His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 39

When I woke up the next morning. Gabriel was gone.

I wasn’t surprised, since the time was well around noon, and it was a Monday morning. I could have gone to work since I did have a week left before my two-week notice ended, but between my honeymoon at Venice, the bomb called Lily and Gabriel assuring me my leave was taken care of, work was the last thing on my mind.

There was tons of sunlight peaking in through the half shut blinds, hurting my eyes.

My head spun, and the feeling to throw up was overwhelming

I didn’t remember the last time I had a hangover, I hadn’t had one since my teenage years, and I did not remember them to be so bad. That bad that I groaned and reluctantly got out of bed and in the bathroom, forgetting that it isn’t mine.

I would’ve brushed with Gabriel’s brush if not for Luna’s voice outside, knocking softly. “Sofia? Are you up?”

I opened the bathroom door, looking at her with ‘save-me’ eyes. She chuckled, handing me a tablet. “Great for hangovers”

I don’t question her, just gulp it with the glass of water.

I spent an hour in the bathroom trying to get the smell of alcohol off me, and then an hour playing around with food because of how nauseous I felt.

Late afternoon. I opened my phone to a missed call from Gabriel. From an hour ago.

Before I call him back, I call James. He had invited us for dinner, and it had completely slipped my mind. Even if I did remember, we were at Venice and now Gabriel had to work. James was completely okay about it, and said he figured there would be no dinner plans since I was absent from work all week. I kept the call after promising to host him and his boyfriend at our place instead next weekend.

Next, I called Gabriel back and pressed my phone to my ear. Last night was a blur, but not enough for me to skip through the embarrassing details. I remembered everything, especially my fixation with the car seat and Lily after I had let the topic go. And the fact that he said we would talk about it today when asked him if he had feelings for her.

The call was picked up on the last ring. “Freckles.”

“Gabriel…hi.

“Were you running? You sound a little breathless.”

I cleared my throat. “No.”

“Okay. A pause. “How’s the hangover?”

“Luna gave me a miracle medicine. It helped a little.” I groaned, my head still throbbing. “Never let me drink again.”

He chuckled. “You remember you accompanied me to the gala a couple months ago? There’s another one happening tonight.”

me about something come back. “The

like to come with

want me to

“Why not?”

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“After last night, I don’t know,

He dismisses my overthinking. Tll be home by six. We’ll

keeps the call. I had just a couple hours to prepare for the gala, and although that would be enough, I still had a headache that wouldn’t go away because of the hangover, an urge to sleep a little more and a psychological fear that 1 smell of vodka. I groaned, throwing myself back on my bed as I shut my

floor with a slit revealing my left leg. I didn’t know what was the deal with me and dresses with slits since the last one I wore had one

said I looked a little tired to do my own thing, and my brown eyes were highlighted in a blue eye make

way down at a quarter past seven. Gabriel

outside.” Luna added

in confusion, I walked

entrance, talking to the driver

I walked towards him. “Am

on time.” A small smile

rendered. “You don’t do

bigger smile. “I don’t do

I looked away from him,

“Shall we?”

us to the car the driver had pulled out, not his sports car

opened the door for me, and got in from the other end. The driver

“Do

you

him once we

“I do. Why?”

a

“I like them.”

the

his temple. “I think it’s a sea

not offering a reply. There was an impending conversation between us I knew and so did he, but this wasn’t the time for it or the place. Sometime else. It felt nice living in the moment

gala welcomed us with a big portrait

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