Chapter 10: The Conversations

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She woke up moments later. She rolled over to reach for her husband but all she got was the cold bedsheet. 'Where did he go?' she thought. 'Was he leaving?' she sat up and went to her wardrobe to search for her nightgown. She had her nightgown on, then grab her robe and went to find her husband. She noticed the French door was opened. She went outside and the coldness of the air sent her a chill. But that didn't stop her. She needed to find her husband, wrapped herself in his arms. The sound of footsteps broke his thought. "Evy... why are you doing up? It's cold out here. Get inside" he said as he sat up. Instead of going back to the house, she sat down on the bench and curled up beside her husband. He lifted her up onto his laps with ease and wrapped both arms around her body, cuddled her, stroking her upper arms in order to keep her warm. She closed her eyes, snuggled comfortably and rested her head on his shoulder. They sat there for a while without talking to each other. "I know it's very coward of me to speak with you when you're asleep. But I need to get it out" he said and took a deep breath. "I'm afraid Evy. I keep having the same thought that... that one day you will come to me and tell me that you have made the wrong choice of marrying me, that I'm not the guy you're looking for. I know you don't deserve me. You deserve someone better than I am. Someone who has the same level of education with you. Someone like George. I wasn't angry at you in the museum this afternoon. I guess I was angry at myself. I'm trying to make myself worthy for you. But all you got is a barbaric American who hit the guy in the party. I knew everyone is talking about it. I'm sorry. But I'm crazy about you, Evy" he said. "You aren't barbaric Rick" she said. She wasn't asleep and she heard all the words he said. "I thought you were asleep" he said. "I was until you started to talk" she said. "I know George said something very rude at you. Jonathan told me. And I think he deserve it. I forgive you" she sealed it with a kiss. "So you're not angry with me?" he said after the kiss. She hesitated for a while, whether to tell him something was eating her. But she decided to be honest at him, after all he did honest at her, though he chose to tell her when she was asleep, coward but she loved him anyway. "Why didn't you tell me you know Isabelle?" she said. "Isabelle... your friend Isabelle?" he was confused. "She told me you had a relationship with her back in France" she said softly, not meeting his eyes. He thought for a while, squeezing his brain for the memory. He wasn't quite remembered all the women he had been with. "Oh... that girl in France. Now I remember. Something wrong?" he said as he finally remembered. "You have... you have... have intimate with her before right?" she asked. "Yeah... before I met you. Evy, I'm not going to lie to you. Honestly, I have been with a lot of women before you. Intimately. But none of them I love. I was fooling around with them" he said. But what she said next caught him off guard. "Do you find her attractive?" she said. "What?" he was afraid he hadn't heard her right. "Do you find her attractive?" she repeated. "I did. She was really my type before I met you. But not anymore" he said. "Why not?" she said. "Because I already have a gorgeous wife. Her name is Evelyn O'Connell" he said as he was looking into her eyes. She was holding back her tears. "Do you find me boring?" she asked. "Boring? No way... you have no idea how you driving me crazy all the time" he said. "Why did you ask? I guess someone has put this idea into your head" he said. "She said I can't hold a man because I'm too boring. Always bury myself in the books. She said one day you will leave me when you have enough with my stubbornness, when you... when you find someone beautiful and sexy than me. I know I'm not" she said. He couldn't believe what she said. 'Evelyn not beautiful... not sexy... are you kidding me' he thought. "Evy" he said and raised her chin up to look into her eyes. "You have no idea how beautiful you are to me. Who the hell gave you the idea that you are not sexy? Do you realise that I can't keep my hands to myself every time when we are alone? Can't you feel how much I love your body when we were making love?" he said. Indeed, he liked her as much as she liked him. Whenever they made love, he always care about her feelings, satisfied her needs. "But I don't know how to please my husband" she blurted. "What else did she tell you? She was messing with your head Evy. No one can tell how much pleasure you have given to me when we make love. Except me. You know I always wanted to get a drink or sleep right after I... I... you know. But with you, all I ever wanted is cuddling you and holding you in my arms to keep you safe. I know you'll be safe in my arms. And I'm glad that you told me how you feel. So we can work things out" he said. "I'm sorry for doubting you. I'm not a good wife. I didn't realize you are suffering from the negative thought. Guess we are having less confidence in our relationship" she said. "Yeah we do. So we have to tell each other on how we feel and what we think. Together we can work things out. I don't want to lose you. I don't think I could bear it. I still have you haven't I?" he said. "As long as I still have you. You won't lose me. I love you" she said. "I love you too" he said and kissed her on the lips. He broke the kiss when she was shivering. "Let's get inside. Don't want you to get cold" he said. "We'll continue this" she said. "Yeah... I think I have mentioned before, I can't keep my hands off you" he said as he carried her in his arms and back into the house.

The next morning she woke up before him. It was still early to get up for work. So she lay on her side, simply watching her husband sleep. Her thought was going back to the conversation they had last night. He had told her that he was afraid. He seemed a little embarrassed for telling her because he chose the moment when he thought she was asleep. She felt bad for not having realised it sooner. She was ashamed of doubting a man who loved her so much. She thought he would cheat on her when he didn't push away the woman who approached him at the bar. She knew there had been a lot of women in his bed before. Her heart melted when the moment he told the woman to go away just for a simple reason. He loved her. He was willing to reject all the beautiful women who approached him just because he didn't want to hurt her feelings. He cared about her so much. He didn't want to lose her. But she doubted him. She blamed herself for not trusting a man who loved her with all his heart. That was enough to make a strong woman like Evelyn cried. Tears of guilty rolling down her cheeks. She smoothed back the hair was falling across his forehead and touched his face tenderly. He stirred and opened his eyes. "Hey, what's wrong honey?" he asked when he realised she was crying. She let him pulled herself into his arms and rested her head on his chest. "I'm sorry Rick. So very sorry" she said after she stopped crying. "Are you alright? What's wrong honey" he said as he was smoothing her back. He was worried about her especially when she cried. Evelyn wasn't a woman who cried often and that made him worried even more. "I'm fine. Just... just having thoughts about the conversation we had last night" she said. "I'm sorry for doubting you" she said as she was started to cry again. Her heart arched. "Evy... Evy look at me" he said and switched their positions to look into her eyes. "You have nothing to sorry for. You have every right to-" he said but she interrupted. "I should have trusted you. It was horrible of me to have such thought that you... that you will go with that woman" she said. "Evy-" he said but once again she interrupted. "No, let me finish. A relationship is hard to maintain when there is no trust. What if I didn't hear what you said last night? I would have thought that you have cheated on me. And I would lose a man whom I love and love me for no reason" she said. "Evy, you are right. A relationship need trust to maintain. But we have the rest of our life to build up the trust. Every relationship does have the hard time. And this is the hard time that we have to face. We could get through this because we love each other so much. So much that we couldn't live without each other. Well, I am for sure" he said. "I don't think I could live without you either. You mean so much to me. But still, I should have trusted-" she said but he put his finger on her lips to stop her. "Evy, I know my records. And that's why you have doubts on me. I don't blame you. I really don't. But I'm not letting you go away from me. I'm willing to spend the rest of my life to show you that you can trust me. You are stuck with me honey. I'm crazy about you" he said. She was crying but this time was the tears of joy, overwhelmed by his love and his words. That was the sweetest things she ever heard from Rick O'Connell. With that, she kissed him to show him how much she loved him that she trust him, trust every word he said. She made a silence vow to herself, never ever doubted her husband again. He would never did something to hurt her. Deep down in her heart, she always knew it. She knew he loved her. A guy who willing to march into the hell, fought the undead and saved her from being sacrificed. How much did he need to impress her. She was lack of confidence. She was never an attractive woman to guys especially her intelligence that made her less attractive. Women weren't supposed to be smart. But he loved her who she was. Her stubbornness, her passion for knowledge, her intelligence, everything. Just the way she was. "I love you" he said as he wiped her tears away with his thumbs after they broke the kiss. "I love you. I love you" she said as she hugged him tight, didn't want to leave this man longer than a second. But she needed to get up anyway. It was her second day in the British Museum. It was bad for not showing up. She reluctantly pulled herself out of his arms and kissed him one last time before she went into the bathroom to get ready. Last night was the first time the couple had a heart to heart conversation. And this morning was the second time. Both of them were having much confident to their relationship after the conversations. The couple was growing. They understood the importance of communication. Both were glad that they had made up.

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