I got to the kitchen and it was Jenny, instead of me to leave the kitchen, I stayed to watch her cook
I stared at her as she went about cooking. She was gracefully starring whatever that is inside the pot on the burner. She could pass as a good wife,you know.
"Sure she can but so you know, you are married. Stop lusting after your ex"
My mind screamed at me. I am seriously going to have an issue with this mind of mine that keeps reminding me that I am married.
She carried down the pot and turned, she freezed when she caught me staring at her but as the master she is, she masked her shock expression with a smirk, walked to the cabinet and picked sauce, walked back to the pot and started dishing out the food.
"I see you don't do things again but to watch me Mr Zain?"
She asked casually. That was a good start. She did not do her usual.
"What are you making?"
I asked with the same attitude as hers. Being friendly with her might be the key to her warming up to me.
"Making oatmeal for your wife. She requested it. I see you are being nice huh?"
"I see you are not being miss dickhead?"
She chuckled and shook her head.
"I don't think that word is used on a lady"
She started and put the food inside a tray. I walked into the kitchen fully and peeped inside her pot.
"Can I have some? I am starving"
I pleaded like a hungry teenager.
"Just hold on, let me take this to her then I will get back to you"
She said and picked the tray and left the kitchen.
Jenny's point of view….
I was surprised to turn and see Zain staring at me. I did not hear him come in, I was so engrossed that I became unconscious of my environment.
He had this calmed look on his face and it dawned on me that I was going about everything the wrong way. Being hostile to him shows I still have feelings for him and that I have not let go of my past which is not the message I want to pass to him. I want him to understand that I was over him a long time ago and that he doesn't get to me anymore.
At least, I should try to be friends with him not enemies in that way, my stay here will be stress-free.
We had a little friendly conversation and found out talking to him is not so stressful. He asked if he could have some of the oatmeal I made for Susan and I told him yes, that will be after I have taken this to Susan. I was on my way to serve Susan her meal.
I walked in after she invited me in.
"That was fast. Thank you so much. Do you have any idea if my husband is back?"
She asked, looking at me.
"Yes he's back"
I responded.
"Okay, I heard him drive in. I was thinking if he is outside or in the living room"
"He's inside the house, he requested for oatmeal and he will be having some"
"That's great then. You are helpful"
She said and turned her face away which means conversation over. I left her alone to deal with her terrible mood.
I got to the kitchen and the sight I saw left me laughing.
Zain was devouring the oatmeal like his life depends on it. He asked if he could have some and I told him when I am back from serving his wife, I would dish it out for him and here he is having his way with my pot.
He did not tell me he was this hungry and would not be able to wait. He eats like someone who has not eaten for like two days now.
" Zain, please don't choke on it. Easy with the spoon"
I said and left for my room. He can help himself. Menh, that was the funniest side of him I have seen in a while. The image of him eating like that could not leave my head and I found it adorable.
I got to my room and yawned tiredly. I wondered why I was yawning when it was not long after I woke up from sleep. I hope I'm not being lazy.
I felt sticky and I decided to take a shower. It might help me get back on my feet.
First bath in Reben Castle. I got my towel and walked into the bathroom. I was here before but I did not get to see what it looks like.
There were marble tiles all over and a huge wall mirror with a transparent bathing space. It was built in the sense that if you are having your bath, someone in the main bathroom will see you nake.
I ran a bath and settled in to have my bath.
Writer's Point of view….
Owen knocked at Jenny's and heard no invitation to come in and he concluded that she might be asleep. On second thought he decided to see if she is because he could remember hearing her laugh some few minutes ago. He is hungry and needs to eat ASAP.
He cracked the door open and saw no one inside, he heard the bathroom shower running and smiled.
"She is having her bath"
He mumbled and sat on her bed to wait for her. He couldn't have just gone and come back but he has no strength to do so. What he is doing there he can't even tell, his body has refused to move.
He had lost count of the minutes and eventually she came out, wrapped in a towel. Jenny was so mad to see him in her room without prior notice.
She forgot that she was only on a towel and charged at him.
"What the hell are you doing in my room for heaven's sake?"
She asked in annoyance as she approached him. Owen was finding the whole thing amusing. He was asking himself if ever did something wrong or just him sitting on her bed calmly?.
"Have you looked at yourself in the mirror whenever you are angry?"
He asked and she stopped in her tracks.
"If you never did, try and see how ugly you are. I wasn't here to see anything other than to tell you I am hungry. What is so special about you anyway"
He said and walked out of the room, leaving Jenny dumbfounded.