C31 Changed Zain

I had the best breakfast ever but it was not so cool because I ate alone. Mom was not here to eat with me so I did not enjoy it as I should have.

I got up and picked up the tray then walked out of the room. I met Zain snooping around in the kitchen, I guess he was looking for what to eat.

He was behaving like a bachelor without a clear understanding of how to cook.

I walked past him, making myself invisible. He caught my left hand and I glared at him, thinking he would release me but that gave him the nerve to hold me longer.

"What do you want, can you let go of my hand, sire?"

I tried not to sound disrespectful as possible as I can. The nerve of this man is quite getting to me but you know what, I will keep on with my cool attitude.

"Sorry about what happened back there in the room"

He apologized and released my hand. I put the dirty plates inside the dishwasher and faced him with a cool smile on my face.

"It's fine alright, you can't do anything can you?"

I simply said, my eyes fixed on his face.

“But you know I can do something if you will let me"

He said and take a step forward,

"I know I am still right here inside your heart. You just have to forgive me and see if there is something for us"

I watched him weirdly as he talked nonsense. I wanted to ask him if he is speaking from his ass or head because I can't understand why a man with a wife, not just a wife, but a pregnant one, would be asking his ex to come back to him. Does he want to make me a second wife or he just wants me to foolishly get back with him then he would use and dump me as he did in the past?

I ain't doing sh**t again.

"When I look at you, I laugh. You amuse me, Zain. Hello, snap out of it. Did you forget that you are married and the lady you are married to is my sister?"

I needed to remind him. I think he needs a tag that says he is married, on his clothes.

"I did not forget but my mind can't stop thinking about you. You are stuck inside my head and I can't focus. Can't you see what you are doing to me?"

I had to laugh at his foolishness.

"Sorry boy, you made your choice so let each other carry our crosses. I need to heal and you reminding me of the past is not helping."

I said and turned my back on him,

"What do you want for breakfast"

I asked.

"Please make what you had this morning for me, thank you"

He said and thanked me in advance. Zain has become calmer in the long run. He used to be this guy that gets whatever he wants without thinking twice. He had mellowed down and it's obvious to those who knew him way back. If it's before, he would be so adamantly asking me to be his again and I hate it at the same time that he is not making any effort for us to be back together even when I know it's so wrong.

My other self just wants what we used to have.

"I alright, just give me few minutes and I will be done"

I told him and got to work. I got three slices of bread and applied jam on them, then scrambled eggs for him and fried some bacon then got him a glass of milk. He wants what I had, he will surely get it. All this while he sat in the kitchen and watched me. I went about buzzing around without feeling his presence.

I arranged his breakfast and took it to the dining table, expecting him to follow me but he stayed behind in the kitchen.

I walked back to the kitchen and stood before him. He has this look of helplessness on his face and I wondered if something happened to the Zain I used to know, the Zain I knew before is a master of his situation, he can never be helpless and he always finds answers to every situation so what changed?

"Breakfast is served"

I said and smiled at him. He tried smiling but failed.

"Thanks so much."

He said and kept his stare on my face. I was expecting him to come down and move to the dining room but he sat still, not until he asked if I was doing something.

"Do you have anything you are doing now?"

"As a matter of fact, I do. I want to help Owen check out something he is working on"

I replied truthfully and I swear the stare I got was shocking. He glared at me so hard that if looks can kill I would be six feet gone.

Zain's point of view….

My vein popped up the moment she mentioned she is helping Owen out with something. I was beyond angry and if I could bind her to me I would do that.

I had stayed behind to watch her prepare breakfast for me and it felt so right for her to do that.

I have started with my madness of trying to convince her we belong together and she has not failed to remind me that I am married. Jenny is a smart lady and I wished she was not that smart and let me have her back into my life even if we have to keep it a secret for now but she deserves the best. She needs a man who would love her and would not be ashamed to show her to the world. I can never be that man because I am married and getting a divorce is not an option but will my selfish self let her go?

"What exactly are you helping out with"

I asked emotionlessly. She stared at me and after some time sighed.

"I really don't know.”