Chapter 72 - A Silent Breakfast

Olivia hummed a tone, combing my hair, I watched her through the mirror, she seemed to be in a good mood today, I wondered why she was all smiley than usual.

"Are you alright Olivia?" I began as the curiosity got to me. "You seem happy about something"

She blushed. "I'm perfectly fine my lady... I'm just glad that Mint is alive, you're happy so I am too" she states.

I just made a hmm sound, because I knew it was something more than that, maybe she didn't want to say it.

I fidget with my fingers, going in silence, my mind in disarray and regret filling me, my unsettle nerves becoming more prominent, what happened yesterday was still imprinted in my brain, the hurtful words I said to Cedric, I bit my lip, I didn't know how I was going to face him now, I wasn't sure I could after what I did, but neither can I hide from him for long, times I had tried to do that has proven to be futile.

"It's time for breakfast, my lady," Olivia said.

"Right, at Mother's"

"No my lady, you will be dining with Lord Cedric,"

I gulped, my body becoming tense.

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I nervously sauntered along the hall heading for the dining hall, what was I going to do? I was about to face him. Deep breaths Sylvia, deep breaths, I told myself drawing deep breaths, I haven't even realized we were at the doors already, it spread open with the help of the guards, I stepped in alone the doors shutting close behind me. My eyes traveled from the table of food to Cedric, he wasn't eating, just had a printed paper he was indulging himself with.

My lips went apart to say something but I couldn't, he didn't seem to acknowledge my presence and that hurt me. With sad looks I walked to my chair taking a seat which was very further from him and yet he again he didn't budge he didn't lift his gaze, just there, seated like a handsome god, ugh!

"Ahem!", I cleared my throat hoping to gain his attention but nothing, like that paper of his was far better. I gave a frustrated sigh before taking my cutlery, cutting my chicken but my eyes remained on him, hoping he would shift his gaze or anything but not a budge, rather he change the page of the printed paper.

Getting more frustrated I chewed on my meat, with hard chew, my gaze remaining on him, was he planning to avoid me? I chugged on my water, sighing, my chicken was halfway finished and still, he remained silent, I felt hurt and angry, he didn't even glimpse at me once or touch his food, was he really that angry at me? Did I hurt him so? My heart sank when I remembered the words I said to him, my eyes saddened, I dropped my cutlery not having any appetite to eat any longer, I was more concerned about my husband.

I shifted my chair, rising to my feet, I grabbed my chair, lifting it even though it was too heavy for me, why were there only two chairs here? ugh! I struggled as I finally got to him, dropping the chair next to him, I panted, the chairs were extremely HEAVY.

Cedric just flipped the next page of the paper, still not acknowledging my presence even though I was now next to him, still not giving up. I took a seat awaiting him to say something but still nothing, I made a pouting face, does he intend to stay silent all day? Well, I won't have it.

I shifted my chair close to him despite still being seated, his gaze still didn't move from the paper even though I stared at him hard and intimating, ugh! why was he so good at this, not even a flinch like I wasn't even there. Okay, Sylvia time to get his attention, no matter what, when I do that I will apologize, I want my husband to speak to me, his none attention towards me made me feel hurtful and craved for his eyes on mine, staring at me like I was the only being on earth, I wanted that again.

"Cedric," I said in a soft tone, placing my hand on his, at the contact his gaze finally met mine and I was lost in those green eyes of his, I missed them so much even though it hasn't been so long. He just looked at me, not saying a word, I wanted so badly to hear his voice.

"Talk to me please," I said childishly, he raised an eyebrow at my action, but I didn't stop there, I needed his action on me only. I took the printed paper off his hand slowly, my gaze still locked on his as I dropped the paper on the table, I took one of his hands with both of mine, holding onto it tightly, an amusement crossed his lips as he tilts his head to the side, he still hasn't said a word which means my goal wasn't complete yet.

Summoning every bit of courage I had, I rose to my feet, moving close to him, Cedric leaned on his chair, his eyes remained on me as I sat on his lap, even in this position his height still surpassed mine, his height an inch higher.

My hand remained on his chest, it brushed against his bare chest due to his unbuttoned shirt, I trailed it to his neck, moving ever so gently, up to his cheeks as I cupped it.

"I'm sorry for what I said," I said softly, meaning every word I said. His eyebrow flicked.

"I thought you were angry with me," He said, finally hearing his voice a deep shiver ran through my body.

"W-What? I thought YOU were angry with me" I said in haste. A smile found his lips, it nearly stopped my heart.

"I'm sorry for making you cry, it won't happen again," he said gently as his hand cupped my cheek, his thumb rubbing against it.

Did Cedric Logan Hartford just apologize to me?