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"What’s the most expensive painting that you’ve ever sold?" he asked suddenly, catching me completely off guard.

"Around 800 dollars," I replied after some thought.

"I see. Let’s see if we can push that up at least by ten times," Hayden said before smiling confidently my way.

"How?" I asked cluelessly.

For me art wasn’t about money but if I wanted to be a professional artist, I knew that I had to make art pay the bills and get ends to meet.

"You’ll see…" Hayden replied vaguely.

"I guess I should quickly finish the website…" I muttered.

"Definitely. You already have photos of your past works, right? It shouldn’t be that hard…" Hayden said carefreely.

"I guess…" I mumbled.

It probably wasn’t hard, but I believed that it wouldn’t be that easy or simple either. There’s no point in telling Hayden this though. I’ll just work harder and get the website finished as soon as possible.

I could tell that he had some plan in mind, but he wasn’t willing to share it with me right now. It would be useless for me to press him further, so I decided to wait and see. I never thought that his plan was already well in motion.

…

"You’re going to work?" I asked, slightly shocked.

"Why are you so surprised?" Hayden asked with a teasing smile.

We shared a meal together peacefully after getting out of bed but after showering and getting dress, Hayden was all ready to go out. He was fit enough to have sex with me and all that last night but is he fit enough to go out? Suddenly, I started to worry again…

"Aren’t you supposed to rest and recover?" I asked.

"I’m fine. Didn’t I already prove it to you last night?" Hayden asked as he pulled me into a hug.

"That’s…" I began arguing as I started pushing against his chest with my hands.

"Stop worrying. I’m bored of telling you that I’m fine. Work on your website. I expect to see a lot of progress when I’m back tonight," Hayden said firmly as he unwrapped his arms from my body.

"Sure…" I mumbled.

"Why don’t you walk me to the car like a good housewife?" Hayden suggested playfully as he grabbed my hand in his.

"I’m not your wife…" I murmured softly.

"You’re right about that. It could be good practice though. Come along, Malissa," Hayden replied cheerfully as he pulled me along behind him.

This was the first time that I was sending Hayden off to work. Usually, he would leave on his own. This new experience brought about mixed feelings for me. I didn’t want Hayden to go out to work because of his injuries and partly because I wanted to spend more time with him. His casual joke about me playing the role of a housewife made me feel slightly uneasy inside.

I wondered if Hayden was thinking about marriage and then realized that he probably wasn’t seriously thinking about it if he thought about it at all.

As I followed him out of the mansion towards the parking area, my mind started to dissect my own feelings as well. Did I want to marry him? If he proposes to me, will I say yes?

Before I could figure anything out, we arrived at the parking area where many luxury sports cars were parked. Undoubtedly, they all belonged to Hayden. All the cars were magnificently outstanding in appearance and were all sparkling clean. All except for one.

"Oh…is this the car you drove the day you got into an accident?" I asked after gasping in shock.

The car seemed so beaten up that I got scared when I thought that Hayden was in that car when it happened. I glanced over at Hayden, and he nodded solemnly at me to confirm my hypothesis.

"Maybe you should get a driver…" I suggested before trailing off.

"There’s no need," he replied casually.

"What if you get into another accident? You need to drive more carefully. No speeding…" I warned.

"Alright. I will. I’ll see you later tonight…with the website…" Hayden said quite seriously.

"Ok…" I replied.

He bent down and planted a quick kiss on my cheek, and I waved goodbye to him as we drove away. Now that was a very husband and wife scene, wasn’t it?

…

By midafternoon I had been sitting in front of the computer for so long that my back had started to hurt. This is probably why all those ergonomic chairs are selling so well nowadays. I must have sat in the wrong position or something because my back felt stiff and so did my neck. Perhaps it’s time for me to spend some hard-earned money on an ergonomic chair as well.

I cocked my head slightly from side to side as I stared intently at the website mockup that I had on my computer screen. Based on the design that Hayden had chosen, I created the website using a simple website building package that I bought online.

Although I would like to say that I had some secret skills up my sleeves, the truth was it was simply dragging around boxes to where I wanted them and adjusting the size and color.

It was supposed to be easy, but it still took hours, and I revised the boxes many times until I thought that I would go crazy. I guess this should do for the layout. The links in all the button worked as well, linking the buttons to the right pages when clicked on. Now all I had to do was upload photos of my past art works into the boxes and add details about them.

--To be continued…