Chapter 7 Introverted Him

• Chapter 7: Introverted Him
• "You're a lifesaver, Lina! I don't know what I would have done with you. Thank you!" Diva exclaimed as soon as she got into the car.
• After Blaze abandoned Diva in the parking lot, Diva called her best friend, Lina Stephens, to pick her up. Usually, she went to the office with Lina as they lived together, but now that she was married, they couldn’t live together anymore.
• "It's no big deal." Lina shrugged her shoulders and pulled the car into the driveway. "But what are you doing here out of all the places?" she asked curiously, eyeing the glamorous Hudson mansion from the side mirror.
• Diva released a dramatic sigh, mentally preparing herself to break the news to her former roommate, and spoke up, "I'm married to Blaze Hudson now."
• "Your jokes are usually lame, but this one is the lamest by far," Lina stated, not paying much heed to Diva.
• "No, it's not a joke. I'm actually married to Blaze Hudson," Diva repeated with a firmer tone.
• "You're married? Not only that, but with 'the Blaze Hudson'?" Diva nodded, making Lina chuckle. "Wake up, Diva. You're still asleep." She knocked her knuckles on Diva's head playfully.
• "Lina, believe me. I really got married to Blaze!" Diva cried out.
• "Diva, I think you need some caffeine right now. Do you want me to stop by a cafe?" Lina questioned casually. Considering how bizarre Diva could be, Lina didn't find it surprising for Diva to be saying such ridiculous things.
• "How can I convince you?" Diva groaned. "Let me tell you the whole story."
• After Diva told the entire story about how she got married to Blaze in a mass wedding to escape a murderer, while excluding the fact that Vyan was the murderer, she asked, "Do you believe me now?"
• Lina threw her head back and laughed. "You come up with such fascinating stories, Diva."
• "Believe me; it’s not a story!" Diva exclaimed, almost on the verge of tears. If her best friend didn't believe her, who would help her out?
• Silence fell over the car as Lina grew speechless, processing the information she just received. "So 'the Blaze Hudson' is your husband now?"
• "For the last time, yes!"
• Lina pulled the car over in the parking lot of their office building and told her, "Okay, I believe you. Let's talk about this on our break."
• Diva smiled and threw her arms around her lifesaver. "Okay. Thanks for the lift."
• "Don't mention it." Lina smiled back at Diva and took her bag before getting out of the car with Diva.
• The two of them took the elevator to their designated floor. Diva and Lina both worked at a magazine named Rainbow Magazine with Diva working as the editor-in-chief and Lina as the chief finance officer.
• Diva wasn't too fond of her job since she found it extremely boring to edit articles all day long. She felt the same way toward her office co-workers—dull and boring. Yet, the job had its perks; she got to meet several famous writers and celebrities almost every day.
• It was fun sometimes, but it wasn't what fit Diva the most. Literature and Diva—didn't go that well. Yet, it paid well, and her grandma loved the job, so why not?
• Diva greeted her colleagues and went to her office to pick up the necessary documentation for the presentation she had. Even if Diva didn't seem like it, she was very dedicated to whatever she did.
• Not to mention, one of the only times Diva remained silent was during work.
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• "I'm angry," Diva announced with her cheeks puffed like balloons, sitting at the dining table.
• Only the clattering sounds of plates answered her as the servants were serving dinner to her and Blaze.
• Receiving no reply from Blaze, to relieve the awkwardness at the dinner table, Diva started, "Do you know why I'm angry?" For Blaze, suddenly the forks were more interesting to watch than of Diva. "You deserted me this morning! I was left all alone, helpless. Did you even wonder how I would reach my office on time?" she exclaimed, placing a hand on her chest dramatically.
• Blaze rolled his eyes. All he wanted was a peaceful dinner after coming back from work, but this was what he got—a whiny, mental asylum escapee complaining.
• "In that moment of emergency, most people would crumble down to their knees and cry, but not me. I used my wits and called my best friend for help," Diva bragged. "I'm smart, aren't I?" She raised her imaginary collar.
• Blaze paid no attention to her and picked up his spoon to start eating. He wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.
• "As soon as I called Lina, she came rushing to my aid." For a brief moment, Blaze wondered who Lina was but didn't voice it. "As expected from my best friend, she managed to get me to the office right on time, unlike my husband. She's amazing, isn't she?"
• Blaze just shrugged, chewing his food silently.
• Diva took a mouthful and continued, "Oh, I never asked. How rude of me! How was your day, Blaze? It must have been hard, right?"
• "Normal," he replied. That was the first word he had spoken at the dining table that day.
• "My day was hectic as hell, yet I managed to pull through. By the way, the presentation I had today went great. They loved my idea..." Diva went on and on about her day at work, while Blaze looked forward to finishing his meal and going back to his room.
• "Blaze, did you ever do an interview for my magazine, Rainbow?" Diva inquired.
• Blaze shook his head.
• "Do you usually do interviews?" she further inquired.
• "Only when it's necessary," he replied.
• "That's cool. You know, there are so many celebrities who want their interviews taken so badly, like, they are so desperate for publicity. People these days are just too much..." Diva continued blabbering.
• Diva wondered why Blaze wasn't trying to engage in the conversation. She was giving so many openings for him to partake in, yet he did not show any interest.
• "What is your hobby, Blaze?" asked Diva.
• Blaze knew it was easier to just reply than to ignore her, so he said, "Reading."
• She scrunched up her nose in disgust, still continued, "What interests you the most?"
• "Latest technology."
• "Why do you do business?"
• "I like it."
• "Do you like what your brother does? Don't you think his profession is wrong?"
• "Doesn't bother me."
• "Are you into gaming?"
• "Shut up." Blaze had enough of her questioning session and stood up as he had finished his dinner. He left without another word.
• Diva gasped, realizing something. A train of thoughts burned through her mind. He answered all my questions with hardly any words. He didn't ask me about anything back. He doesn't like my company. He likes to be alone. Oh, my god!
• Her eyes widened, when the reality hit her head, he’s an introvert! Out of all the possible personalities, how did my husband turn out to be an introvert??
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