Chapter 584 - Personal time (1)

8 June, Paul's apartment, City K

Paul, watched Abigail in the kitchen, pouring the water into the tea pot, before hearing her place it on the tray.  He knew the minute she picked it up and started walking into the lounge area.  After the last argument he had with her simply because he offered to carry the tea tray two weekends ago, he gave up on his instinct to be a gentleman and help his wife with any burden, small or large.  As she told him, she was a woman who was not fragile.

Within a minute, she had sat the tea tray down, and moved onto the couch to sit beside him.  The moment she leaned her head on his shoulder, Paul turned and kissed the top of her head.

Abigail quietly said "Paul…?"

"Yes sweetheart?"

"What are you up to?  Was last night not enough?"

Paul smiled, remembering their exercise of last night.  If anything, Abigail and her enthusiasm drained him to the point he fell asleep, exhausted before he could even carry her into the bathroom.  "Enough, you exhausted me last night."

Laughing Abigail said, "And you me."

After sitting up and pouring them both a cup of tea, Abigail turned and said, "I need to be serious for a few minutes."

Paul, having just picked up the cup that his wife had carefully and loving poured him, sat it back down before saying "You know my promise to you.  I will be as honest with you as I can, because when it boils down to it, I do not want to risk getting to breaking point as we were."

"I am worried.  Mother located me, and…"

Paul closed his eyes.  That b*tch.  He had helped Abigail get a restraining order against her, simply to keep her away and give his wife peace of mind.  He wanted to scream then go out and hunt her down before making her pay.  That explained the nightmares she had the last few nights, which had woken him.

Taking a couple of calming breaths to attempt to hide his emotions, Paul opened his eyes and said "How did it happen?"

"You know that new nightdress…"

"Mmmm, the one you had on last night?  That was pretty."

"Pretty?  It helped seduce you, didn't it."

Smirking, Paul said "True, but I think pretty is an understatement, it looked beautiful on you."

Abigail slightly shook her head and said "Stop trying to seduce me.  You used that cheesy line last night…"

"And it got me what we both wanted so cheesy it might be, but you did not complain last night."

Abigail reached behind her and grabbed a cushion from behind her, and gently hit Paul with it.  Paul, grabbed the cushion, gently pulling it from her hands and tossing it across the room before grabbing her waist and falling backwards dragging her with him so she landed on his chest before saying "Isn't this a better way to punish me."  As he spoke, he slipped his hands underneath her top before running his hands on her bare skin, moving up towards her b*easts.

Abigail, pulled back, removing Paul's hands from under her top, saying "It is, but I need you to be serious for a few minutes."

Sensing Abigail's underlying anger with his actions, Paul contritely said "I will be, but you have me worried."

"I am worried too.  As I was trying to say I had been dragged by a few friends to look at dresses for our final year dance.  I quickly found a dress and was able to get a matching tie in case we decide to go.  You know the conflict about going I have."

"Sometimes you want to go and at other times you do not.  You know I have told you whatever you decide will be fine with me."

Slightly tilting her head towards her left shoulder Abigail slightly smiled and said, "I know."

After a slight pause, Abigail said "My friends however struggled, so we kept wandering around for a couple of hours until everyone found what that wanted, before we all headed to the Victoria Secrets store for underwear for the dresses, and I spotted the nightdress I had on last night plus a couple of others that I could not resist buying.  As we finished, a couple of us headed to the closest bubble tea store."

"As we sat down, guess who I spotted nearby…"

"Your mother?"

"Correct.  I had no issue with her being at the mall, because in the end I cannot dictate places she can go.  I was fine, until the moment that I realised that she had noticed me.  That is when I noticed she altered the path she was walking to come closer to me."

"She deliberately did that, as when she was close enough to me, she pretended to speak under her breath to the cronies that she was with but was deliberately loud enough for me to hear.  She commented that I was an ungrateful b*tch of a daughter, who had taken every good thing she, as a caring mother had done for her and throwed that back in her face."

"Also, apparently, I conspire with my father, to ensure she cannot get what she should have.  That last comment had me laughing.  Dad has told me about the pre-nuptial agreement her parents forced him to sign to marry her, and she got more than she was entitled to.  After ranting for another minute or so, she deliberately bumped one of her cronies, who bumped into someone passing me with a tray of bubble teas, drenching me and all my purchases other than the nightdress in bubble tea."

"She found that hilarious, and as I turned to her, I could see it was deliberate.  She then added that evil gets what is coming to her before turning to the laughing friends and adding that is only a fraction of what she deserves."

Paul knew that that explained a lot.  He reached over and gently drew Abigail into his arms before saying "What do you want to do?  You know I will support your choice.  But personally, if you let her get away with this, she will just escalate.  It is obvious what she wants."

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