Looking away, he said, "Nevermind I said that."
There was a pause, then Celestelle asked,
"Why? Why should I pretend you didn't say that when you clearly did? Or have you forgotten words are like water—when poured away, can't be taken back into its jar?" Celeste said with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
Zachary was at a loss for words. She was the one that had looked at him with that predator gaze like he had said something forbidden, and he had asked her not to worry, so why this sermon? He thought, looking at her like she was crazy.
Celeste suddenly laughed, then waved her hands. "Forget I ever said that." She repeated his words back to him.
Zachary couldn't help but feel cheated, then he smirked. Looks like she wasn't innocent after all, he thought with a snort.
Ten minutes later, a man came rushing in like he was being chased. Immediately he spotted Zachary, he came to him and gave him a hard poke in the head, then started ranting.
"How dare you order me around, Zachary, huh? Who gave you the right to act like a boss? Don't you have no shame… Do you wish to be struck by lightning? How dare you boss me, you bent dick!" Tony, who Zachary had called minutes ago, came ranting.
Zachary was shocked, pissed. How dare him call his dick bent? "Say that again," Zachary growled. Tony couldn't help but shrink back, but then, remembering the unjust he had suffered since he couldn't go for Mr. Vale, he directed it at Zachary. And he didn't stop, instead went on and on until he was out of breath.
Celeste was puzzled by the two—more so she was confused, seeing how they were jabbing at themselves. One was relaxed, another felt like he was in a hot pan.
"Are you done?" Zachary asked lazily.
Tony felt like his world was spinning. What kind of a man was this? If he continued, he would only go crazy. With a loud huff, he gave him the contract containing the edited version.
Zachary collected the documents, went through it, and saw everything was intact just like he had asked. He nodded and handed the documents to Celestelle for her to go through, if there was an omission, addition, or changes.
Celestelle went through the documents, and everything was just as she had requested for—and also his own part of the conversation. Nodding her head slightly, she signed her signature where she was supposed to.
Once she brought her pen down and wrote those two names, she had sealed her faith for a year but had also gained something in return. Without much hesitation, she signed the documents. It was hard at first, since she had never used a modern pen before and hadn't written in the modern world, but with the help of Celesteela's memory, she was able to sign the documents clean and neatly, so that it looked like one could see their future through it.
Staring at the name Celestelle, Zachary felt like he was in a trance. The name was unique and definitely looked celestial—like a good fortune was coming soon. Looking at the woman across from him, she looked just like a beam of light. She was glowing, but Zachary felt there was more to this side of her—something deep, deeper than anything.
He hardly thought about a person he had just met for a long time, but since he met her, he had different thoughts in his head, and he already wanted to stop thinking.
Shaking his head slightly to stop his swirling thought, he signed his name. Then brought out the original copy and asked her to sign, which she did. The original copy would go to Mr. Vale, and the two printed copies would go to her and Zachary.
One had her and Zachary's name, which Zachary kept. Two others had just her name, and she was wondering why Zachary hadn't signed his name yet and was instead parking it back. She was about to ask when he gave her the answer to her unsaid thought.
"I won't be the one signing but your supposed husband," Zachary said as if reading her thoughts. Celestelle was puzzled, then she blurted out,
"Are you not my supposed husband?" she asked with her round big eyes.
Zachary stared at her for a while. Hadn't he been saying "supposed husband" all along and had never called himself? Was she that dumb not to have noticed?
Not wanting to waste more time with her, he gave a casual response.
"No." He stood up and walked away.
"Follow me." Celeste heard his voice again, and she couldn't help but grumb why he was acting tough and cold all of a sudden. She had wanted to ask who the supposed husband was but gave up on the idea. Since he would give her power, she doesn't need to know who he was. But—
What if he was a cripple, disabled, or challenged man? She thought, but then the idea of him giving her power killed those thoughts.
Meanwhile, they had both acted like they didn't see Tony—or more precisely, Zachary had acted like he didn't exist—while Celeste didn't acknowledge him because he hadn't also acknowledged her, and she had no idea who he was.
Tony was fuming, but still he went past Zachary—but not without bumping into him that he almost fell—then gave Zachary the middle finger before walking out of the café.
He used me and just dumped me like that. But at least he acknowledges me. He is better than that good-for-nothing Lucien, Tony thought.
Celestelle was a novice to all this, and with Celesteela's memory could she act modern, but it didn't still help, as Celestela's memory revolved around home, school, eat, sleep—and recently, before her death when she went to her mother's company as a department manager, she hadn't even done much before she fell into a coma.