Chapter 398 - Can we talk (7)

10 May, Paul Gu's apartment, City K

Abigail stared directly at Paul before responding angrily "Talk? How dare you act like that in my home. Those people were my friends, and I was spending time with them."

Paul, holding his temper in check said "Friends. Who has friends that treat you home as a drug den, where they can do whatever they want. You were just lucky that John was not with me as they would have dragged you into so much trouble because you allowed them to use our home for their habit."

"Who cares, they were doing no harm."

"No harm. They risked you getting a criminal record for their habit, and while I suspect they have access to the funds to support their habit without robbing us or your other friends it feeds criminal activity to have the drugs available for them, and with those not as lucky to have the money to support their habit has them resort to criminal activity."

"Why in the world do you care. You care about nothing other than yourself. Me, I was just something you used once to replace the woman you wanted, then you ignore me. If you do not give a care about me why in the f*ck should I care about you, and this trashy place you call a home."

Paul felt ready to snap. Abigail was pushing his buttons so much, and he did not want to react poorly. She did not deserve that. He turned and walked over to the wall to ceiling windows, stood staring out, but watching Abigail's reflection in the window.

"Trashy place, Abigail. This is our home, not my home. Yes, I owned it before you came into my life and you moved in here, but it is now our home not mine. As I have discussed with you previously when you are ready, I will purchase a property that will become our forever home. But there is no rush, as this is close to work for me, and for you will be close to what you want to do."

"Well la di da, mister big shot. You are an abuser, messing with my mind. I wonder what I ever though in agreeing to marry you, it would have just been a better situation to let my mother do what she wanted. I knew how to deal with her, but you are too stuck on a woman who you can never have and treat me as if I am nothing."

Paul hearing that snapped back around, before purposely walking across the room to where Abigail was standing before placing his hands on her shoulders. As he did so she turned her head away, and he quietly said, "Look at me."

"Why look at someone who treats me as if I am nothing."

Frustrated, Paul pulled Abigail into his arms, before crashing his lips onto hers, for a brief, hard and passionate kiss before pulling back and saying, "Nothing you have that totally wrong, you are everything." He then began peppering her face with brief kisses.

After a little while, Paul pulled back, and took Abigail's hand in his before gently pulling her towards a sofa. As he sat down, he pulled Abigail onto his lap. As she hit it, he groaned as the feeling of her bottom hitting his straining e*rection caused him sweet pain.

"As I said, we have to talk. We cannot keep going like this…"

"The solution is easy, you know."

Paul looked Abigail directly in her eyes, shook his head and said, quietly, "No it is not easy. The situation is a lot more complicated than you think."

"It is not. You have made it clear that my only role in your life has been a one-off case of s*xual release. No way are you going to trap me for you to use me when you decide that is going to be the case, nor will I be a substitute for who you want. Let us just end this."

Frustrated, Paul responded angrily, "Will you let me speak before you jump to conclusions."

"Fine," snapped Abigail.

"Abigail, you know I was honest in telling you my past, but I promised you that it was simply that, my past. Sally is married to a close friend, and I will never interfere in another person's marriage. Every time that I have had contact with her, for work purposes I have let you know beforehand, and socially I have always had you with me when I am in contact with her. Trust what you see…"

"A close relationship to my exclusion."

Shaking his head, Paul said "No, a long-term friendship. Just like I have with Lexi and Joan. That is all that will ever be. My friends have made it clear that they want to develop a friendship with you, but what do you do, ignore them and shut them out…"

"Well you just did the same."

"No, I stopped criminal activity occurring in our home and told those who were around, either engaging in that activity or allowing it to happen to leave."

"You have no concept, those things never hurt anyone, and chasing them out disrespected me and my relationship with them."

"No, their using of you. Ask yourself, would they do that in their own homes? Unlikely, then why should either of us tolerate it in our home. But that does not mean I will not engage with your friends, if they show both of us respect. They have helped make you who you are, and their importance to you means that they will be important to me."

"Respect, that is the problem."

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