His Cure

“Let’s extend the contract, Author.”he stated.

“Huh?”slides out of Beatrice’s mouth.

“Let’s extend the contract to forever.”he remarked.

Beatrice’s breathing hitched up.

“Where.. is that coming from?”

“From the depth of my heart.”he responded.

Beatrice hiccups.

“I am simply saying we should end our author and reader’s era. I want us to be more closer to each other.”he added.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Beatrice took her lips in.

Her face started to burn out, and she glanced away from him.

Gosh..

Is he professing his love to her right now?.

“I… will give you time to think about it.”he uttered.

“Hm.”she nodded.

She suddenly felt something was blocking her throat.

God. He is always full of surprises, isn’t he?.

“So… you aren’t angry that I didn’t come to visit you?”she looked at him, deciding to change the topic.

He shook his head.

She nodded and averted her gaze to the ceiling.

Thanks to his confession, things seems pretty awkward between them.

“How about trying to eat even a little out of the food?”he implored.

“I can’t. I.. would just sleep. Maybe I would feel better after that.”she pressed her lips together.

She observed him from her side face, waiting for him to leave.

When he didn’t, she turned to him.

“I.. would sleep now.”

“Hm. I’ll wait till you fall asleep.”

Beatrice’s eyes popped out.

“Well, you don’t..”

“Just sleep, will you?”he cut her off.

She closed her eyes tightly.

She suddenly laughed out and opened her eyes.

“Okay.. this.. is.. so awkward. You should leave. I can’t sleep with you watching over me. It seems so.. new and.. unsettling.”she stated.

“I won’t.”

“Well.. I already said I would think about your.. your this thing. So, you can leave, hun?”

“Why can’t I watch over you while you sleep?”he perched his brows up.

“Be… cause..”she drawled out.

“Because?”

“Hmm.. we.. you just.. said you like me so.. you shouldn’t be..”she cleared her throat.

“Well, miss, we are married.”he scoffed.

She rolled her eyes.

She pulled the blanket over her face but he took it down.

Beatrice groaned, silently.

She closed her eyes and eventually slept off.

Two weeks later.

…

“Still no answer?”Gregory scoffed as he strides inside the kitchen.

Beatrice slammed the fridge closed and spun around.

“The course of love sure runs deeper. I have to find out whether what I am feeling is just pity or love.”she shrugged.

“But you always make your female leads give an answer to your male leads in few days.”he scoffed.

“That’s a novel for you. This is reality.”Beatrice smacked her lips.

Gregory scrunched up his nose.

“Then, can we pretend we are in a novel?”

“Reality is harsh, IntrovertBoy. We would eventually feel its harshness.”Beatrice sighed.

She uncapped the bottle of carrot juice that she’d snagged out of the fridge and drank some of it.

Gregory refracted his steps, about to leave the kitchen.

“Don’t you think you’re missing something?”she asked behind him.

He swung his head back at her.

“What’s that?”

“My birthday!”she almost scream.

He said he likes her, so, why would he forget that?.

“You haven’t accept my feelings yet. Why should I wish you a happy birthday?”he shrugged and sauntered away.

Beatrice scoffed.

He is a total jerk, isn’t he?.

Hmph!

Melinda took a month leave for a rewind.

Megan has left too. She said she has finally decided to continue her education.

“Ma’am?. Would you like me to get anything for you?”a cook came inside the kitchen.

“Oh, no. I mean, yes. Today’s my birthday so cook me a very delicious meal.”Beatrice smiled.

“Happy birthday, ma’am. I would fix you something nice soon. Please, go and wait in your room. You shouldn’t stress yourself out too much on this joyous day.”

“Thank you.”Beatrice beamed up at her and left the kitchen.

She went to her room.

She stared at her phone’s blank screen.

No one has called her to wish her, except her mom.

The cook brought her food to her.

“Enjoy your day, ma’am. I did something extraordinary with the dish, since today is not an ordinary day.”she said with a grin.

Beatrice uncovered the plate and gasps.

*H. birthday.*was written on the fried rice with..

“What?? You can use pasta to write this?. Woah. Thank you so much, miss. This year’s birthday is one that I would forever remember.”Beatrice appreciated.

“You deserve it, ma’am.”she bowed with a smile then exit the room.

Beatrice took her fork and dug inside the food.

**

4:00pm.

…

After eternity, Beatrice phone finally rang.

She peeked at the caller and when she saw that it was Alyssa, she scoffed.

She is sure going to give her an earful.

Is this the time for her to call a birthday girl?.

And, the nerves of Gregory to go out also.

She swiped to the answer button and put the phone on her left ear.

“Hello?. Beatrice, can you hear me?.”

“Whaaat?”Beatrice snorted.

“Can you come down to my house right now?. It’s about Gregory.”Alyssa panicked.

Beatrice sprang up from the bed.

“What… what’s it about him?”she tried to maintain her calmness.

“Ugh.. just come. Things seems too bad here..”Alyssa urged, fervently.

The next thing Beatrice heard was a soft dirge.

She removed the phone from her ears and prinked at the blank screen.

Damn!

She stared at what she was wearing – A pajamas.

Well, who cares?

She rushed out of the house and went to the garage.

She entered her car.

Before she could horn for the gateman to open the door, he already did.

Beatrice zoomed out, instantaneously.

She could see another car following after her.

She drove to Alyssa’s place.

She raced the stairs up and barged into her room.

“Where’s Gregory?. What’s?…”she panted as soon as she entered.

She stopped when she saw Gregory sitting prettily in her room.

Alyssa convulsed in laughter.

“I told you that would work.”she said to Gregory.

“What’s… happening here?”Beatrice scoffed.

“Well, I and Gregory decided to pull up a prank call on you to see whether you like him or not and, mennnn… you rushed down here in.. in a pajamas!”Alyssa laughed.

“Seriously?!!!”Beatrice yelled.

“Simmer down, babe.”Alyssa grinned.

“Do.. do you know how.. what if I’d gotten into an accident from the crazy way I drove down here?”Beatrice frowned.

“Well, we had some people to escort you to ensure anything doesn’t happen to you. Aww, lover girl that is trying to play hard to get. Come on, my friend is an hottie. Better grab him before he slides out of your grip, shortie.”Alyssa winked at her.

“I am not a shortie!”Beatrice glared hard at her.

“Compared to Gregory, you are!”Alyssa persisted.

She stood up and left the room, leaving her and Gregory alone in the room.

Beatrice frowned at him.

He chuckled before rising up to his feets.

“That’s a dress on the bed. Change into that.”he said.

“Huh?. Why?”

“Action before question first.”Gregory clicked his tongue.

“I would be outside. Call me once you’re done.”he went out.

Beatrice moved to the dress and picked it up.

It’s a red long gown.

Since she was so curious to know what he was trying to do, she didn’t get the time to admire the dress really well.

However, one thing is for sure – It’s BEAUTIFUL!!

She put it on and called him in.

He came inside and gave a satisfied nod.

He walked to where she was and grabbed her arm.

“Let’s go.”he mouthed.

“Go to where?”Beatrice whined as she was being taken away by him.

“House, of course.”he smirks.

“Eishhh”she gritted her teeths at him.

He made her change into that dress just to take her home?.

They got to the stairs then she suddenly heard,

“Happy birthday!!!”

Her eyes bulged out of their sockets at the crowd before her.

Alyssa bursted two confetti cannons in the air.

The cannons shoots out streamers alongside the confetti.

“Wohooo!! Happy birthday, Beatrice!!”she yelled and came to place the party hat on her head.

Gregory’s hand slides up to her waist, pulling her more closer to himself.

“Happy birthday, wife.”Gregory kissed her left cheek.