100 Days With Mr Romero

NEW YORK CITY:

To say Emma was furious would be an understatement, she was beyond furious, maddening even. What business did Gideon have dropping Judy home? Had he been with her most of the night? Why was he even with her at the first place? Emma didn’t know what to think of the pictures that were currently resting on her palms. She really didn’t want to think too much into it, Judy was her friend after all. But the picture were saying otherwise, the first one looked as though her husband and Judith were going to share a kiss, the second was of him pulling away. When Judith has gushed about how much she admired Gideon, Emma had only seen it as a compliment, she didn’t think she would actually think of trying to have something with him. She shuddered at the thought. Gideon could never do such a thing to her. But deep down inside her, she was having doubts. The door to the shower room flung opened and Gideon steeped out with only a white towel wrapped around his waist. On a different day she would have stopped to admire the way droplets of water cascaded his body. But not today, first thing first.

“I got a delivery” she began. Gideon’s attention turned to his wife, his face showing complete confusion but his body went rigid as though he was was scared of what the delivery was. Emma noticed his reaction and decided to press on

“They were pictures” at this statement, Gideon became scared shitless. Of course nothing had happened between him and Judy at the bar but he knew exactly how Emma would react, over exaggerate, that’s what she would do and that is exactly what is going to happen now. Gideon swallowed down the saliva and asked

“Pictures? What pictures?” He knew exactly what she was talking about and in some way he knew she knew, but then again what if she was talking about something else, that was the prayer coursing through Gideon’s mind as he watch a sinister smile grace his wife’s face. Before he could react, Emma sprung up suddenly from the bed, two sets of pictures in each hand. She walked furiously towards him, eyes filled with extreme anger as she shoved the pictures against his chest. With trembling hands he took the pictures and was flabbergasted at what he saw. How could this happen? He thought he was as discreet as he could be when he dropped Judy home last night. He watched literally every second if the press was around to take any incriminating pictures and yet look how unsuccessful he was about it. Clutching the pictures with absolute disbelief and distaste, Gideon started back at his wife with wide eyes

“Emma, darling, it is not what it looks like, not all all, you have to believe me” Gideon tried to explain, his voice coming off panicked and rushed. Emma just starred at him, honestly not knowing what to think of it. After two minutes of maddening silence. Gideon spoke up again.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“I met her at my bar, she was drunk and requested I take her home, I swear Emma that’s it” he further explained making sure to leave out the part of him sharing a drink with Judy, he didn’t know how the situation was going to end, he’d rather not worsen it. Silent Emma was an unpredictable and dangerous person all at once. For some reason Emma believed him. Gideon used it as an advantage to convince her that he’d never do such a thing to her.

“I don’t want you seeing Judy anymore, not outside the office not even at work” Emma declared, she thought Judy was her friend but obviously she had though wrong. She is a risk to her marital life and she doesn’t want her around her husband anymore. Gideon on the other hand was not in support of this. He saw no reason why he should fire Judy because she was making sexual advances towards him which he knew would never lead to anything. He wouldn’t allow it. He understood where his wife was coming from but she needed to trust him and keep her insecurities in check.

” I honestly don’t second that” Gideon voiced out. Emma’s attention shot to her husband.

“You don’t second it? Why can’t you second it!?” Emma practically screamed at disbelief. Gideon just sighed, he knew this was going to happen anyways no matter which angle he took.

” Look Emma, Judy is a good secretary and I can’t let her loose because of some stupid pictures, your lack of trust for me and insecurities” Emma’s jaw was practically on the floor now. Did he just say that? She could feel the tears brimming at her eyes but she held them in.

“Or because you have something going on with her” Emma murmured her voice sad. Gideon was in no mood for her drama. He was being an ass right now and that he knew but at this point he was angry frustrated because he was beginning to realize that he indeed was feeling attracted to Judy.

“Maybe if you could dress like the woman I met at the bar last night, I wouldn’t want to sleep with my secretary” The words were out before he could stop them, of course he didn’t want to sleep with Judy and he had no reason why he had said that. The words were like a blow to her face, she sunk down on the bed and said nothing, the possibility of Gideon actually having an affair with Judy surfacing. She watched as Gideon picked up a pair of shirt and shorts and headed back to the shower room to put it on. Emma closed her eyes trying to stop the migraine that was starting to form and control the tears from slipping out of her eyes. Gideon came out of the restroom fully clothed and left the room without even sparing her a glance or telling her where he was off to. Once he was out, Emma lied flat on the bed and let the tears freely out of her eyes.