Chapter 11: Dance Floor Mew approached me and handed me the bouquet of sunflowers. I was hesitant to accept it but when I noticed that everyone inside the room was waiting, I had no choice. "Thank you," I bluntly said without looking at him. "Wait, why do I see some chemistry between you two?" a designer asked. My eyebrows furrowed because of his statement. What chemistry is he talking about? I smiled in a fake way. "Do you guys know each other?" the floor manager asked. "You guys look so perfect. And why the flowers? Are you guys together?" He eyed us. "Of course they're not together. Maybe he just likes Gulf. A suitor perhaps?" said the main designer. How dare you! I wanted to raise an eyebrow at him because of what he said but I did not want to throw a fit. I did not want to be rude. Grrr. Mew just smiled at them. I chose to ignore the topic. "Anyway, thank you for buying all the clothes that Gulf wore. I'll have them delivered to you ASAP." "No problem. I liked all the designs." Mew now directed his attention to the main designer. A cute male model approached Mew, a reason why everyone's attention left me. "Can we take a selfie?" the guy asked. I rolled my eyes. Good thing no one saw me. Mew nodded and smiled at me. The guy immediately took his phone out. Mew put his arms around the guy's shoulder before they took a photo. Tss. I rolled my eyes once again. "Excuse me," I said as I passed between them to leave the room. The guy gave me an angry look. I started to walk towards the parking lot. I was silent but my eyebrows were crossed as I stormed the hallway. I can't stand being in the same room with Mew. It makes me pissed off. Just seeing him pisses me off. The pain from the past just keeps coming back. How he made me look like a fool before just keeps coming back. I don't care what they plan to do there. I just want to leave this place and be at the bar where the after party will be held. For sure, Hughie is already there waiting for me. As I continued to grace the parking lot, I felt that I was being followed. I pressed my car keys and my car unlocked. I was about to get in when someone held my wrist. It was Mew. I angrily pulled my hand from him but his grip was tight. I failed. "Let me go," I said coldly. Now there was no hint of any emotion visible on my face. I made sure of that. "No. Not unless you agree to talk to me," he said, hopeful. "I won't repeat myself again, Mew. Let me go." "Please, Gulf. Just listen to me," he almost begged. "Like I told you yesterday, we have nothing to talk about. So let me go now. You're hurting me." I said those without showing my true emotions. The truth was, my knees already felt weak. I tried to pull my hand again, and this time, he let me go. Frustration was now all over his face. What is wrong with him? "Please hear me out, Gulf." I opened my car's door before speaking. "Save your explanations, Mew. I don't want to hear them." I shut the door of the driver's seat and drove away. I was angry the whole time I was driving. My grip on the steering wheel was just so tight as I gritted my teeth. Along the way, all I thought about was Mew and how much he wanted for us to talk. What do we need to talk about? After three years, he's only decided that we should talk now? What an idiot! I am a very popular model in Spain. I also had a few international projects. So it's impossible that he did not know about my whereabouts. What? Did he break up with Aron so he's now chasing me? Or maybe he needs something else? Maybe he wants annulment? My heart ached at that thought. Maybe he wants to marry Aron now that is why he's here with our annulment papers? That's fine with me. That way, we will not be connected to each other anymore. I just don't know why my chest is starting to feel heavy again. I arrived at the bar. The supposedly 20-minute drive was shortened to 10 minutes with how fast I drove my car. When I reached the parking lot, I had to spend a few minutes inside my car to allow myself to calm down. A lot of things are going on inside my mind right now. If Mew really wants annulment, why do I feel sad about it? You're evil, Gulf. You have Hughie. You love him. I shook my head, convincing myself to stop thinking about Mew and focus on the things Hughie did for me instead. Hughie left his career in Maldives to have a fresh start with me. Hughie did nothing else but to take good care of me. Hughie never once cheated on me and hurt me. How could you hurt him, Gulf? You love Hughie. Now forget about Mew. I heaved out a deep sigh. When I finally got my shit together, I went inside the bar. It was exclusive for the party. Everyone inside was either part of the production team of the fashion show or a model. Ther were a few well-known celebrities as well. A lot of people greeted me. Many of which I don't even know. I scanned the bar in search of Hughie. He was sitting with Kuya Dominic on one of the couches. With them are a few model friends. I went to their table. I sat beside my boyfriend who immediately kissed me on my cheek. "How was your day?" Hughie asked. "It was fine," I lied. "How about yours? How's everything at the department store?" I faced him and grabbed the tequilla from his hand that he was about to drink. I drank it in one go. Before entering the bar, I promised myself that I will stop thinking about Mew and just enjoy the night. But he just keeps running inside my head. I am so pissed at myself. I grabbed another shot from the table and gulped it down my throat. "Woah. Easy there babe." Hughie said before he tried to take the glass away from me but he was too late. "Is something wrong?" "Nothing. Just tired. Besides, let me enjoy. Tonight was successful." I am a liar. The truth is, tonight was miserable. I don't really want to see Mew ever again. He just ruins my day. I took another glass. "Don't you have a project tomorrow?" Hughie's voice was worried. "I'm just -hmmmm" He was not able to finish what he was about to say because I kissed him. "You are so naughty, Gulf," he said after our kiss ended. "Your kisses make me drunk." I'm starting to feel dizzy. I smiled at his statement. But my smile faded when I noticed a familiar guy entering the bar. It was Mew. He was with the guy who asked for a selfie with him earlier What is he doing here? I forced myself to calm down and act normal. His gaze caught me so I had to look somewhere else and pretended to keep myself busy with the drinks on the table. I hope he doesn't bother me especially that I am with Hughie. Hughie is so protective of me and I don't know what he would do if he finds out that Mew is here. "Hijo de puta!" Hughie cursed out of the blue. His voice was loud that even the people at the next table glanced our way. When I looked to where his eyes were, I found out that he was watching Mew. Oh no! Mew's table was across us. He was with a few models and some designers. The guy who asked for his picture is almost sitting on his lap. Hughie was about to stand up to approach Mew but I stopped him. "Where are you going?" I asked, a little bit angry. "Your fucking ex-husband is here! In fucking Barcelona!" His face was red and was almost ready for a fist fight. "What? Where is Gulf's ex-husband?" Kuya Dominic could not believe what he just heard. I gave him an angry look before facing Hughie. "So? Just let him be! Let's just enjoy ourselves." "Let him be? Why is he here anyway? In the same bar with us? It's not a coincident!" Hughie almost wanted to explode. He is so angry and he is not enjoying this. He tried to stand up for the second time but I stopped him again like the first one. I held his hands as I tried to calm him down. "Don't worry. He won't bother us," I assured him. His face is still furious but is now somehow calm compared to his reaction earlier. But he is still sending Mew dagger stares. Once in a while, Mew will glance at our table. I drank another shot before switching to vodka. Mew was eyeing me. Hughie noticed it so he wrapped his arms around my waist. Possessive! Hughie was consecutively drinking vodka, glass after glass, without removing his hands from my waist. He was marking his territory. Mew at the other side of the bar was now talking to the people at their table. The model whispered something to his ears which made Mew chuckle. He's so flirty! Tss. Where is Aron and why is he letting his boyfriend flirt? You are just so flirty, Mew! You don't get contented, do you? You are still the same guy before I left you. When we were together, you were with Aron. And now you're flirting with someone new? It makes me wonder how many other guys you've dated in the past three years. But that's not my problem anymore! I drank another shot. I am now feeling tipsy and a little dizzy. And Hughie now looks totally drunk. "Let's dance, babe," Hughie said before he tried to pull me towards the dance floor. I couldn't do anything but let him pull me towards the sea of people. My head was spinning aroung because of the amount of alcohol I have drank. Hughie danced in front of me in a seductive manner. His hands explored my body. When I glanced at Mew's table, I saw the male model pulling him towards the dance floor. Mew was unwilling at first, but he gave in when the model insisted. Now they're dancing three meters away from us. Hughie did not notice it because he's so busy dancing. Mew kept looking towards our direction. He was facing us and I was facing them. Hughie's back is against them and Mew's partner's back is against us. Only Mew and I can see each other. His eyes were now directed to me only. After minutes of dancing, Hughie became naughty and started kissing my neck. I glanced towards Mew and noticed that he was staring at us. His stare was piercing. I let Hughie do what he wanted to do. He was planting soft kisses on my neck while his hands were cupping my ass. Now Mew looks so angry. But I'm not sure about it. Why would he be angry, right? I almost cursed and closed my eyes when the guy he was dancing with wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed him. Fuck! Mew was not expecting it so he was shocked. But a few seconds later, he started kissing him back without removing his eyes from me. Our eyes locked, as if he wanted me to see that he was kissing someone else. My chest started to feel heavy again. That is why I decided to take revenge. I brought Hughie's lips to mine without removing my eyes from Mew. I kissed Hughie deeply and bit his upper lip. So you thought you are the only one who could do this, Mew? I raised an eyebrow at him. But he did not want to be defeated. He kissed the guy deeper, as if wanting to equal the intensity of the kisses I was giving Hughie. His eyes were still angry while watching me. I'm starting to get pissed off. But all the more did I not want to lose. Hughie was kissing me back so I kissed him even more and started using my tongue. Mew and I were still looking at each other. His kisses on the guy intensified. I lost. I closed my eyes because I couldn't take it anymore. Hughie continued to kiss me so I just let him even if my knees were now weak. This is Mew's fault. While my eyes were closed, I heard the sound of a punch. And when I opened my eyes, Hughie was now lying on the floor. Mew who was now oozing with anger punched him. "Hijo de puta!" Mew's voice resonated inside the bar despite the loud music. Everyone on the dance floor stopped dancing as they all turned to us.