CHAPTER 2 - Suddenly with the billionaire

[ Myrtle's Point of View ]

I couldn't move, he was so close to me! But, our position is...

What the freak?

I bumped my forehead to his head, and he winced in pain.

Haha! Good thing I always do that to my older brother.

So, this is not a dream?

I rushed to grab the blanket I dropped on the floor and covered my body again. What have I done?

"Hey! Why am I here?" I screamed at the man sitting on the bed while I was at the corner, hiding.

"Well, I saw you sleeping on the hospital bench, so I had no choice but to bring you here," he replied while massaging his forehead.

"You can't just do that! How would I know if you did something to me while I was asleep? And how did my clothes change!? Did you do something?!" I screamed furiously at him.

"No, I didn't touch you, except when I was carrying to my car and when I placed you here on my bed." He leaned back and placed both his hands on the bed.

"Then, who changed my clothes!?"

"I asked my maid to change your clothes because the one that you were wearing yesterday was already ruined and dirty."

How dare he insult me?

"Anyway, eat up, and I'll bring you back to the hospital after you get ready. There are already prepared clothes for you inside my closet, and you can use my bathroom if you would want to wash up," he continued and stood up.

He opened the door of the room and looked back at me.

"By the way, you have a nice body," he said and winked at me.

I felt my whole face blush! Why does he have to say that!?

PERVERT!

I rushed to the bathroom and immediately took a bath. After that, I went to the closet and looked for my clothes.

Is it the clothes I wore yesterday? Of course not. He probably threw that already.

I saw a beautiful yellow mini dress hung at the ends of the closet and took it out.

"Wow," I muttered while holding the dress.

I tried it out immediately because I've never tried to wear dresses before. I have worn shirts, long sleeves, jeans, boots, and rubber shoes all my life. Of course, I can't wear dresses while working in the fields.

It suits me perfectly! I twirled around left and right in front of the mirror while looking at myself.

I never realized I was this beautiful.

"Hello, ma'am! Pardon me, I already entered. I have to fix your hair and makeup." A cute maid came inside the room and smiled ear to ear.

"Uhm, I don't wear makeup, so it might not look good on me," I hesitantly replied.

"Oh, that's fine. I know the perfect shades for you!" she replied happily.

She opened the makeup kit and brought out different makeups I'm not even familiar with.

We moved in the vanity table, and she turned the mirror's lights on. Everything in my face is clearly seen, even the pores and dirt.

"Hmm, are you sir Sean's girlfriend, ma'am?" she asked while brushing my face.

"No. I'm also confused why he brought me here. I just met him yesterday," I replied.

So, his name is Sean.

She giggled silently and said, "He must've felt something for you when he saw you yesterday. He is usually cold to women he meets outside even if they keep flirting him."

That's not my problem anymore.

"What's this for? Why do I need to look so good when I'm just going to visit my mom at the hospital?" I asked.

"I don't know too, ma'am. Sir just commanded me to fix you. And I'm the one who changed your clothes a while back!"

"Good thing it was you. By the way, how old are you?" I was curious about her age because she looked a lot younger and smaller than me.

"Me? Oh, I'm fifteen!" She smiled widely.

Fifteen? Why is she working as a maid? Isn't that child labor?

"You're too young to be a maid." I smiled back, and she continued putting on my makeup.

"Well, actually, I'm not a maid here. My mom is the real maid, and I just help her work because sometimes, she gets really sick," she replied with sadness in her eyes and voice.

I suddenly remembered my mom. I hope I can earn as soon as possible.

"You're such a great girl. Continue to help your mom." I patted her head, and she smiled at me again.

"Thanks! You're now done!" she responded in glee and jiggled her hands.

She's too cute to handle!

I looked at my face in the mirror, and I looked like a totally different person.

Am I really this beautiful? Or is this just my illusion?

"You may now go out, ma'am! Your bag is also with sir Sean. He is waiting for you outside." She smiled at me again and pushed me to go outside.

I gazed at the condo when I went out of the room. It's massive! There's a golden chandelier, everything is painted neatly in white, the furniture is like from abroad, everything is so elegant!

"This condo is so big, right? You would think of it as a mansion," the girl beside me said.

"Yeah, I've never seen a place like this before," I replied in awe.

"Alright, there's sir already! Have a nice trip and stay safe!" She pushed me again to the exit door, and there I saw Sean standing with a black Porsche, wearing a blue polo and black trouser.

Please help me. How can Sean be so hot and handsome at the same time? This is illegal.

He looked at me and smiled. He walked towards me and grabbed my right hand.

"You look beautiful," he uttered.

I just rolled my eyes at him.

He opened the car's passenger seat for me, and I went inside.

He went to the driver's seat and started the car's engine.

"Do you feel hot?" he asked while opening the aircon of the car and unbuttoning the buttons of his polo. He folded his sleeves and placed one hand in the steering wheel.

I found myself drooling over him and his hot little deeds, so I unconsciously replied, "You're hot."

He looked at me and smirked. "You too."

He started driving, and the silence was too loud! Why isn't he talking? After what he did to me, he won't talk?

"So, what's your name?" he finally asked and glanced at me for a second.

"I'm Myrtle."

"Full name?"

"Myrtle Piena Saragoza. What about you? What's your name?"

"Sean Kalix Ackerman," he replied.

It's like I've heard that name before. I'm not sure, though.

"Have we met before? Why do you feel like someone who knows me?" I confusedly asked.

"Hmm, not really," he replied.

I nodded my head and shrugged. I looked outside the window and saw the beautiful scenery in this city.

It's my second time visiting a city. The first time was when I visited my cousin here and now is the second.

Everything is here is full of buildings and other different establishments. People are classy and fashionable. I feel like I don't belong here at all.

After all, I'm just a girl who lives on a farm and does nothing but plows the soils and gets muddy every day.

I sighed heavily. How can I find a job in this kind of place? I feel like everyone has a top-tier status, and I won't even fit in any jobs here.

"Why are you sulking?" the man beside me asked all of a sudden.

"Do you think I could find a job in this place?" I asked.

"Yup. There are a lot of jobs out there who are currently looking and hiring workers," he replied in a deep voice.

I sighed again. I remembered that I had to enroll in the medical university in the province, and now I couldn't because I needed to earn for mom's surgery.

"If only I was born rich like you, my life wouldn't be this hard," I mumbled.

"Well, being rich also has a lot of consequences. You won't have genuine friends, and some people manipulate you for money. It's hard to find people you could trust if you're rich."

"But still, it doesn't matter. I need money to enroll in my dream course and to help pay the hospital bills."

He didn't reply and suddenly halted the car.

"Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?" He moved closer to me and asked.

"Uh... No, I don't feel hungry," I replied because I'm so shy after he let me stay in his house for a while.

But my stomach said otherwise. It started to growl like a dying whale when the smell of waffles entered my nose.

We both looked at my stomach, and he smiled.

"I'll take that as a yes. Do you want waffles?" he asked.

"Yeah. I'm sorry, I would pay for it," I replied in humiliation.

"It's fine. You don't need to worry about it." He winked at me and went out of the car.

I just stared at him as he was buying waffles for both of us. As I was staring, a sudden question popped out of my mind.

Why is he doing this for me when we just met yesterday?