Arien was also looking at him but but her attention was not at all on him.
She was deep in her thoughts “Will he still accept me after all this?”
She was not able to look into his eyes. How could she. What if he didn’t accept her and chose to believe the fake photographs instead? What would happen to her.
“Director Lyle” Madonna suddenly spoke “See her truth, look what she has done you’ll know what a kind of women she is.” Madonna didn’t see any disdain or ridicule in his eyes but it was filled with concern.
“Director Lyle, this women is a homewrecker, a whore!” Just as she completed her sentence she was sacred to her wits by Devian’s cold gaze.
“Assistant Dean” he called. Devian just gave Madonna a cold glance and she shut up.
“President Lyle I’ll get someone to investigate this matter right away. How can a nobody insult Mrs Lyle like this” Dean said looking at Madonna and intentionally emphasizing on the word ‘Mrs Lyle’.
Hearing the special assistant Dean addressing Arien as Mrs Lyle, not only Madonna was taken back but everyone present there had a shock in their eyes.
Everyone stood there with their eyes wide open. They were shocked. Is it that director Lyle’s wife was actually Arien, who was working with them? Everyone had the same question in their mind.
Devian then walked over to her. His eyes not moving away from her face as if she was the only one present there.
Arien knew that he was getting closer and closer. Her hands tightly clenched into a fist at her sides.
Finally Devian approached her and stood in front.
“Arien” he called out her name and hooked his finger on her chin making her look into his eyes.
Just as their eyes met Arien was no more able to control her tears which came out of her eyes as clear rivers.
He caressed her face and kissed her forehead.
Kissing away her tears he spoke in his most gentle tone, “Arien, I’m here.”
But the more he wiped her tears the more she cried.
Devian’s heart ached when he saw her crying.
He held her tightly in his arms and kissed her forehead again.
Madonna tried to slip away but was blocked by Dean.
“Miss, you dared to hurt my wife. How can I let you off like this?” She heard Devian’s cold voice.
Madonna knew that she will not be able to run away so easily so she looked at Andrew.
Seeing Andrew looking away she knew that there was no way he would help her.
“Let’s go.” Devian held her hand and walked a step but as Arien took a step she lost her balance.
Devian looked at her then at her sprained foot and frowned.
He bent at one knee in front of all and took off her heels. She was surprised by his act but at the same time she felt happy in her heart.
He got up, picked her up by her waist and walked away with large strides.
Dean stayed with them to investigate about the matter.
Madonna could not help but walk to her sister. “Sister Raina, I was wrong. Please save me. I know my mistakes and I apologize.”
“I already warned you not to intervene in once personal life. And you even used director Lyle for that? Now bear the consequences yourself.” Raina said looking at her angrily.
She had known that this girl would do something to harm Arien so she already warned her but she still dared to do that.
“It turns out that our Arien is Mrs Lyle.” Jane said. Happiness clearly seen in her eyes.
Everybody looked at Jane but, by then, they knew that Arien was the wife of their President Lyle.
Dean took care of the matters there while Devian bought Arien to the car and helped her in.
She was afraid that he would scold her. Even if he was not angry in there. What if he didn’t want to ruin his own reputation so he didn’t say anything to her back there. What if he would leave her believing those pictures?
She didn’t dare to look straight to him. Arien bit her lips so hard that it became red.
Devian drove the car. And Arien kept looking outside the window.
Both of them were silent for a while and the atmosphere in the car was tensed.
“Don’t be afraid.” Arien heard him saying.
She looked at him with surprise.
“Aren’t you mad at me?” She asked looking at his face.
“And why should I be angry with Mrs Lyle?” Devian turned his head slightly.
“For… for all those pictures?” She asked again lowering her head.
“What to be angry for. They weren’t real.” Devian spoke casually.
“And how can you say so?” Arien felt happy.
“Because I trust you.” He said.
These were not romantic words at all but more intoxicating than ‘I love you’. Arien felt her heart beating faster and faster. Her face and neck were all red.
Devian glanced at her and smiled.
“How’s your foot?” He asked.
“It’s fine. Just a sprain.” She replied.
“Okay” Devian nodded.
Arien didn’t understand what he wanted to say but she still kept quiet.
“Mr Lyle this is not the way back home?” Arien saw that he was not driving on the way to Lyle mansion. “Have you forgotten the way?”
“I wanted to take Mrs Lyle around. Any problem?” His cold eyes had a smile and his tone was too pleasant.
“Nope” Arien got that he was taking her out but he was too bossy! “Shouldn’t Mr Lyle ask me first. What if I don’t want to go” Arien said playfully.
“Then I won’t mind kidnapping Mrs Lyle.” Devian played along.
“Okay okay. I’ll go wherever Mr Lyle takes me.” She smiled.
Their mood was lifted. Arien was happy and so was Devian.
“Where are we going by the way, Devian?” Arien had no idea where he was taking her.
“I’m kidnapping Mrs Lyle.” Devian didn’t told her directly.
“Huh!” This man is really unpredictable.
They drove for some time and Devian stopped the car and went out to call someone.
Arien again had the mixed feeling.
“Why does he always have to go out to talk? Who is he talking with? Is there his girlfriend on phone. But as much as I know he never had girlfriends ever, right?” Arien couldn’t help but murmur to herself and thought about all the possible people who could call.
“He had his usual cold expression which means it was not her girlfriend” after a while Arien said this to console herself.
She was so deep in her thought that she didn’t notice him entering into the car.
“Are you jealous?” she was interrupted by his gentle voice.
“Huh! Why should I be?” She retorted.
But she was indeed jealous.
“Who was it?” She still asked.
“You’ll know it.” he smiled.
“I want to know it now!” She glared. “Your girlfriend or something?”
Devian “…..”
Does this woman think he is such a guy. He just called Dean to prepare for something and she’s blaming him just like that?
“You’re not answering which means I’m right?” she was angry.
Devian leaned closer, holding the back of her head he bought her head close to him.
“Leave me you pervert!” Arien struggled.