The Accidental Wife by Sara Islam

Chapter 189 I'm in my office at home, working on snew designs. I have been thinking about the new fashion show I'm supposed to prepare for. It's a year away, but sometimes a year isn't enough.

It's been a week since Silas and I agreed to make amends. Smay think that he hadunder his spell that night, but I wasn't. Lately, I've been thinking about our relationship and all that has been happening. When I left the divorce papers for Silas, I had a firm belief that we weren't going to make it. I thought that we had reached a dead end; however, things have changed.

I can tell that Silas is trying his best and I'm not going to walk away from him while he's doing his best. I still love him with everything inand if he manages to get it all together, I'm not going to walk away from him.

As I'm thinking about the best colour for the design I'm working on, my phone rings. This is Silas.

"Hey there," I say while eyeing five different shades of orange.

"Hi, Rosie. Do you have tto meet? It's kinda important." I can tell from his tone that something is wrong. I can imagine the look he has on his face and I'm not fond of it.

"What's going on, Silas?" I ask, pushing the colours away. Is he in trouble? Is something wrong? Is he hurt? Does he want to tellthat he has relapsed? "Well, my alcohol addiction has been outed to the media. We need to meet with my publicist. Do you think you can do that? The anxiousness in his tone makesforget all the designs I'm thinking about and working on.

"Where is the meeting? Can you senda location?" I ask, already making my way to the bedroom to change since I'm in a pair of sports shorts.

"I will send you everything. Thank you, Rosie." He sounds grateful and relieved. Did he think I'm going to refuse to help him out in such a dire situation? I'm about to tell him something, but the interings. "Hold up, Silas. I think the guards want something." "Hello, is everything all right?" I say, picking up.

"Ma'am, we need to call extra security. A lot of reporters are outside, and they want to talk to you." My eyes widen upon hearing that.

I take a deep breath before heading to a window that allowsto see the front of the house. My office is on the other side of the house and the windows overlook the backyard, barely get to hear anything if the windows are closed. Surely, there are at least ten reporters, and the guards are doing everything in their power to keep them away.

"Silas, I may not be able to cas quickly as you wantto. I'm sorry, but there are a lot of reporters outside. I need more time," I apologize. I know that he's already stressed, and I hate that I'm currently adding more to that stress, but this is out of my hands. "Reporters? I will cpick you up, okay?" he tells me.

"No, Silas. If you come, they will get wilder, and this is the last thing we want. We want them to leave. Listen, I will just tell the guards to call the security company to getmore guards, so I can leave, yeah? I promise it's nothing." I'm trying to calm him down even though I'm not calm at all. Reporters freakout because they tend to act like wild animals, hoping to get the latest news even if they're going to put somebody else in danger. Silas is aware of how they makefeel. "Are you sure you'll be all right until the guards arrive?" he asks me. I love how he treatswith so much care and love. I miss this side of him. I'm not saying that he stopped caring, because I know Silas. He will never stop caring about me. He never stopped. He simply stopped showingthat he cared and I'm a person who 1/3 ||| < 58% Chapter 189 prefers actions over words...

"Yes, I'm sure, but..." I stop myself from talking, feeling stupid.

"But what, Rosie? What do you want, cupcake?" he speaks softly.

"Do you think you can stay on the phone withuntil the guards arrive?" I hesitatingly ask.

"of course, cupcake," he says, makingsmile.

He stays on the phone withfor more than thirty minutes, givingthe comfort I'm looking for. While waiting for the guards, I try to force myself to stay away from the windows. I know that my anxiety will worsen if I keep looking at the reporters and I think Silas also knows that too, so while being on the phone with me, he keeps remindingto stay away from them.

Thankfully, the guards don't take too long to arrive. I stay on the phone with Silas as one of the guards take the driver's seat while I take the backseat. There's also another guard in the passenger seat and a car behind mine that has three other bodyguards. I'm not sure if this is an exaggeration, but I don't want to take any chances. I won't be leaving on my own too; Silas will be with me. This is enough for our protection.

When I arrive, I find Silas waiting forby the building's entrance inside the garage. Once I'm near enough, he takesin his protective embrace and kisses the top of my head.

"You're okay, right?" he softly asks, and I nod while smiling at him. I know that he doesn't mean to check on my physical health. He wants to make sure that my nerves are under control. "Let's go." He takes my hand in his and we head towards the elevator. "Should I worry about this meeting?" I can't help but ask as the elevator door closes.

"No, cupcake. Nobody is going to force you to do anything you don't want. Whatever you're going to hear is nothing but suggestions, yeah?" he tells me, and I slowly nod. Something inside oftellsthat Silas knows what his publicist is going to talk toabout. We reach his publicist's office and sit down beside each other. Andrea, his publicist, is well-known in the field and she knows how to help her clients maintain a good image. No, scratch that. She doesn't help them, she makes them maintain a good image whether they like it or not. And she knows how to clean up messes, no matter how huge they are.

"Rosie, you're aware that having news about Silas's addiction surfacing out of thin air while he's close to returning to the field is quite bad and a kind of attention we don't want, right?" she tells me.

"Of course, I'm aware of that." For all my life, I have been surrounded by cameras and flashlights. I know how ruthless reporters can be and how nosy the media is when it comes to big families and public figures.

"We're going to need your help," she says, which is something expected. When Silas askedto come, I knew I had a role to play. I just don't know what that role is and apparently, Andrea is going to fillin.

"I don't mind helping. Do you wantto issue a statement? Should I make an appearance at a press conference with Silas?" I wonder, but she shakes her head. I look at Silas and the worry I see on his face indicates that he knows what she's going to ask of me.

"We need more of you," she starts then inhales before continuing, "I know that things haven't been good between the two of you, but I need the two of you to put your disagreements aside and act like a united front." What does she mean by that? Aren't we already showing a united front in front of everybody? But we're already doing that," I point out. Again, she shakes her head.

"Reporters are nosy, Rosie. They have their way to find out everything. We don't want them to find out that the two of you aren't living together." I can already feel where this is going, and don't like this.

2/3 19:15 Sat, Dec 7 Chapter 189 3 58% +5 ""What are you exactly trying to say?" I ask even though I know the answer, but I just want | to make sure that I'm not jumping to any conclusions.

you "I need to live under the sroof, go out on dates social events together. You may also need to attend a few of his games once he makes a comeback. This should go on for at least six months." She drops the information on me.

regularly and attend look at Silas and find him looking away, as if he's running away from my eyes.

"Did you know she's going to ask this of me?" I

"I calmly ask him. .This is not what we agreed on. He toldhe was going to givethe tI needed. This isn't him givingtime. This is asking to rush my plans.

"I told you you're not obligated to agree to any do," Whe says.

of this, Rosie. I'm not going to force you to do anything you don't want to Andrea rushes to say. The look she shoots

"But of course, your help is incredibly needed, and it will make a d it will make e a huge! difference, m husband the moment he remindsthat I have a choice doesn't escape my notice.

at my "I need tto think this through," I tell them, standing up.

"It's his reputation that is at stake, Rosie," Andrea reminds me.

"Stop pressuring her. She is free to do whatever she wants," Silas tells her in I appreciate the way choice at all. I I know him first without a

Silas has my back, underscoring that Ecotoga I will what I need to do becausem when it comes second thought. a stern tone.

always have a choice, but the thing is, I don't. I don't have a and the way the media portrays him, I'm going to put to Silas