Married to the heartless Billionaire

Chapter 39. FRIENDS

SOPHIA CASTILLO

"Where are my clothes?" I asked Sarah the moment I noticed that my clothes were gone.

"Oh, I forgot to inform you. While you were away, Master Adrian said to move back your clothes to his room," she said and my eyes widened in shock.

"What? He asked that my stuff be moved back? Why? When?" I asked, surprised by what I had just heard.

"Last week Wednesday," she replied to me and I facepalmed myself.

He gave me the right to leave so why did he move my stuff back and why didn't he inform me?

I walk to his room to go and ask him the reason for his sudden change of mind. I knock on the door of his room but got no reply from him and so I entered to see that he wasn't in.

I left the room and went to his office at home. I knocked on the door and I heard him say I should come in.

"Sophia," he called, getting up from where he was seated as soon as he saw me.

"What brings you here?" He asked, he sounded concerned and curious at the same time.

I took in a deep breath and exhaled. "Hi," I said.

"What's wrong?" He asked with a questioning look on her face.

"I came to ask why you asked them to take my clothes back to the room."

"Oh, that..." He pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Pardon me for not informing you ahead but I thought that it was only proper for us to share the same room after all we are married to one another. I should have informed you ahead though," he explained.

I took in a deep breath and exhaled. We are married but that doesn't make us any real couple. He made it clear to me and suddenly he is being too friendly and acting as if we have one great relationship in the past.

"You gave me permission to leave the room and have a room for myself and besides..." I trailed off.

Was he trying to punish me? The fact that I would have to sleep in his room meant that I would be sleeping on the couch and I never felt comfortable on the couch before.

"Hey," he moved closer to me and took my hand.

"I did not mean to offend you. I indeed have your permission to stay in the other room and if you want to keep staying there, I won't stop you. I will ask them to move back all your stuff. I just thought it was the right thing," he said.

"Why are you suddenly acting this way to me?" I asked. I had to know because I couldn't comprehend anything yet.

Why was he being nice to me and caring about my opinion?

Doesn't he hate me? What does he want from me?

"What do you mean?" He asked perplexed.

"What I mean is..." I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat.

"While I mean is why are you being nice to me? I mean you never really like me or should I say you do not like me and you have reminded me times without a number that my family and I are gold diggers but suddenly you are nice to me and it's scaring me," I confessed as tears blurred my eyes.

"Do not cry," he said.

"Why?" I said in a whisper but I was sure he heard me.

"I am sorry for how I have treated you in the past. I thought..." He sighed, moving away from me and letting go of my hand and I suddenly miss having him close.

"I thought I knew it all until I did some investigations and found out that I was wrong all this while. I have treated you badly in the past because of what I heard about your father and the false evidence shown against him but I later found out the truth after some investigations and I deeply regret my actions," he explained.

"Okay. I see," I sniffled a little.

"Are you being this way to me because you feel guilty towards me?" I asked him, looking into his eyes.

He shook his head.

"Maybe and maybe not," he replied, making me interested in knowing what he meant by that.

"What do you mean?" I asked him.

He sighed. "I do feel bad for how I treated you in the past and the words I said against you and your family and I am not being nice to you because of that," he replied.

"Then why are you being nice to me?" I asked him.

"It is because I like you," he confessed and I felt my heart skip from his confession.

There are different types of likes so what kind of like was he referring to. I wanted to ask him that but I refrained from doing so.

"Oh, I see," I said instead.

He moved closer to me and held my hands again.

"I am sorry for what I said about you and your family and I wish I never said any of that but I did and I am sorry. I will like to make it up to you," he said and I nodded my head.

"That's fine," I told him.

"I'm serious. I want to get to know you and get things right. I am hoping we could start ad friends and get to know one another. I hope you will give me that chance?" He said looking into my eyes.

Did Adrian Castillo just say he wants to be my friend?

"How about this, tomorrow evening, we will go on a friendly date and we will have a talk with one another and talk about ourselves and our likes, what do you say about it?" he asked.

It wasn't a bad idea and besides getting to know him wouldn't be a bad thing at all.

I nodded my head. "Why not."