The next day, Camellia almost forgot about her lunch date with Emily that she had to be drag away by Wan Chun from her work. It nearly the end of the lunch hour anyway, which makes it possible to have an empty table ready for them.
Emily was a charming lady to begin with, and her unique beauty features that considered extraordinary. Her long luscious soft and thick hair wave freely pass her tiny waist giving away to a soft round curve buttock. Camellia never saw her hair freed like today. Her smile always bright and cheerful that only add more charm with her dimple chin. But, her only weakness was she was too talkative, and sometimes she talks fasters that even Camellia takes time to analysis what she was talking about.
'Ah!' It took Camellia awhile to recognise Emily before. That very moment, she gets to know the reason why Emily looks familiar. She was considered one of the Asian models that had been residing in South Korea. She remembered the 30 seconds video of the hair commercial done for a renowned hair salon chains . The model was so unique because of her dimple on the chin. Also, not many local commercials were using foreigner to be their ambassador at that time.
Although the cafe nearly empty with customers but everyone eyes were on them the moment, they step into the cafe to the vacant table at the corner of the cafe. Camellia knew the owner from before they started the wedding planning business a year ago. More than thrice did they came to celebrate their successful transactions with the whole members. Or for a quick nipping and takeaways for those overtimes work as usual. But, Camellia doubts it if it is going to be a quick one this time.
"Thank you for having lunch with me today," Emily scanned the cafe and looked back at the woman beside her. "It is comfy and more students."
"Don't mention it," Camellia nodded at her with a smile. "Aye. There is a local university nearby." Emily stared at Camellia for a moment.
"I missed my mom." Emily sighed. They were interrupted by the arrival of the food. Camellia waited for her side of the story, but Emily continues eating. "Do you know Shuusei is a chef? A genius chief at that." Camellia gave a shocked look at her.
"You meant last night. Those food were his doing?" Camellia asked. Emily nodded with a smile. "Well, it was delicious as I never tasted before."
"That's Shuusei speciality." Emily was expecting her expressions to be impressed with her husband works. Emily frown with her lack of emotions; confused . Camellia continues to eat or more like swallows it. Another silent. "Well, why do you do it?"
"What do you mean?"
"The annulment. I heard you asked Shuusei for the annulment of your marriage." Emily heaved a sigh and turned to the woman beside her.
Camellia went rigid. "So, you knew about it?"
"Aye. I accidentally overheard what those guys were chatting about last night." So that was the reason for those distaste stares and glares from the group with Yamato. Camellia clenched her fists. She didn't wish his friends to know it at all, or she didn't care if they didn't acknowledge her at all.
"Anything else i should know?"
Emily shook her head lightly. "No." It seems like they didn't know about the wedding contract after all. Camellia let out a relieved sigh.
"I don't like complicated life." Camellia glanced at the other woman only to see no reaction. "Before the wedding, I lead a simple life with works and a small circle of friends. This sort of scandal doesn't suit me at all."
"Shuusei is my friend. He has been a good friend to Takashi and me." Emily began her story, trying to persuade Camellia. "I pretty sure he won't be causing you trouble but rather will protects you from any harms. Besides, it was just tabloids. When it comes to gossips, nothing is true in tabloids."
"It doesn't concern me at all. And let's keep it like that."
"Pfftt...," Emily blurted out, stifling her laugh. "Come on. Don't be too uptight. Trust me when I said marrying Shuu is the smartest move and you'll never regret." Emily wiped her tears off from her eyes. "I'm telling you the truth."
Camellia did not understand what Emily were talking about. Even defending Shuu's infidelity while laughing at it doesn't gave any assurance that she need.
"You are a good person. I am glad that you are a good woman. Shuu surely need some good woman to handle his life."
"And, should i say thanks in this point?" Camellia's tone of annoyance gave a sign of 'I don't need your sympathy'
Emily ignored it as she continued "When I compared myself with you and Shuusei, I was a little envy with you. You have every reason for resentment with the woman that hold your husband's heart."
"Your husband cheated on you."
"Mmm. You may say that but i won't say it like that when he already was in love with another woman even before he marries to me." Emily sorrowly recalls the memories of defeated. Emily starts to giggle at Camellia's surprised expression. "Watching you like this just makes me miss my mom." Camellia knitted brow in confusions. Emily smiled at her reaction. "In some way, you quite similar to my mom. Too uptight, quiet person." Camellia is looking serious now in thinking mode.
"Maybe I can be your mom." Camellia sarcastically pointed out. But, Emily sorrow expressions shows something else.
"I don't want you to be her!" Emily giggles at her quip. "My mom... She is missing." Emily pushed her plate away, feeling discouraged.
Camellia was surprised to hear it and regretted what she had said. "I'm sorry to hear that."
Emily nodded. "It's alright."
"So, that is why you're looking after your step-siblings these whole time?"
"What? What are you talking about? You mean the last night party?" Emily was looking at Camellia in confusion. "Of course they're staying with their father."
"You mean your stepfather was there last night?!" This time Camellia can't hold herself with the surprises. "With us?" She can't imagine or didn't even saw anyone older enough to be Emily's stepfather.
"Aye. He was seated beside your husband the whole night." Emily explained. Again, Camellia was staring at her speechless. "Kunihiko san is my stepfather."
"WHAT?!"