Love Hate Relationship

Sasha blushed really hard and Michael looked at her in shock before looking at himself, he is just noticing now that they are both dressed in red, his heart fluttered in happiness but he didn't let it show on his face. How many times have he dreamt of being in uniform with her? He can't even remember.

"Oh come on Joseph, we have had our time when we are young. Let them enjoy the early times of their marriage" Vanessa shunned.

"Oh I'm not complaining, I'm just saying they are making me jealous, that's all. I mean I'm glad there are getting along well" he smiled.

"Dinner is served" a servant announced to them before turning and walking back into the kitchen.

"Well, it's about time" Joseph commented while getting up "I'm famished" he reached out his hand to his wife who got up and took it while they both made their way to the dinning.

"You will eat soon" Sasha heard Vanessa say and marveled at the love that they both still have for each other and not hesitating to show it off. She looked at her own husband and he was looking at her and then he did the thing that she never expected. He repeated the action his dad did to his mother and Sasha was frozen before putting her hand in his. His hand was so soft and he helped her stand up gently. Sasha was awestruck at this new behaviour of his and couldn't help glancing at him from time to time.

Michael pulled out a chair for her and help her sit before settling on another chair beside her and all this did not escape his parents eagle eyes. He smiled faintly when he noticed how they were watching him and found it difficult to avoid laughing out loud when he saw the way his wife kept looking at him or stealing glances at him. Just what is wrong with them? He can be a gentleman for crying out loud, he thought.

They discussed more after dinner before Michael bid goodbye to his parents with the excuse that he has meeting early tomorrow. Joseph and Vanessa walked them outside where the chauffeur had their car already waiting for them, he handed the keys to Michael with a bow "don't forget Sasha, we have tea party next tomorrow" Vanessa reminded and Sasha nodded.

"I will keep that in mind" she replied with a smile. They bid goodbye and to keep face in the presence of his parents, Michael opened the door for her and shut it after she was seated. He walked to the driver's side and got in the car. Joseph and Vanessa watched them leave before walking back into the house with a big smile on their lips.

They got home and Michael parked the car, got down and walked into the house. Sasha sighed as she watched him, of course he was only putting on front for his parents, did I think he actually cared? Like he is gonna change in a minute, she thought before getting down from the car too. She went up the stairs to their room to see him undressing. She walked to her dressing table and dropped her purse before turning to face him, he already has his shirt unbuttoned "I'm sorry...I'm sorry for walking into your closet and taking something from it without your permission. I will have the dress washed and returned just the way I saw it."

Michael snorted as he removed his shirt before reaching for his singlet, he pulled that off too and feasting his well built body to her eyes to which she gulped "return it just the way you saw it. How do you think that is possible?"

"It's possible, I will just have it washed."

"When you took it out of there" he pointed at the walk-in closet "was it washed? Have it been worn? You can't return it the way you saw it because you have already worn it, so it's not the way you saw it!"

Sasha bit her lip, so that's it then, she took in a deep breath and let it out slowly "I will replace it then. I will look for something exactly like it and replace it..." She was saying when he suddenly started laughing, but you can tell it was a mocking laughter directed to her.

"Replace it?" He laughed again "I'm sorry, but all your wealth and that of your parents can not buy this dress and move over, there is only of it, you can't see it anywhere. So how are you going to replace it?" He asked staring at her with humour in his eyes and his hands on his waist.

Sasha tried to swallow his insult but she just can't "what do you mean by all my wealth and my parents? I am not poor. I can understand if you say there is only one piece of it but not that I can't afford it!"

"Really? Then how about I call my designer to make it, will you buy it from him?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, how much is the cost?" She asked.

"If I'm correct, I think it's five or six million dollars" he looks thoughtful.

Sasha eyes reached her forehead "what! Just for a dress?" She shouted and that brought him out of his thought.

Michael stood staring at her, amused at her outburst " I told you, you can't afford it, do you believe me now?"

"Why will it cost so much?"

Sasha sighed and closed her eyes "you are insulting me."

"I'm I? Wow, I didn't know. I didn't know you will see it as an insult after all, you agreed to marry me because of a hundred million dollars. I assumed that you were already making it obvious that you are poor. I mean, you didn't come with anything here, all the dresses that filled your wardrobe was provided by my mom, so I thought you already know of your condition" he smiled and picked up his shirt and singlet before walking to the walk-in closet "you can keep the dress, I don't want it to seem like I'm a bad husband, at least you can brag that you have a dress that is only a piece in the world."

He turned and looked at her again "that reminds me, aren't you going to a tea party with mom next tomorrow? You can wear it, at least the ladies there understands quality, they will know what you are putting on with just a glance, unlike you who didn't" he smiled and walked into the closet without looking back at her again.

Sasha couldn't keep the tears from falling then, she sat on the bed as it poured from her eyes like river, this is the highest insult in her life and to think she has to get it from her so called husband. She stood up and rushed to her wardrobe immediately and threw it open, she packed all the dresses there and dumped on the bed, she sat in the now empty wardrobe and cried her eyes out.

Michael walked out of the closet with a towel around his waist, he looked at the dresses on the bed and then at the crying Sasha and chuckled before walking into the bathroom like he had seen nothing. He came out minutes later to see everything just like it was before, he walked into the closet and dressed in his pyjamas before walking out again. He packed all the dresses and dumped it on Sasha's side in the bed before lying down and going to sleep.

Sasha stared at him with her tear filled eyes and wondered why she ever fell in love with him. She sat there for what felt like hours before getting up and undressing, she walked into the bathroom and took a shower. She packed the dresses and dumped them on the chair in the room, she will take care of them tomorrow. She laid on her own side on the bed and watched the sleeping Michael for some time before turning off her bed lamp and going to sleep.