Chapter 14: Chapter 14

I was nervous during the drive and my heart wouldn't stop beating. My husband was the one driving, it looks like he prefers driving by himself rather than having a driver to drive him.

I keep fidgeting with my fingers as my eyes fixed on the tinted window of the car rather than elsewhere so as not to accidentally meet his gaze. The window is tinted but someone inside the car can see clearly from the window unlike someone who's outside and can't see whatever that's inside the car through the window.

“Are you okay?" My husband asked after some minutes through the drive. I've recently cognized that his voice is now milder and calmer.

I can feel his eyes on me but I couldn't look at him. I wonder why I'm so nervous… will there ever come a time that I will boldly withstand my husband's presence? I guess not.

“Constance?"

His cool voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I'm fond of always getting lost in my thoughts. I think it is another habit of mine that is hard to stop.

“I… I'm fine," I mumble, my gaze not meeting him but I felt his eyes were on me.

“Have you met new friends in school? Are you comfortable schooling there?" he asked. I got flabbergasted at his question and I quickly stole a glance at him.

I'm pondering something… is this man sitting beside me really my husband. Why do I feel that he has started caring about me or I'm overthinking.

“What's always on your mind?"

“Huh?"

My doe brown eyes stare at him but that gaze didn't last as I withdrew it seconds later.

“You are always lost, especially when asked a question."

Oh! no, he noticed it… that stupid habit of mine. I bit my lower lips feeling a bit bashful.

What will he think of me now, a psycho or something like that. I'm sure I am the only one that behaves this way… instead of answering a question, I will get drowned in my own thoughts and imagination.

“I asked if you are okay with the school. If you are not, I will get you transferred to a more comfortable school," he said and I got flabbergasted once again.

He will get me transferred if I don't like this school. Is he for real, does he care about my preference? This husband of mine is unpredictable, I wonder what's on his mind. Does he really care about me?

Not wanting to keep him waiting by getting lost in my own thoughts, I quickly replied to him.

“I… I love the school, I already have a friend and she's nice."

“Good," he mutters.

And then there was silence throughout the drive. In less than a few minutes, we arrived at the school.

I was expecting him to drop me in front of the school gate but he actually drove in.

Isn't he worried that someone might see him? But then it occurred to me that the window of the car is tinted, people outside the car can't see people inside the car.

He drove in and parked the car in the parking lot.

“Th.. Thanks for the ride," I mumble once the car has come to a halt. I was about to get down from the car when his voice stopped me.

“I will sleep over at my penthouse tonight so you don't need to get worried when I do not return."

My mind quickly ran wild when he said that. I bit my lower lips feeling the jealousy arousing in me. Is he going to spend a night there with another woman? I felt like crying and I didn't realize that I was still in the car and not stepping down. I felt my limbs numb and I couldn't move my body.

I was happy thinking that my husband might accept me as his wife and that he has started caring about me but no, he's going to spend the night with another woman.

I was so stupid to think such. How can I forget so soon that my husband doesn't love me, I'm sure he's acting as if he cares about me because of grandfather. I'm sure grandfather must have coaxed him to do so.

“Constance, why are you not moving? You might be late to your class."

His voice got me out of my painful daze. Is he seriously asking me why I'm not moving after what he said?

Of course, he shouldn't care about my feelings. I mean, he never cares. I bite my lips trying to hold back the tears that are threatening to fall down my cheeks as I open the door to step down.

As if knowing what was on my mind, he said before I could leave the car. “I want to write a new song and I always do so in the mini studio at my penthouse."

I needed an explanation but when I got one, I was surprised or maybe shocked. I never thought he would explain things to me.

From what he said, he's not going to spend the night with a woman but I wondered why he explained things to me. Shouldn't he care less about how I feel?

Nevertheless, I'm happy he's not spending the night with another woman.

“Have a nice day," once again his voice jolts me out of my thoughts.

I blink my eyes and gather my thoughts before opening the car door and stepping down.

I was in a daze. Does he really care about my feelings or is he acting because of grandfather?

I got out of my daze when he started driving away. That was when I noticed the students who were staring at his car as if it was something that fell from the sky.

I also noticed the beauty of the car, it's incredible. I don't know much about cars, maybe this particular car is very expensive and maybe the latest model…. that could only explain why the loitering students can't take their eyes off it as it drives away.

I wanted to think that they might have noticed that my husband was the one inside the car but then I realized that they can't see him through the tinted glass, so they are probably staring at the beauty of the car. I'm sure they would have freaked out if they had seen my husband.

Their eyes were also on me. It made me feel shy but I kept my gaze away from them until I got to the main block.

I was on my way to the class when I heard Jocelyn's voice.

“Constance!" She squeaks, waves her hands while running towards me.

I smiled when I saw her and in no time, she approached me with a bright smile.

“Are you heading to the class?" She asked and I nodded my head.

“Let's go together," she added and we both strode to our department.

When we arrived, an average black skin girl was standing in front of the class addressing the students. I noticed another person beside her.. a fair guy. They look young to be teachers, maybe students precisely—seniors.

I and Jocelyn just went straight to our seats and sat down. There's not many students in the class, it looks like most of them have not come to school yet.

“For those that just walked in now, my name is Juliet and this is Mark."— her hand swayed towards the young guy beside her.— “We are from the music club, we are recruiting new members especially among the freshman students. So we are here to know if any of you are interested in joining our music club."

“I will join and that's for Jace. I believe we will practice Jace's songs often," Sacha, the arrogant girl, said. She walked in after us. It seems this girl is so obsessed over my husband.

“Sure. Jace is the favorite idol among the students in this university and our music club will always practice his songs, in fact most of the songs we practiced in our club are Jace's songs but members are also allowed to create their own songs." the black girl known as Juliet, explained.

“That's so fantastic. I'm already in," Sacha giggles. I just shook my head, this girl is unbelievable.

“Let's join the music club." Jocelyn said. “I love music, what about you?"

I don't actually enjoy music more than I enjoyed reading novels. I guess I'm odd, a lot of people I've met love music. But for my husband, I will start enjoying music and I will start by joining the music club.

I will think of another club to join later on, maybe something that relates to what I love.

“I occasionally enjoy it," I replied.

“Anyone who likes to join our club?" Juliet asked.

Lots of hands were in the air, including Sacha. I and Jocelyn also raised our hands.

Afterwards, Juliet and Mark wrote down our names and told us to join them at their music club building known as the B band music club after lunch before they left.

Subsequently, a male teacher entered the class. We had a smooth lecture and before I knew it, it was already time for lunch.

I had my lunch with Jocelyn before we proceeded to the B band music club building which is in another block other than ours.

The club room was vast and beautiful with different musical instruments aligned at one end of the room.

Many students were already there before we joined them. I and Jocelyn took our seats at a corner.

Juliet stood up after all the students settled down. She welcomed the new club members which included me and Jocelyn, also Sacha and some students from our class.

She told us the group rules and other necessary things we should know. We also learned that she is the club's president. We also met other top members of the group.

As we got into our first training as new club members, I realized that most students here or if not all the students are my husband's fans. It looks like my husband has a very enormous fan base.

This Sacha of a girl is just too much. We are all new club members but she's already acting as if she had been in the club for a very long time.

I don't like her, she doesn't like me too so I managed to stay off her lane because I don't want any trouble.

After our training. I went to the restroom.

Afterwards, I sat with Jocelyn. She's watching something on her phone. She's basically watching a music video as I can see her lips going rhythmically with whatever song she's listening to.

When she noticed my presence she removed the earphones which were in her ears.

“You are back ," she said with her usual smile.

“Yeah, what are you watching?" I asked her.

“I'm watching the music video of Jace which Juliet told us to practice."

Jace? Did I hear her say Jace? Is she watching my husband's music video right now? Without asking for her permission, I grabbed her phone and looked closely at the video.

It's really my husband's music video. Why haven't I thought of listening to or watching any of his music videos? I guess it was so because I'm not a fan of music.

Jocelyn saw how engrossed I am in the video so she lent me one piece of her earphones.

The moment I put the earphone in my ear, my husband's angelic voice sounded in my head.

His voice is so beautiful, it made me feel goosebumps. I don't fancy music but right now I don't mind listening to my husband's angelic voice all day.

I suddenly became oblivious of my surroundings as all my attention was on the music video and a lucid smile on my lips.

My eyes couldn't leave his gorgeous face which was displaced on the screen. He's just so handsome. I can't believe I'm married to this extremely handsome man who's everyone's favorite.

Suddenly a screeching scream erupted in the whole room and this made my heart skip big time.