Jerk Husband Rude Wife – Episode 70

JERK HUSBAND, RUDE WIFE

HIS HEARTTHROB, HER HEARTBEAT

© Youngicee Stories

Written by: Pamela James

Chapter 70

IVY

It was afternoon and Ronald was moving after me since morning because I was not talking to him.

“Ivy” He whined.

” Don’t talk to me. Was I a burden to you that you hurried to let go of me?” I shouted.

“Please! I am sorry!” He pleaded with a puppy eyes while joining his palm together.

“Why would I forgive you?” I raised a brow.

“I have bought this for you” He said stretching 2 chocolate bars in front of me.

“Awwn” I jumped taking them.

“Am I forgiven?”

“Yeah but you will help me keeping that idiot at bay. I am in the mood of forgiving him!!” I grinned opening chocolate.

“Done” He smiled.

☺AUTHORESS PAMELA POV☺

He was stunned that how carefree and innocent she was.

How her lips curl in a smile and her heart forgives so quickly just for a chocolate.

Deep down he wanted Frederick and ivy to get back to their relationship but in front of Ivy he was acting to keep her tiny heart happy.
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“Ivy, where is my evening coffee?” Frederick shouted coming towards the kitchen.

Micheal was sitting on the kitchen counter while Ivy was standing beside him and they were laughing about something.

Ivy put on a straight face looking at him.

” Where is my coffee?” He asked again.

“Michael”

“Yes Ivy”

“Ask him to make one himself. I am not free.” She said ignoring him.

“She is saying make one yourself. She is busy” micheal said with toothy grin.

“Ivy, you know I like you making my coffee” Frederick emphasized.

“Michael, tell him to get someone else who will make him coffee. ”

“Frederick, she said you should get someone who will be making coffee the way you like it. .” micheal said with toothy grin.

“Ivy” Frederick groaned in frustration throwing a steel spoon on the floor.

“Micheal ask him to stop creating a mess and go out from here because at the end I will have to clean this.” She said with a blank face.

“Ivy is asking you to get lost!!” Micheal exclaimed.

“O you shut up. I can hear her clearly. When did you decided to be her personal assistant plus translator.” Frederick said with gritted teeth

“Excuse me mr jerk, You can’t insult my brother in front of me. This is not the way to go out” Ivy shouted.

“What will you Do?”Frederick took one step closer.

“I will rip your head”
Ivy said taking a big rice spoon in her hands.

“oh I am scared” He said dramatically.

” Go ahead” He took one more threatening step towards her.

Just then Michael jumped down from the counter and ran out.

“Hey Michael !! Where are going?” She shouted.

“Wow, your coward brother also ran away. Now who will rescue you?” He smirked gagging her between him and wall.

“This!!!” Ivy shouted after thinking for sometime.

“What?” He asked confused.

Just then she threw a rotten tomatoe to at his face.

“Eww” He pulled back making faces at its smell.

“Hehe. Look at your face. You can’t cope up with manners Huh? I asked you humanly to get lost but you didn’t now face my wrath.” She laughed throwing other tomatoes at him from the basket.

“Ivy” He groaned wipping his face.

He took other basket from side and started throwing tomatoes at her too.

Michael who went to gather everyone returned back just to gasp at the view in front of them.

Ivy and Frederick both were hiding behind opposite aides of counter and throwing tomatoes at each other.

The whole kitchen was messed up.

Everyone’s jaws dropped to the ground.

“Ivy, Frederick”

” ivy”

“Frederick”

They all shouted and they both stopped and looked at them and then at each other.

“Actually..”

“Let me..”

“Just come with me Ivy and take bath.” Before they could say anything Samantha spoke.

Ivy nodded and left still glaring at him.

” You are stinking!! Go or should I take you?” Aaron said and Frederick left cursing under breath.

“Look what I got?”
Ronald smirked displaying the pictures of ivy and Frederick standing there messed up with tomatoes. There were tomatoes all over their face and hair.

Aaron and micheal burst into laughter.

“I am forwarding it you guys to keep as backup if they delete it from here somehow.” Ronald smirked and they nodded.

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😊IVYA😊

I and Samantha were sitting in her room. It was two in the morning but we couldn’t sleep.

” So tell me Frederick is more romantic or you?” Samantha asked excitedly out of blue.

“Romantic and He? Hehe don’t go together” I laughed rolling my eyes.

“I can’t agree to this?” Samantha said.

” Why?” I raised a brow.

“Beause as much as I know sir then he is a romance freak. You know what! When we were children he used to say that he will keep on loving his wife whole day and night. He used to love the word wife that much when he didn’t even know whom she will be. He used to plan about caring for her and giving her a forehead good night kiss. He was so determine to make memories with her..” Samantha said excitedly.

Listening about his childhood and perspectives a smile made it’s way to my lips.

“Well he is not the way he used to plan. He is a jerk type now” I said controlling the emotions pooling up in my heart and making it beat faster.

” Dont say like this!! He cares alot about you!!”

“How can you say that?”

“You know what when you were in hospital he used to miss all his meals sitting beside you whole day and night. He made himself look like a beggar when you were kidnapped. He didn’t sleep for a whole week missing you and crying for you! When ever I used to go to him I always used to find him holding any of your dress in his hand and he used to repeat one thing that when ‘will my Ivy come back? Ask her to come back . I won’t argue with her. I won’t scold her anymore. Just ask her to come back to me. I am yearning to hold her”

It hit me so hard.

“Crying for me? No he can’t. He used to say that he won’t cry for me.” I shook my head and refusing the statements of my heart.

” He lied. He cried alot for you. You know what ivy, I heard people saying that no one can love the woman more than that man who cried for her.” Samantha smiled.

“Love…????” A whisper left my mouth.

To be continued