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My Husband, My Ruin

"Damien Cole, do you take Esmeralda Blake to be your lawfully wedded wife? To love her, protect her, and stay faithful to her until death do you part?" "yes, I do." he answered But vows are easy to speak and harder to keep. Because behind Damien's charming smile lies secrets that could destroy the woman he promised to cherish. And Esmeralda-the quiet bride with a hidden identity-may not be as fragile as he thinks. What happens when love turns into betrayal, and vows become weapons?
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Chapter 3

ESMELRALDA Point of view

I looked around the room to ensure that all the decorations from last night are taken off; otherwise, Damien will again blame himself for spoiling my hard work.

Sharon, the decorator did her work so well!

I was rechecking the room when my eyes met the photo frame that was proudly hanging on the side wall.

I walked towards it and observed it thoughtfully.

It was I and Damien's wedding picture.

I looked at our smiling faces and then focused my attention on my man, my husband, Damien, who was looking devilishly handsome that day.

Do remind me of a day when he didn't look handsome, mocked my conscience!

I shook my head amusingly, He always does.

But that day, something was special about him, about us.

After all, it was the day when we became one.

My mind goes back to the time when our journey started.

We accidentally bumped into each other in a coffee shop.

Did I just say we?

Oops, I bumped into him.

I was working as a waiter in the tea shop, and he happened to be one of our customers because he comes there almost every single day.

So one particular morning, we had lots of customers and it was only I and my friend Maria who were on duty that day.

I was rushing to go attend to one of our customers and wasn't looking, and that was how I ended up spilling the hot tea in my hand on his white tea shirt.

That incident made us have our first conversations.

From small talks, I ended up falling for him. Lol, and Tada, here we are today celebrating our one-year togetherness in marriage.

*****time skip******

Damien's p.o.v

I came back home this morning to find Esmeralda sleeping.

Apparently, I didn't come back home yesterday after apologizing for not remembering our wedding anniversary.

The truth is, I actually planned to go home that morning, but my personal assistant told me that I had a business meeting in Germany; my flight was booked already, and the plane was scheduled to take off that morning.

So, my hands were tied.

Like always, I had to call Esmeralda and apologize to her.

I'm finally home, and my beautiful wife is sleeping so peacefully.

I leaned on her completely by keeping my both palms on both sides of her pillow as I gave a peck on her cheeks.

She stirred and slowly opened her eyes.

I decided to catch her off guard and planted a kiss on her soft, plump lips.

She tried to say something after I kissed her on her lips, but before she could say anything, I captured her lips in a passionate kiss.

I pulled her lower lip with my teeth as she was busy teasing my upper lip.

Bad girl.

I changed our position by taking her above me.

Now she was lying on my chest while my hands were busy exploring her back as I slipped my hand beneath her top.

Our passionate lip lock was broken by the sharp ringing of my phone.

"Aarrghh" I groaned in frustration as I looked at the phone screen.

I then looked at my wife with puppy eyes.

She smiled and kissed my forehead and left the room, indicating her understanding towards my work.

After attending to the call, I came out of the bedroom only to find her busy making breakfast in the kitchen.

I went towards her and encircled my hands around her waist and kept my head on her shoulder.

"How do you know that I was about to leave for the office?" I questioned.

"Because whenever your assistance calls you, that means either there is an important meeting or your presence is required in some decision-making or paperwork," she answered as she continued preparing breakfast "I'm sorry. I wasn't around during our anniversary and I just got back, yet my presence is still needed at the company..but don't worry, I will call my personal assistant and tell her that I want to dedicate my day today fully to my wife, so today, no work..and as far as that meeting is concerned, it's okay. I will manage it somehow."

Esmeralda switched off the gas and turned around to look at me.

"You don't need to do that, damien.I know how significant work is..and if you miss your meeting because of me, I will not like that at all..and as far as the anniversary is concerned, it's okay, we can always celebrate it any other day..let's postpone our anniversary celebration for some time..when you are free, you can take me out for a nice dinner, and we will celebrate our anniversary then, simple. This way you don't have to miss your meeting and disappoint your client." Esmeralda says as she cupped my face with her soft hands while smiling.

"Baby, but it's not like that. Every man should work for his family, and for me, you are my family. If you are not happy, then what is the point of me working? And I know that you are saying this only to keep my mind at ease. The day before yesterday, you were so upset... I don't want that later in the future, when we have kids, you will taunt me in front of them for being the world's worst husband... so no business trip this time... I will tell my personal assistant to cancel my flight tickets."

Esmeralda giggled when I said the word worst husband,

" hey, who said you are the worst husband? If anybody should ask me, I will say you are the best husband ever. I will never get tired of thanking God for giving me the world's best husband. You love me so much, you care for me so much, and even now, for my happiness, you are ready to sacrifice your meeting..so why can't I do the same for your happiness? And I know Damien, even if you stay with me, your mind will still be occupied with that deal, and you will have a bad day worrying about how you will manage that deal and, if you can't, how much of a loss it will be. And you know I don't like it whenever you are worried, so it's better that you go to the office now and focus on your work."

I lifted her hand and bowed to kiss her palm.

" I love you so much, baby. You are the best wife. Wait, I brought something for you," I informed her as I went inside our bedroom and came back with a bouquet of red roses and kneeled down in front of her.

"Mrs. Esmeralda Damien, I know I am not the perfect husband. I have always troubled you with my work schedule. I am never able to give you the time and attention you deserve. I have forgotten our anniversary. And until today, I didn't even know your favorite ice cream. Like other husband-wife couples, we never shared a date, and I never took you out shopping. And I don't know how, but you still live with and bear a jerk like me. Thank you for coming into my life. Thank you for loving me so much. Thank you for being so understanding and caring.I love you so much, sweetheart...happy marriage anniversary, my love...accept your favorite flowers from my side as our anniversary gift, and yes, give me my return gift by kissing me," I said as I pouted cutely and earned a hearty laugh from Esmeralda .

Esmeralda pulled me by my collar and kissed me deeply with so much affection.

"Thank you so much, baby... I love you too. Now go and get ready or you'll be late for your flight."

After some time, I was standing in front of the airport with my luggage.

I felt someone tap on my shoulder.

I turned around to find my friends Jason and Michael.

We shared a group hug.

"What's the matter, Damien? We thought we would have to do this guys trip without you. You know how it is after marriage. Married men can't make decisions on their own... for everything they need their wife's permission... By the way, I have to admit, your wife turned out to be quite modern-minded to let you go on this trip with us," Michael said.

" come on, this is Damien we are talking about here. He can trap any chick with his sweet talk and eat her alive, and she still won't even realize it. Poor Esmeralda, just by looking at her, you can tell she has been silenced by him... or you could just say she is like a puppet in Damien's hands. He can make her dance any way he wants," Jason said as he started laughing.

"Right, Damien?"

The aduacity!

I grabbed Jason's collar with a serious expression.

" Shut up, Jason. How dare you say something like that about my wife? Don't forget who you are talking about. How dare you? You are my friend, but that doesn't give you the right to make jokes about my wife because she... "I paused for a moment, and then a smirk appeared on my lips. Because she's mine and only mine." I said and started laughing, and the others heaved a sigh of relief seeing me back to normal.

"come on guys, we are getting late."

To be continued

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