Falling For The Man I Married

Gabriel's POV:
By the moment I got to the hotel I am currently checking in, I received a call from one of my newly hired men to look for my wife
in all corners of Denver, Colorado. I answered his call and a huge smile crept onto my lips.
I was right. She was the woman I saw from the second floor of the Am-Phil building last week. I can't even form a single word
due to the excitement that has filled me inside. And there were so many things and plans excitedly dancing in my mind when I
heard the positive news. Finally, after three years of searching and waiting, I will be able to see her again.
But the time I ended the call and checked the photos he had sent to my inbox, my knees buckled and suddenly I sat down on the
bed. I felt mixed feelings of jealousy, regret for everything I did before and anger at myself right at that moment.
They're her pictures... three of them were taken while she walks and laughs with a man next to her. They looked so happy in the
photos. And the rest were taken while they were kissing in the middle of the streets.
A painful, bitter laugh escaped from my throat as I brushed my hair. I screamed out loud as the evidence of her happiness with
someone else almost broke my heart. I called my man again with rage surging through my veins.
-'She can't be with another man. I'll do everything in my power to get her back! Even if I need to pull some strings and play dirty
tricks, I won't hesitate to do it just to make her mine, again!"
"Mr. Wilsons-----"
"Did you get her address, and did you get any information about her? Her job, the name of this fucking man? How dare he kissed
what's mine?" I asked him through gritted teeth and clenched jaws.
"I'm sorry, Sir. But I think they saw me because they ran after they kissing----"
"What the fuck! Are you a fucking idiot? It's just a simple job and you can't do it right! Have you shown yourself?"
"No, Sir. I'm sorry. I did my------"
"I don't fucking care what you did! You're fired!" I ended the call and didn't wait for him to respond.
"Fuck! I hired another fucking idiot!" I threw the phone on the bed and massaged my throbbing temples. If none of them can give
me a positive answer, I'll do it myself.

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It's already eleven in the evening, but I'm still driving in the busy and non-sleeping city of Denver. I can't feel any exhaustion even
at this late hour, knowing she can be on any street or any corner of this City. I can't give up on this moment, because I've been
waiting for this moment for the last three years of my life.
"Sir, I think it's getting late. Maybe we should go back to the hotel and continue our search tomorrow. We can search again all
the avenues. You haven't had any rest since this morning, Sir."
I glanced at Jhon in the rearview mirror. He's currently sitting in the back seat.
"No. I can't stop right now Jhon. What if she's just in one of the streets walking, and I haven't noticed earlier?"
"But sir, it's already half-past eleven in the evening. I don't think Ms. Madi is still up at this late hour. As I remember correctly, she
hates morning but it wasn't her habit to be late to bed either. Well, maybe if she changed that after these three years, but old
habits are hard to die."
I chuckled shaking my head as I continue to drive. Almost all of them including our maids know her habits and mannerisms.
While I, her 'husband', the only thing I know about her is my feelings for her, and lately her favorite perfume. I don't even know
her favorite flower or what color she likes the most.
But after driving for several minutes and a few streets, I have already followed Jhon's suggestion. We went back to the hotel, but
I set an alarm to get up early at six tomorrow morning.
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Madi's POV:
Martin and I continued our daily routine in the coffee shop. We have different tasks. He's in charge of preparing different types of
coffee while I'm the one who bakes the cakes and pastries. Well, thanks to my old but lovable mother for this idea. Although we
have six employees in the shop, we want it to be personally made by our golden hands.
"Babe, I'll just take my car to the auto repair shop. I'll be back in an hour." Martin said while I was busy checking out the cake
displays from the glass cabinet.
"Huh? Why... what happened to your car?" I asked not bothering to look at him.

"There's a problem with the air conditioning, it doesn't work even if I put it on maximum."
"Ahh...." I said nodding. "Well, I think you don't really need to take it to the auto shop," I smirked but I covered my face.
"And why?" I heard him ask.
"Because I already know what you need and it's the best solution to solve your problem with that car of yours."
"Wow, really? Don't tell me you're also into fixing car's air conditioning?" he asked with amusement evident in his voice.
"Nope." I said popping the 'p'. "Tsk.tsk.tsk. You only need one lighter."
"Lighter? As in lighter... the thing that used to lit cigarettes?"
"Uhuh! If you used a lighter to light your car, it will create fire!"
"Uhuh... and?"
"And if it started to create fire.. your car will explode... boom! Problem solved! No air conditioning problems anymore, no car
engines problem, no car problems and you have no problems at all!"
"Nice! Nice problem solution! Tsk.Tsk.Tsk." He said laughing, scratching the back of his head. "Thanks for the wonderful advice!
You're the best woman I have ever met!"
"Oh, no problem! Such a small thing! What are friends are for, right?" And I started to laugh at his reaction.
"Such a silly woman!" he shook his head. "I have to go, I'll be back in an hour. Bye." he kissed the top of my head.
"Bye..."
When I saw him exited the shop, I went back to what I was doing earlier. I heard the sounds of the chimes indicating that there
was a new customer who had entered the shop, but because it hasn't even been a minute after Martin left, so I thought it was still
him and he just forgot something.
I heard his footsteps stopped in front of the glass cabinet, but because I was too busy counting the display inside, I just asked
him if he really forgets something without bothering to look at him.
"Did you forget something, babe? What is it this time?" I asked smiling and emphasizing the word 'babe' aloud.

"Babe! Nice endearment!"
The pen I was holding was suddenly dropped on the floor when I heard that voice. I gulped as my heart started to beat faster in
my chest. It's almost deafening and I'm not sure if it's just a hearing hallucination or I really heard it in front of me.
I took a deep breath before showing off my smile despite the loud pounding in my chest. I stood up to greet the customer.
"Good morning. What's your order---"
-'Gabriel Wilsons.'-
My voice stopped in mid-air when I confirmed the whispers of those butterflies in my stomach. I swallowed the sudden feeling of
déjà vu. Because it's the same feeling I felt when I realized that I love this man three years ago.
I let out the heavy breath that got stuck in my throat and professionally asked him. The way a salesperson should greet his or her
customer.
"Good morning. May I know what your order is, Mr. Wilsons?" I asked him in my sweetest smile. The smile I always give to every
customer every day.
"Madi.." but he just stared at me blankly.
And I admit, a strange feeling enveloped my whole body when I looked into his eyes. He's still handsome and good-looking as
ever... no.. he looked matured, manly and more handsome today than before... even after three years. Maturity suits him well.
The Greek God himself, the one and only Gabriel Wilsons. The same man who captured my heart and can melt system just by
his gaze.
"Hi, can I take your order, Sir?" I asked him again in a professional tone.
And suddenly his blank face turned into a hard and serious expression, not to mention cold... the old himself.
"How are you, Madi?" he asked in a cold tone that sent shivers down my spine. His voice.
"It's Ms. Davis to you, Sir." I smiled.
But he smirked. "Really, Ms. Davis?"

He looked at me intently, but I didn't flinch. I've done this before so it's impossible not to do it again.
"Okay. Just give me your usual black coffee. The one you always give me in the office."
"Oh... I'm sorry, Sir. But it's been three years, I already forgot how to make that coffee. But if you want, we have lots of choices
on the menu. Here... you can choose whatever that suits your taste." I said giving him the menu.
I didn't miss how he clenched and unclenched his jaws before accepting the menu.
-I'm sorry my poor heart. But it's for the best. I don't want to get involved with him again. Maybe he's now married and father of
two or three children.'-
"Okay. Just give me your best seller!" he said without taking his eyes off me. He didn't even glance at the menu.
"Okay, Sir. You can find your table, and we will deliver your coffee in a minute. Any additional order, Sir? Cake.. sandwich? We
have avocado toast with poached eggs, it's our best seller-----"
"Just give me whatever you think is the best for my coffee, 'Ms. Davis'." he cut me off and emphasized my last name.
"Okay Sir, in a minute----" but again, he didn't let me finish as he already turned his back on me.
-'Huh! Fucking rude! So you still haven't changed! Rude and arrogant!'-
I silently muttered as I threw daggers at his back.
I prepared his coffee with the best seller avocado toast in grain bread with a poached egg on top. I don't know how many times I
let out a heavy breath just to calm my nerves. The fast pounding of my heart earlier was now with slight irritation.
The customers are now starting to walk into the shop, and our three morning employees are all busy attending to their
customers, so I have no choice but to give the rude Greek God his order.
I was about to carry the food tray when suddenly I heard the loud and cheerful voice of my partner, Martin... from the shop's
entrance.
"Babe! I'm back!"
And suddenly all eyes turned to him, including the glaring eyes of Gabriel. But of course, except for our three employees who
know how bubbly Martin is.

"I told you, babe. I'll be back in an hour, but I made it less than thirty minutes. What can you say about that?"
He asked me out loud with a huge grin on his face as he walked over to where I was. He even kissed me on the temple when he
finally reached in front of me.
"Whose coffee is this, babe? Let me help you."
And he took the tray from my hand. I smiled and pointed to the tiger-looking Gabriel who's watching our interaction intently.
"Okay, just stay here, my queen and your king will now take in charge." he winked at me and I chuckled along with the customers
who saw what he did.
"Thanks, babe," I said grinning and playfully pinched the bridge of his nose.
After that, I turned my back and let him serve Gabriel's order. And since I was fast to get inside, I missed the hard and furious
gaze of my ex-husband.