Chapter 360 - Three Hundred And Sixty: Forgive Me, Please. (1/2)

The third point of view :

”Goodmorning beautiful,” Eden was woken up from sleep by the voice of his wife.

Wife?

Oh right, he was married. Last night had been blurry considering the amount of fun they had. And by fun, he meant having a glass of wine with his wife, Camille, and afterward, doing it on the couch, table, you name it. Gosh, his head felt like exploding.

”You are one hell of a woman,” Eden simply pecked her on the cheek because of morning breath.

”I'll get the food ordered while you shower,” Camille announced as he prepared to go into the shower.

”Alright!” he said and walked into the washing area.

Eden didn't waste much time washing up, unlike his wife. To be honest, he was grateful she had washed up before him. Once Camille was in the shower, it was until the next day - literally. The lady luxuriates so much in the bathroom that one often can't help but wonder if she's going through labor in there.

”What are the plans for today?” Camille asked as they had breakfast.

Unlike Nik and his wife Reina who had everything planned, they had just left for their honeymoon unplanned. According to Eden, the unknown was much thrilling, so he chose a random country after she lost to him in the rock, paper, scissors game - damn it! Why did she choose scissors twice?

So, here they are. Two couples from different backgrounds with no clue what to do next, except to have fun. Hopefully, they don't experiment on crazy drinks today, her head was still pounding from yesterday.

”Why don't we look around? Explore the city. If it doesn't suit us, we can leave for another?” he suggested.

”Fine by me,” Camille accepted without further thought. Her husband was dynamic and crazy and she loved that about him.

This marriage was a huge experiment. It was obvious that Eden cared for her and now they were married, it became a pledge he had to uphold. However, Camille couldn't boost of him loving her. He hadn't even professed he loved her yet; he still had Maya in his heart. Well, she had time and would slowly occupy his heart.

They both made crazy and dirty jokes while eating. No sooner were they done, both left to explore this new locale. They had booked the hotel upon coming and it seems the universe was in support of their union because the suite they requested was unoccupied - lucky them.

Since it was the winter season in the city, both dressed warmly and continued their exploration until Eden stumbled upon a kiosk.

”Oh,” He looked surprised, pointing at the necklace displayed on the stand.

”What? Is there something you need?”

”No, but it's a fake,” He said to her.

”Huh? What is a fake?” The woman was confused, looking around.

”That necklace,” Eden said, pointing to a very exquisite crafted necklace with several gems.

”What about it? How did you know it's a fake?” She examined the necklace, ”It looks real to me,”

”Of course, I know it's fake because I bought the fake too for five hundred million,”

”What?!” Camille almost went bananas. She couldn't say a word because she was shocked. Who in the world buys a single necklace for five hundred dollars, not to talk of a fake one. She felt like slapping some sense into him. Who does that?

”How could you make such a mistake?”

”Niklaus tricked me,” there was a nostalgic smile on his face, ”Then, I wanted to get Maya's attention so I bided on the necklace and he did too...” Eden began to narrate the tale without noticing how Camille's face had changed upon hearing ”Maya's” name.

”I never knew it was a plot by Nik. He kept hyping the prizes and leading me on until I bidded that crazy amount, he stopped finally. I went crazy afterward to discover that asshole of a cousin had - hey, are you alright?” he noticed her mood had somewhat changed.

It was wrong to say women were jealous creatures, they were possessive beings. Camille didn't hate Reina - heck, she was her friend - but it was disheartening to hear her husband reminiscing about their time together during their honeymoon. Maybe it was a slip of the tongue; everyone was bound to make mistakes. She decided to keep it that way.

Pretending as nothing happened, both continued with their date; laughing and checking out the many stalls with their goods on display. The couples were having a good time until they stumbled upon a stall selling second-hand clothes - Eden had been the one who stopped.

”Why? Do you want to buy something?” Camille was surprised. The man was a billionaire and all of his clothes were custom made or purchased from a high-class departmental store. He had never worn fairly used clothes as seen in this store - at least as far as she knows.

”No, this actually brings back memories,” He smiled at her, feeling the chiffon trouser.