"Did it hit the G-Spot?"
Upon hearing those bold words, Xu Mey choked on her food and started coughing profusely. Ye Jie rubbed her back slowly to ease her discomfort. It took a while for the coughs to settle. Xu Mey glared at her husband.
"Oh come on my dear wife, I didn't say anything wrong. I was just asking about your opinion. You see this food was not only filled with spices but also my deep love." The cheeky smile on his face seemed really annoying to Xu Mey at that moment.
After a pause, he added, "Haven't you heard, 'Great Food is like great sex. The more you have. The more you want.'"
Xu Mey gulped down a glass of water to calm herself.
She wasn't angry about his audacity to talk about her G-Spot rather she was upset about the fact that she couldn't refute his words. Spicy Food was like a slice of heaven for her. She needed to burn her tongue with the intense taste of spices to fight like poison with the heat burning inside of her heart.
Xu Mey might not know what an orgasm felt like but she definitely knew about the foodgasm. But knowing about something and openly talking about it are two very different things.
Her anger came from the embarrassment she felt. There was a frown etched between her brows as she glared at him with bitterness.
Ye Jie pressed down her frown with his thumb and forefinger as he said, "There is no need to take everything so seriously. Life is about laughter. Don't you think, it'll be awfully sad if laughter faded away." His eyes were gazing into her black orbs with care, love, and protectiveness.
Xu Mey was not unfamiliar to that gaze, she had seen it way too many times in her friends' gaze. But his gaze gave a different kind of feeling to her. And that gaze scared her even more.
As they say 'There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.' For Xu Mey, that untold story was her almost entire life. She didn't want to share that story but the pain was getting unbearable.
"Sometimes, life doesn't give you a reason to laugh. It only teaches you to wear a facade of happiness." Xu Mey replied avoiding his gaze.
"If life doesn't give a reason. We should find the reasons ourselves." Xu Mey looked at his face as he sat beside her. "As someone famous said: 'Love what you have before life teaches you to love what you lost.'" His head was tilted as if thinking about something.
That look pulled Xu Mey's heart from a deep slumber. Those words were like a bucket of cold water, reminding her about her status in his heart.
When she accepted to be his wife, she was clear about one thing; She could be his wife, a part of his life but she won't be able to have a place in his heart. Originally, that idea was appealing. She didn't want unnecessary attachments. But that exact idea suddenly felt painful to her.
'He is still deeply in love with his ex. And I can't possibly compete with their relationship... Huh! Where did that thought come from? I don't want to compete. At least not for his affection or love.'
"She must have been a really awesome woman." Xu Mey said in a low voice but Ye Jie heard her words making him arch his brows in confusion.
"Who are you talking about?"
"Your ex-girlfriend." She replied with a straight face.
"Let's not talk about her again. I hate that woman." Ye Jie's playful aura was replaced with icy one at the mention of Lu Yuhan. He stood up from his seat intending to walk away but Xu Mey's next words halted his steps.
"Without the presence of love, hate in impossible. Only the people we love or care about have the ability to hurt us emotionally. A stranger can hurt you physically but that strangers words won't matter. Because there is no feeling involved."
"I won't deny the fact that I loved her. I loved her more than I can describe with words. But the intensity of love is replaced with the intensity of hate. It won't change anymore." His voice was filled with conviction.
Instead of feeling ease, Xu Mey felt her heart constrict. It was exactly like saying, 'My heart was filled with love for her with no room for anyone else and now, it's filled with hate for her.'
No matter how one says it, the meaning was obvious.
Ye Jie ascended the stairs leaving his needles like words for Xu Mey along with her loneliness. She stared at her now sticky cold ramen bowl and didn't feel anything.
Xu Mey tapped the tabletop with her fingers as she said to herself, "Never was yours, never gonna be yours. Don't forget your aim." She picked the bowl of cold ramens and sauntered inside the kitchen.
After dealing with the dishes, she went to the bedroom upstairs. Only a side lamp was dispersed in the room. Ye Jie was already asleep taking the left side of the bed. She heard his steady breathing. Under the faint light, his handsome face seemed at peace.
Xu Mey sighed before laying on the right side of the bed keeping her distance from him.