Chapter 49: Chapter 49

"DOES he always go here?" Gideon asked the moment we got into the car.

"Martin?"

"Who else, Bianca?"

"No."

"Did that man already tell you that he likes you?" He scoffed. "It's obvious, Bianca. He likes you. The moment I first you him that night, I already knew that he likes you."

I frowned. "He's just being friendly, Gideon. That's all."

I glanced at Denver in front of us. I swallowed before my eyes moved back to Gideon. "Besides, he knows that I'm already married."

"Yeah. But that doesn't stop anyone from liking you." He smirked. "And I bet he also knew that you're planning to divorce me, right?"

I couldn't answer… because at that moment, I knew Gideon was right.

"He's obviously making a move on you, Bianca. And you're letting him."

My lips parted. "N-no. I was just being friendly to him. What you saw earlier… he was just helping me remove something on my face."

"But did you like him?"

My brows furrowed. "What are you talking about, Gideon?"

Me, liking Martin? Where the hell did Gideon get that idea?

"Well, I don't want to admit it but he's obviously good-looking. Do you like that kind of man, Bianca?" he asked, his eyes boring holes into mine. "If… if you weren't married to me, would you give him a chance?"

I stared at Gideon. I couldn't believe everything I'd been hearing from him. Was he really being insecure over Martin?

Hadn't he realized who he was?

"I won't," I answered in a firm voice. "I don't like him. He's attractive, yes. But men like him don't attract me."

"Then who do you like, Bianca? Tell me. What kind of man attracts you?"

My lips parted. I suddenly remember Charlie and the man that he is.

"I… I don't like anyone, Gideon."

"No. That's impossible." He shook his head. "I'm sure… you already like someone before." He licked his lips. "Tell me what kind of man you like, Bianca…"

"Why… why do you wanna know, Gideon?"

His eyes fluttered. "So I could be like him… Because I wanted you to like me." His voice was already soft… almost pleading.

"You know… I was very jealous earlier." A small sad smile appeared on his face.

I felt something clenched in my chest. Gideon admitting he was jealous over some random guy was another surreal moment for me.

Was he really in love with me? But how… how did that happen? How did that happen when he couldn't even give me a genuine smile before he lost his memory?

Gideon… was he really a different person now?

I stared at him. His face looked exactly like the Gideon I first met. But at the same time, different.

I knew something had changed in him. He was no longer the Gideon of the past. He was a different person now. I was just refusing to accept it.

But now, I was finally seeing it. Or rather, accepting it.

"I envy how you could be comfortable with other people… but with me, you're not." Gideon continued. "I envy how that man could easily touch you… but me, your own husband could not."

He smiled sadly. "But it was my fault, I know. I had treated you badly before." He swallowed. "If only I could turn back time, I'd do everything differently. Or if only I could make you forget all the awful things I've done to you…"

"Then try to do it…"

Gideon stilled. His lips parted as he stared at me. "W-what…"

I swallowed. "Try to make me forget…" I bravely met his eyes. "Come on, kiss me. Let's see if you can make me forget about the past."

"Are you sure, Bianca?"

"What? You want to do it or not—"

My words were cut off when Gideon cupped my face.

Before I could react, his lips were already on mine.

My eyes widened, but then they slowly felt heavy when I felt his lips locked against mine. As if having their own mind, my eyes closed when I felt his lips suckle mine.

His kisses were careful… slow and full of gentleness.

I couldn't believe this was Gideon kissing me.

This was the first time he kissed me in this manner. He was always harsh… always punishing.

This time, it was the opposite of everything I expected him to do.

This time, I realized I was already kissing him back without him forcing me to do it.

"IT'S seven in the morning, Bianca!" I heard Helen grunt on the other line. "It's too early for a call," she muttered after a yawn.

I woke up this morning alone on the bed. It was Saturday so I knew Gideon wasn't at work.

Maybe he was in the kitchen preparing breakfast. Instead of leaving the room, I decided to call Helen.

I bit my lower lip. "Yeah. I know. But you said to call you if I need your help."

"What? Did something happen?"

I bit my lower lip. "W-well… I kissed Gideon last night!"

"Oh, really—Shit, I'm sorry, love. Continue sleeping."

I heard the sound of the door closing.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Well, I went out of the room. I don't want to wake up Andrea. Now, continue. You kissed your husband last night?!"

Her voice was almost one step closer to shouting.

"Yeah," I sighed, closing my eyes.

"Oh… how was it? How was kissing him this time?"

I bit my lower lip. I couldn't believe what I did last night. And I couldn't believe that I liked it.

"I… I liked it, Helen," I admitted, sounding horrified. "That's why I'm here calling you. I shouldn't have done that in the first place. I shouldn't have kissed him. I shouldn't have liked it!"

I problematically ran my fingers through my hair.

I didn't even sleep well last night because I kept on thinking about all the actions I did.

"Well, that only means one thing, Bianca," Helen said on the other line.

"What?" I asked, although I already had an idea about what she was going to say.

She sighed. "You're already in love with your husband."