in her voice.

For the last time, she tried her luck to make Noah understand the situation.

“Noah even you need to let go my mistakes or we will go on like a marry go round, never able to solve our quarrel.”

“In your eyes, it’s always me who is wrong.”

Walking in the washroom, Noah closed the door with a thump, frightening Sophia further.

As he came back to the room with water dripping down his body, he noticed Sophia still crying. But as soon as she felt his presence in the room, she roused herself up from the marble floor and walked straight in the washroom.

She didn’t endeavour to elucidate things to Noah anymore. She didn’t tried to make herself understand to him. She didn’t made an attempt to clear the clouds that were shrouding their relationship, making it gloomy and freezing.

She was exhausted. Tired of relationship full of hatred, delusion and cries. Where all Noah know is blame and slap his wants and desires at other’s face.

Is this how love is?

If it is like this, this dusky, this painful, she don’t want it in her life.

It was suffocating her.

Sophia made preparations of their return to Norfolk and getting in Noah’s private jet they flew back home.

Throughout the way, Noah never spoke even a single word to Sophia, even when she felt motion sickness.

Although he did helped her and took care of her needs, but never talked to her. The heavy dark aura he was carrying along with him was even felt by the flight attendants and they didn’t dared to walk anywhere near him unless he asks for.

Sophia and Noah returned the mansion. And as soon as they landed, Noah made himself super indulged in work, because leaving work for this long was begging for his attention.

It has been a long, long vacation, which turned their relationship into more of hell.

His grouchy and glum mood also affected the environment in his work place. After his return, Stefan noticed how he is back to the beast he used to be.

Workaholic, short tempered as he once was. After his marriage, Sophia brought a lot of changes in him. The scold employees used to receive in  even a tiny of mistake steeped drastically. But now it was like they are back to where it all started.

For a fore night or so, Noah didn’t returned home.

He used to sleep in the bedroom attached to his cabin. And sleep was just in name, for few hours. Remaining in his cabin he worked till his eyes begged rest.

On the other hand, Sophia sitting in the hall waited for his return, she even tried to contact him, but he never received her call and when she placed a call to Stefan, to know about the same, he replied that he is extremely busy and indulged in his work.

When it became unbearable, Sophia cried to Stefan that he can’t be this busy where he don’t have even a minute to talk to her, let alone pay her a visit.

All her tries went to vain, when even after crying he didn’t contacted her.

With time Sophia also stopped calling him or contacting Stefan to know about Noah’s whereabouts.

One night, she was busy in carving in her work area when she felt someone’s presence just behind her.

Her first instinct was to run, but when she sniffed familiar heavy cologne mixed with strong smell of alcohol, and she knew who is behind her.

Turning back, she found her husband in a dishevelled condition.

Sleeves folded show casing his strong arms, buttons undone displaying his carved chest, black hairs covering his eyes that have turned red.

Sophia was too shocked looking at this condition of his’.

“Noah..”

“Sshh.”

Before Sophia could complete herself, Noah hushed her by placing his cold fingers on her soft rose tainted lips.

“Didn’t you missed me darling?”

Noah’s voice slurred and his warm breath full of alcohol hit her nose, making it clear to Sophia the level of drunk he was.

She was not ready for another blame or fight.

Hey my lovely readers,

I wish you all to be very fine and healthy.

I hope you liked the update. I know it’s the darkest phase that’s going on, but I assure you, light will illuminate their path.

Thank you,

Your author,,

~Galen_Yana...♡

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