Chapter 262 - Dictator Husband

Looking at her departing figure, Adam felt guilt rising up in his body, wrapping around his entire being. "Good job, Adam." He muttered under his breath, sarcasm dripping off from his every word. He didn't want to upset her or mean to sound rude even in the slightest bit, but his words failed him, or it may be the way he placed them out. 

Heaving out a long sigh, he groaned in annoyance when Stella was no longer in his line of sight. "You better fix this, you moron." He scolded himself before his feet began to move in the direction of the room. He knew he needed to fix it as soon as possible. His frail heart wouldn't be able to see her upset. He would prefer her to lash out on him, rather than staying quiet with a sad smile embracing her delectable lips. 

"Stella?" Peeking inside the room, he called out softly. He fought the urge to punch himself right I'm the face when he saw her lying down quietly in the bed with her back facing towards the door, a woolen comforter was covering her body up to her shoulders. 

He quietly stepped inside the room and closed the door as quietly as he could. With light steps, he walked up to her and climbed on the bed. "I am sorry." He muttered next to her ear as he wrapped himself around her covered figure. 

Stella continued to stay still, not bothering to reply to her as she tried to focus on the copper shaded bedside lamp. It wasn't because she didn't want to reply to him, it was the guilt of hiding things from him. It would have been better if he had not caught her as she was trying to hide the card. Now she was feeling much worse for lying to him. And here he was, apologizing to her for something he wasn't responsible for. It wasn't him who ruined her mood, it was her own guilt which was making her sad. 

"Stella?" He called her name softly and hugged her tighter. "I really didn't mean it. I am sorry that my words came out like that. Never in my life, would I want to hurt you in anyway. And I know I have, I know I hurt you when I left you behind. And I won't ask for your forgiveness. I want you to hold me responsible for every pain that you felt during that period. Punish me for it, my baby girl. But talk to me." He muttered. 

"Idiot." She turned around and pushed him away a little so that she could look at his face. "Stop blaming yourself for whatever happened then. It wasn't your fault even in the slightest bit. Blame my husband one more time, and I will not talk to you for an entire day, maybe for even longer than that." She added with a pout. 

"As you say, my love. But will my lovely wife bother to explain to this foolish husband of hers, what happened to her mood all so suddenly if it wasn't for my words or me?" He questioned her before pressing his lips against her forehead. "Tell me, sweetheart." He muttered against her forehead, not moving his lips away.

"It's not you, Adam. It's actually….." She trailed off, her mind a mess as she tried to come up to a decision. After a minute or two of thinking things over, she continued. "It's actually… my parents. I was missing them. I haven't paid them a visit since I ran from Amsterdam." 

"That's it? You could have told me this earlier." He pinched her cheeks. "Why don't we pay them a visit tomorrow?" He suggested her, just like she had predicted.

"But tomorrow is an office day, and we can't take an off at such a crucial time. We only have a week left to finish off the preparations before R&E Group of Companies becomes a subsidiary of Levinson's Corp." She shook her head sideways. 

"You do have a valid point. We can go next weekend. What about Saturday? Since we have a banquet to attend on Sunday." He asked her to which she first nodded her head in a yes before shaking it sideways. 

"We could do that, but I want to visit them really badly. If you don't mind, can I suggest something?" She looked up at him and asked, giving him a pleading look.

"Ahan." He added in response, narrowing his eyes at her. 'Why am I having a bad feeling about this?' 

"We can't skip office or leave the company to run on its own for an entire day, that too when the workload is too much, right?" She stopped for a while and continued after she got a nod from him. "But what if you stay back at the company and make sure that everything runs smoothly here. I can go to Amsterdam on my own. Edward can be my driver." She gave him an uneasy smile as she looked at him with hopeful eyes. 

Instead of replying to her, he continued to observe the minor changes in her expressions. "No."  A single word escaped his lips in reply to her 'idea' before he untangled himself from her and sat up straight on the bed.

"Adam." She followed the suit and ended up sitting, but instead of sitting next to him, she hugged him from behind. Resting her face against his back, she continued. "Please, Adam. It's been years since I last visited them. I was too afraid to even step inside the premises of Amsterdam. But I am not the same person now, you know that. And it's not like that I will be alone, Edward will be there with me. You know he's more than capable of protecting me and our babies if anything goes wrong." 

She continued to hug her from behind as she waited for his response. An annoyed groan escaped her lips when she didn't hear a reply from him even after a long while. Unwrapping her arms, she moved around him on her knees and sat right before him. 

"Adam Levinson, you do know that you can't go around making decisions for me." She narrowed her eyes at him. "You want to be one of those husbands who dictate what goes on in their wife's life and controls them like a puppy?" She added as she continued to stare at his face while the man was trying to avoid looking into her eyes. 

She knew that she was being too much right now, but she needed him to say yes. And this was the best way for getting what she wanted. "Moreover, do you think I am still the same naive woman who walked into your office, wearing a crop top over simple black jeans for her interview? And whoever is our enemy, they are after you, not me. So me going out with my driver to visit my parents' graves is a far better and safer option than you accompanying me as my personal assistant."

She took a pause and breathed in a couple of times to calm herself down, she was getting too worked up over the fact that the man had turned her down right away. And she needed him to say yes, she didn't want to stay in the shadows for long. She wanted to know everything that Carston could tell her. She started to gnaw on her lower lip as she waited for his answer.

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