137 How Cruel (1/2)

Her finger rose to his lips, stopping him in his tracks.

It was a shame she wasn't the one for that.

”Are you going to continue to act like you don't notice what I'm saying?” Mrs. Cloud cocked her head to the side, ”cuz' I can act like I don't know what you want too.”

Mr. Cloud stopped, staring straight into his wife's eyes. He smirked. A shiver ran down her spine.

”So are you saying that if I go along with your answer, I'll get what I want?” Mr. Cloyd asked.

Mrs. Cloud stared back at him. ”Ok. We'll see.”

”Hmm,” Mr. Cloud muttered. He knew for a fact that she would take back her word whenever she wished and at whatever time she wanted. She would do whatever she wanted in the end if it would benefit her more.

She had a business mindset. Promises were as credible and unrecorded contracts. They were only formalities that relied on personal trust to accomplish.

They had none of that.

”Ok,” Mr. Cloud nodded.

Mrs. Cloud gave a smile. ”Great.” To that, Mr. Cloud stared at her. It had been a while since he had seen a smile on her face directed at him. Fake or real. It was beautiful.

”What are you trying to accomplish by the things you've been doing recently,” Mrs. Cloud asked.

Mr. Cloud leaned back, sitting down on the chair beside his bed. ”You're not even going to ask what I'm doing in the first place? I thought that was the question you wanted me to ask.”

”And then have to ask another question and give you chances to ask more of me? I don't think so. Answer the question you were given Mr. Cloud,” Mrs. Cloud rolled her eyes, letting out a slight sigh of annoyance.

It hadn't even been 5 minutes since she had woken up but she was already tired and drained. Just being in his presence was annoying.

She hated having to reduce herself to the level of a 5 year old just to have conversations.

”Ok then, that has an easy answer,” Mr. Cloud shrugged. ”I was bored.”

Mrs. Cloud's head tilted to the left for a moment. ”Hm.. you sure about that? Nothing to do with that business partner you have been working with right?”

Mr. Cloud froze, his lips not speaking a word. ”I've been working with them for a while, if something new was happening you'd be able to tell.”

”That's why I'm pointing it out right now. I've noticed it.” Mrs. Cloud muttered. ”It seems like something new happened with them.”

Mr. Cloud was about to open his mouth and respond when he stopped in his tracks. 'No lies…' he thought to himself. He looked up at Mrs. Cloud and continued. ”Yes, but it's completely unrelated to the cause of the cameras in the building.”

Mrs. Cloud nodded her head. ”Ah.. is that so,” she muttered. ”Then are you trying to achieve a false sense of achievement?”

”I hate clarifying myself. I know you heard the first time,” Mrs. Cloud scowled.

”False sense of achievement…” Mr. Cloud muttered out loud. He lets out a chuckle. 'She always knows how to make the situation more than it already was.' He shrugged, ”if a false sense of achievement is what you think I have, then go ahead and continue that train of thought.”

”You're beating around the bush, not answering my questions again,” Mrs. Cloud sighed, her violet eyes glowing with anger when she glanced at Mr. Cloud. ”You make it so hard for me to be able to work with you.”

”Is it me that is hard to work with or you?” Mr. Cloud reversed.

”A woman who knows what she came for is the clarity that is needed in every conversation involving her,” Mrs. Cloud retorted, ”now stop wasting my time, and answer my question.”