The sound of water splashing in the basin echoes across the bathroom, it is when I just washed off the hand gel when my phone suddenly chimes.
I quickly turn the faucet off and wipe my hands on my skirt. I pick my phone up and unlock it, and that is when I see Henry Nosrevi’s number receive a message from Jamie.
I tap on the notification and open the message.
A photo first came into my sight, it is a photo of one of the cufflinks on Jamie’s sleeve. In the message he says, “I love them very much. Thank you, Henry.”
The Two Cats… They are just the most perfect gift for Jamie, aren’t they?
I didn’t realize I was smili
Before my voice fades, I’ve fallen on my back. The back of my head hits on the floor, tinnitus rings in my head, my vision turns black for quite a moment.When the black veil eventually disperses, sharp white lights gradually return to my sight again. I squint my eyes as I try to adapt my sight to the lights once more.However, just as my vision recovers, two faces print into my glance, upside down.I squint harder at the face closest to me, trying to tell who this bastard that made me fall is——blonde short hair, thick eyebrows, blue eyes, thin lips, short full beard, cold expression, and he is dressed in a classic black suit with a burgundy tie…Wait, isn’t he...
By the very instant Andrew called me, my heart stomped hard for once.My surroundings fall silent, the air around me turns cold, my breath starts to shudder.I stop my feet right next to Andrew, shoulder to shoulder, mine to his, yet we are facing the completely opposite direction——He is facing Jamie, who he came to talk to; I am facing at the office door, originally trying to get out of here just to avoid exactly THIS from happening.My neck freezes, I can’t turn my head, I am not allowed to let Andrew look at my face so closely in order to prevent him from recognizing me; my feet turn into stones, I can’t take the next step until the next thing happens in order to prevent anyone in this office
I lean on the office door taking my time to take a few deep breaths feeling relief about how close I was to the end of everything. Just then, before I walk away from the door, I hear the Peyton brothers start their conversation again.Quietly, I lean my ear on the door and start to listen.“I’m not going to persuade you politely anymore, Jamie. Come back to Peyton Group.” said Andrew.In a rather affirmative tone, Jamie replies, “And I am not going to tolerate your domineering attitude anymore, Andrew. I am not going to leave Minerva.”Andrew sneers, “What? Why are you so insistent on staying in this diminutive playhouse? Is Peyton Group isn’t good enough for you?”
As soon as Andrew and his assistant left, I returned to the office. That is when I come to find a rare scene happening at the table——Jamie is resting his chin on the desk with a long face.He didn’t even care to give me a glare when I walked in.I walk past him and sit down on the chair at the coffee table.With a mind state of schadenfreude, I scoff at him, “What’s with the long face?”Helplessly Jamie sighs, “Andrew is arranging a blind date for me. Tonight.”Woah, I sure I didn’t give him a single hint that I’ve been listening. I didn’t expect that.
Jamie didn’t prepare tonight’s blind date like Andrew thought he would. Instead, that evening after work, we gathered at the Peyton Mansion right after I picked up a few tools and materials from mine and Victor’s place respectively.In the bedroom I’ve once been in without it’s owner’s knowledge nor permission, I squat down in front of Jamie who is sitting on the soft grey carpet on the floor.He has put his fluffy headband on, holding all his hair up to the back; I hold a light purple foundation primer in my left hand, and a cosmetic sponge in my right. I gently dab the sponge on the primer and move it close to Jamie’s face.However, he suddenly stops me, “Wait.” he points at the things in my hands, “What is that?&
The time is ten minutes before the appointment.By parking the car just outside of Dominguez Cuisine, the glass structure of the restaurant allows me to look through the wall and monitor the situation happening inside; my phone connected to Jamie’s allows me to intercept every sound through the car’s speakers via its bluetooth function.Well, Jamie knows about it, so let us not call it intercepting, but participating.Just after a few minutes waiting in our respective positions, our target finally appears.Although Jamie isn’t able to see it due to the position of his seat and the direction he is facing, it
Considering Jamie’s feelings, Dylan tries to be gentle to him.“It’s not that I said those because I want some justice here, but…” he puts up a tender smile to make him feel less pressure, “I think I’m quite fond of you, so… will you give me a chance too?”He is fond of Jamie? Just by the first glance?Oh my. This guy knows his sweet talk techniques! Anyone can be convinced!But meh, it’s just not Jamie. I am confident. Jamie won’t be convinced so easily. He hates blind dating, and on top of everything, he has a man he likes!All hail Henry Nosrevi!
That night after I sent Jamie home, I returned to my penthouse straight away. I took a bath and called Victor.I don't know why, but I ain't feeling too comfortable inside. I feel upset, and slightly vexed.As my best friend, Victor shows up at my door very soon after we ended the call. He even brought some expensive champagne and chocolates.Champagne, everyone knows, for I can't have alcohol; chocolates, I know, for a better mood. Daniella taught me that.However, surprisingly, even after I ate almost half a box of the chocolates, I still ain’t cheered up.Victor spins his glass gently making a swirl in his champagne, “Are the chocolates and c
After a few minutes travelling in my red Lexus LS 500, Jamie and I finally arrived at our destination. After Jamie gets out of the car, I pick up a red velvet box from the glove box and put it in my coat. I then catch her up from behind. It is a big house built next to the beach. The house is fully furnished and renovated. It is ready for people to move in and live in it. I am the architect who designed and built the house, however I haven’t decided what to name it yet. Well, anyway… I first bring Jamie through the garden on the beach, I open the door with the key and we enter the house.
The time is five in the evening. I am back in the office building, sitting on the couch, waiting for the interview session to start in approximately half to one and hour.I grab my phone out and check my messages again.I had made a few calls to Jamie through various ways, she never answered the phone, and now, there is still no sign of Jamie.Weimar is seven hours ahead of Chicago, which means it is twelve at midnight at where Jamie is.It is already the next day in Weimar, and that makes this the second day I lost the sign of Jamie.Weird… This is weird.Jamie never leaves me hanging for m
April 2023. Two years later. It is spring in Chicago again, a time when the florals come back to life again, well so do the people. The warm breeze brings the voile curtains up, allowing the morning sunlight to shower on my white bed through the French windows. That is when I am woken up by the sound of this hectic city. I stand on my balcony in my robe, yawning and stretching my body at the same time. “Good morning, Chicago.” I take a glance at the scenery of the city from the top of this building, I see people and vehicles all over the streets, everyone is ready for work and vac
June, 2021.It had been almost one month since the accidents happened.I was discharged from the hospital, rested at home for a few days, took some medicine, did some simple rehabilitation practice… I am almost fully recovered.The news reported that Melonie Myers was brought into custody by the local police. The police told me that I no longer need to worry about stepping out of my house.Also, it is Wednesday morning, a regular working day for me.And so, I am now back to work at Minerva, no longer as the CEO’s secretary, but as the CEO and the owner of Minerva; no longer in skirt and lipstick, but in suit and tie.
Air flow, machines, birds chirping, and a woman sobbing… Those are the first things that come into my ear when I gradually return to my consciousness.They sound really vague at first, but turn louder after as I slowly open my eyes too.There, I find myself in a ward bed. My face is covered with an oxygen mask. My arms are surrounded by tubes and wires.And, I see someone burying her head in the bed, holding my hand tightly in hers.“I’ve lost our baby… I can’t lose you too, Henry… Please wake up...” she sobbed.Slowly, I raise my other hand, and lay it on her head. I caress her gently, stroking her hair th
Assuming that it must be Mr. Hurlock behind the door, I unlock the door and open it without peeking through the cateye.I ask as soon as I open the door, “Yes, Mr. Hurlock? Did you forget someth-”However, just when the door is fully opened, the face of the person standing in front of the door is revealed in front of me.It is a lady in black attire, with a bike helmet on her head, her black hair draped over her shoulder, and she holds a knife in her hand.It isn’t Mr. Hurlock, it is...“Hi there, Henry.”“Melonie Myers…”
It is almost midnight when I sit in my living room alone, waiting for Jamie’s butler to show up. It is always a quiet night like this that makes people feel lonely, isn’t it? Tears ooze out of my eyes abruptly, they trickle down my face one after another. No matter how many times I wipe them off, no matter how hard I try to stop myself from crying, my tears just won’t stop. I cover my face with my palms to cover my sound, I sob as quietly as I can, not hoping to wake Jamie up. I try to stop myself by clearing my head, yet every quiet moment like this keeps reminding me of the fact that we’ve just lost our child. Our dear child… If you can hear us,
The accident and our loss hasn’t been too kind on us, especially for Jamie. The impact of losing our child hits her heart and mental condition so badly. She had been crying for days, she didn’t eat much. She fainted a few times. She became so tired and weak, that the doctor kept her in the hospital for another few days.Tonight, Jamie is just sitting on the bed, sometimes leaning on my shoulder, imagining how different our life would be if everything never happened, how our life would be if we hadn’t lost our child.What gender will it be? Will it be a little princess? How heavy will she weigh when she is born? Will she look more like Jamie or me? What name will we name her? How will we celebrate her first birthday? How excited will we be when she says her first word or takes her first step? Will she first say mommy
“Jamie…”Not knowing how much time has passed, I gradually woke up when I heard myself mumbling.I first feel my senses are unblocked, just like when one who sinks in the ocean for a long time gets back up from the water.The next thing I feel... is my body covered in pain, especially my head.“Umm…”Holding the pain back, slowly, I try to open my eyes.It is the moment when I open my eyes again, bright light seeps into my eyes. I squint into the light, my eyes take quite a while to adapt to the light.