His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 10

SOFIA

When I came to my room, the intention was to switch on my series while reading more about Wales, the company I was going to work at from Monday. A little research beforehand was always good. But I was distracted, thinking about my interaction with Arthur Geller. I hadn’t told Gabriel about it, and I wasn’t sure if I should. I wasn’t sure if he would care:

Twenty minutes in, my reverie was interrupted by knocks on my room’s door.

And not the soft kind. Not Luna’s kind.

There was loud banging on the door with an angry fist, and if I hadn’t rushed to open the door, I’m sure it would have broken down

On the other side, there stood my husband. He wasn’t wearing a coat, just his white shirt tucked into black formal pants. He looked mad. He looked so mad, that I almost got scared.

But when his eyes met mine, they softened. Uninvited, he stepped into my room and shut the door behind him.

“Where did the touch you?”

“What?”

He grit his teeth, as if controlling his anger. “Where did Arthur Geller touch you?”

I blinked.

“Freckles. He paused. “Can you answer?”

“What?” I asked again, dumbfounded as if I had lost my ability to speak. “He- He didn’t.”

Gabriel relaxed. “He didn’t?”

“No. He.. He just held my wrist to stop me when I was calling your

“He held your wrist? Something darkened in his eyes.

“Yes, I agreed in a small voice.

“Show me.” He replied as if constantly putting effort in keeping his voice calm.

Gabriel confused me. Sometimes, he was the most cold hearted person I knew, who couldn’t care enough about if I lived on died. And other times, he left his work to come check on me after he got to know that one of his clients paid me an unsolicited visit

Nonetheless, I just raised my left hand, and he held it in between both of his. His eyes remained fixed at me and I shivered when his thumb slightly traced my wrist. He didn’t stop, aware of the effect his little touch had on me.

“Are you okay?” His voice was gentle, eyes flicking from my hand to me.

It was almost as if he actually cared.

I nodded.

“Okay”

“Okay?”

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“Okay”

away from me so quickly, as if coming close to me

I scowled. I asked him to not touch me. I’m sorry

“What? No. Sofial”

“What?”

is an important client is to tell you that that’s the only reason I associate with a prck like him.” He seemed offended. “I had heard rumours about

stared at him, just

“He’ll pay for misbehaving with

I’m okay. If you do that, you’ll

“And?”

Your grandfather will

responsibility And no man gets away with coming to my house and touching my wife without her

he has my

if he hadn’t

guess what I’m asking is since our marriage isn’t real,

kept looking at

“I- I noticed you don’t sleep at home some of the nights. I was wondering if you’re with someone else: 1-1 don’t mind, but I would just

He didn’t reply.

clause about this in the

continued, the more humiliating it felt. I was talking to Gabriel

He took a deep breath, “I was out at night with work. I was

Great. I mean, the work part Not the not

almost cracked a

Almost.

to do,”

busy man. He took

for

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checking on me.”

door that you don’t know, you call me. You don’t wait for Luna to call Peter who

I nod.

He added, and turning

wondered if he meant we would have lunch together. That’s

lunch, I headed down. Luna was there, talking to

add some of your art supplies

her and added the A4 canvases I needed with brush brands and sizes, and the oil paints. “I was told that you had to pick me up from the car and get me into the house

peripheral vision, I could see Luna shutting

It was Gabriel

asked, eyes flickering to Luna

backache the week before your

you

I handed the list back to him and turned to Luna, who

anger but my heart smiled as I headed to the couch.

call me down from my room, which I am glad he did because I was so lost trying

he cleared his throat. “I believe Arthur won’t

looked at him, eyes narrowing. “What did

spoke to him,”

calmness one bit, but I didn’t push. “I want to

his eyes flickering to the dried paint on my knuckles. “If you like, I can ask somebody

be really nice. Thanks.” I half smiled. He nodded.

stopped eating. “Did

“No, just that.”

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“Okay.”

are we going to