Chapter 96 - Angry Wife

Benjamin

"And what if Sierra didn't trick us…" Saph went on.

I did not want to have this conversation right now. I sharply blew out. "Saph.." I said. And looked at het with pleading eyes. 

"I need to know." She urged. "I have told you before that I would of married her, regardless." I sighed. "I "mean… you said that we would still be together then." Saphira's cheeks turned a little red. "I don't understand." She said.

"Jasmine." I sighed. "Jazz has, I don't know… Bewitched me maybe, from the moment I first saw her." I said thinking of Daniel's words. 

Saphira frowned a little. "I thought you said you hadn't fallen in love before?" She asked when our drinks were served. "Thank you." I said to the waitress. 

"It wasn't like that…" I shrugged. "Then wat was it like?" Saph pressed. "Do we truly need to discuss this?" I asked.

"Yes, we do." She stated. I stroke my hand through my hair. "I am very much used to getting everything I want." I said. 

Saphira laughed a little. "I am not kidding…" I said because I was not trying to humor her. "I have never had to do anything at all to get a woman's attention." I said looking at her. I remembered the day she called my super yacht a boat, while trying to get my attention in my bedroom. 

"So she was hard to get or what?!" Saphira frowned. I laughed without humor. "More than that. She dead right refused me." I said shaking my head.

"We had become the best of friends, but she and I both knew we were so much more." I said and took a sip of my water. 

Saph was still quiet. "So.. you and I were only together, because she did not want you?" I heard her voice crack.

This was what I was afraid of. "Yes…" I sighed. "No." I shrugged. "Jazz told me to find my true love and I had to marry. My grandfather gave me a year. So I did." I flat out told her.

"So I am your true love." She said with a hopeful expression. "I love her Saphira." She needed to grasp that. 

"But do you love me?" She asked when a waitress brought Saphira's food. I looked up to her, wanting to say thank you, when my eyes were locked with a pair of cat-like green eyes.

The plate with food clattered to the ground. 

"Habibie." I breathed an clutched my hand to my chest. 

"Habibie." I said again as I stood up and wrapped my arms around her. 

Jasmine seemed frozen. "What are you doing?" I said as I took off that large hat. "I did not have any money." She said in a whisper. 

I cupped her face in my hands and studied her features. There was a mark on her face, the same one I saw on the video. My breathing came in thuds as tears rolled down my cheek. I kissed each inch of her face and then rested my nose against hers. 

"I love you." I said hoarse and kissed her feverishly. The kiss tasted salty. "I am so sorry." I breathed against her lips. We were both crying. "We need to leave." I said in between kisses. I had almost forgot that we were not alone. The whole diner was staring at us. 

Her hair was loose, she did not where a veil. She was wearing a western style working outfit. "Let's go." I told her. 

"I did not eat yet." Saphira said. I looked at her for a split second and then returned my gaze to my wife. I tugged a curl behind her ear. 

"What is happening?" A tall man said to Jazz, when he suddenly appeared behind her. "Jace."  She said when she turned around. "This is my husband." She s. aid as she grabbed my suit jacket. 

I smiled at that. I shook the man's hand. "Thank you for letting her work here." I said. "But we need to leave now." I pulled Jasmine closed to my body. I was afraid she would magically disappear. 

"Your shift is not up yet." He grumbled. I reached in my pocket and handed him some bills. "For the inconvenience." I told him. He looked at the money. "I thought you said that you did not have any money, or a place to sleep." He said eyeing me suspiciously. 

"Well.. I don't… my husband does…" She said in a small voice. I picked Jasmine up and kissed her cheek. "Sir I thank you so much, but I don't have much time to go into details with you right now. We need to go." I pressed.

"Let's go Saphira." I said as he was still sitting there. Saphira got up, although it seemed unwillingly. 

I held Jazz tight with one hand and with the other I took out my phone. "I need the car parked outside the diner. Now!" I said and hung up the phone. '

Th man called Jace finally backed off and let the three of us leave. "You can put me down now." Jazz smiled. 

"I don't want to." I said as the driver opened the door for us and I carried her in. Saphira got in the car as well and I grabbed my wives hand. 

"How did you get here?" I asked. "The bus." She replied. I knew that. "I mean… where have you slept?" I tried again.

"At Jace's house." She said timid. "Oh." Was the only thing I managed to say. "Why?" I asked. 

"Because it was cold." She tried to explain. "You shouldn't just go along with some man." I told her. 

Jasmine looked at me and her eyes hardened. "What was I supposed to do then?" She said with a hint of anger. 

"I don't know." I shrugged. 

"What did you tell him?" I urged. "That I needed shelter and money." Was the only thing she replied.

Jasmine closed her eyes and I took that as a hint to shut my mouth.

We were driven to the airport and went on a commercial plane. My grandfather had muttered something about that it was less likely that they would try to take that down. 

I had never been on a commercial plane. I was never allowed, because of safety reasons. Funny paradox. 

Saphira had been quiet the whole time. I felt bad that I hurt her. Although I would never hide the feelings I have for Jasmine. She sat to rows behind us. 

I looked at Jasmine and she gazed back at me. "How old was he?" I asked. Jasmine narrowed her eyes. "Who?!" She said. "Jace." I frowned. 

"Are you kidding me?" She snapped.

"You should ask questions like; did they hurt you while you were held captive? How do you feel? Are you alright? Do you know who they were? How did you escape?" She said very much irritated. 

"But instead you are being the jealous husband, who showed up with his ex-lover after you put yourself in harms wat to protect her. Which led to me being kidnapped." She hissed.

"Do you blame me for that?!" I shrieked. 

She said nothing. 

It was my fault. But also not at all.

"I had left you save in the tunnels!" I said a little louder.

"You are acting like I willingly let you be taken!" I said looking into her green eyes.

"You should not have gone down there!" I said frustrated wit where this conversation was headed. 

"No." She plainly said. "You. Should. Not have. Gone. Down. There." She said each word carefully. 

"I had to." I sighed, running my finger through my hair.

"Why did you have?!" Jasmine muttered. 

"Saphira was in danger." I said choking. She trapped me. I should not of brought that diner guy up. Jazz was not going to let this go now. 

"See… " She said. Not looking at me anymore. "That is exactly why I needed to down there as well." She mumbled.

What was she talking about?

"What?" I frowned. 

"Never mind." She said. "I have a major headache, I am going to sleep." She said closing her eyes.

"Habibie cut it out. I am not going to fight with you. We are not going to fight. Just tell me what you mean sweety." I pleaded. 

She looked at me. furious. Her eyes were so big it almost scared me. "Why did you save her?" She looked at me intently. Her voice was sharp. 

"I could not of just let her be hurt right?" I questioned. "Why not?"" She said icy. She needed to be a little reasonable. "You are being absurd." I accused her. 

"Am I?!" She mumbled under her breath. "If I did not show up at your table, what would you of answered?" I looked at her, not knowing what it was she meant.

"She asked you if you love her…" She said almost shouting. 

"So do you?" She spat at me.

This was not how I imagined our reuinion.