Chapter 35 - Behind every angry woman stands man who has absolutely no idea what he did wrong (1/2)

Lily fumed with anger as she entered the living room.

”Alexndre!” With trembling fists she stood across from him and stamped. She felt like a little kid. As he loomed up in front of her and looked down at her. Suddenly everything seemed so cramped.

She remembered finding a bouquet of red roses and chocolates on the bed. When she left the steaming bath. Had he wanted to apologize to her? She did not know. But why did he act that way? It did not make sense. He did not make any sense! He behaved so contradictory. She did not understand his signals. Lily crossed her arms over her chest.

”Just tell me what it is you want from me.” Alexandre forced himself to say. Actually, he did not want to argue with her. It just was not supposed to bother him how she felt.

Actually, she should have smiled at him, happy about his presents. She should have thanked him and should have invited him to an adventure between bed sheets. He had expected that from her. But she was nobody else but Lily. He had understood that by now.

Her noses fluttered slightly. It took all her self control not to start to yell. His arrogant words irritated her, only more. ”Alexandre, you said yourself I'm your wife ...” she started calmly. ”But I don't feel like you treat me like your wife. How am I supposed to trust you when you keep things from me and I need to hear it from others?”

”What are you actually trying to debate with me?” Alexandre acted as if he was ignorant.

”Maybe if you listened, I wouldn't have to keep telling you.”

Lily snap, forgetting herself as every emotion seems to pour out of her. ”Did you ever stop to think that I have feelings too?!” Tensions kept rising on.

”Are you upset now? Why are you like this?” Alexandre asked in astonishment. He felt overwhelmed in this situation. Uncomfortable. He has never been hit with words like that before. He was angry with her. Why did she make a scene? He did not understand it. After all, he had not done anything wrong.

He did not want to get expressively mad. He wanted to argue, but he found himself speechless. Why could not she accepted his gifts and let it go? He knew that she had feelings. He was not an idiot. But he did not understand her feelings. Alexandre's insecurities hit its peak. A reserved look was in his eyes.

”I am angry! How sharp-witted, Sherlock!” Lily's lower lip trembled, she could barely hide her bitter undertone. ”You think I can just forget what you did?!”

”What I did?!” His voice sounded unnaturally calm. ”I fulfilled all your demands. I bought you jewelry and clothes. Married you. Although you certainly did not deserve it.” He looked at her in disgust.