CHAPTER 24

When I saw it was Adrian who made the statement I remained mute. I wanted to tell him that I would love to stay more in the hospital and fully recover but I did not see any use of it. I got used to obeying his orders whether pleasant or not. In no time, the discharge documents were ready, and I signed them and strode out of the hospital with Adrian.

We rode in the same car but each of us isolated ourselves to our own thoughts. Soon, rain started drizzling. I manipulated the car window and made it leave a little gap through which the rain would shower on my face. The feeling was so soothing and satisfying. The cold evening breeze was another special therapy for me.

When we got to the hotel, Adrian fled to his room, but I was not ready to do the same yet. I quickly ran to the receptionist and asked for the kind lady who was at the hospital with me; after much description, the receptionist finally remembered her and gave me the necessary information I needed.

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Immediately Adrian got to his room his phone beeped.

“Hello bro”. You could not make it to the event, what's up? Marcus asked.

“Man, it's a long story”. Adrian replied with a wave of tiredness in his voice.

“Alright, bro, I'm on my way out of the event center. I think I will come over to your hotel”. Marcus said.

“That sounds cool”. Adrian replied, playing a silly smile at the corner of his lips.

“See you then”.

When he hung up, Adrian threw his phone on the bed and trudged into the bathroom. Later on, he put on his nightgown and headed downstairs. Since his room was next to mine, I could see him passing by my room through my windows. I couldn't help but admire nature's handwork; apart from Adrian's rudeness, his looks were great. I couldn't wait to see who the lucky girl would be, but with the look of things, I doubt if there will be any lucky girl.

I tucked my hair behind my ear and stood up from my bed. My phone beeped, and the caller was not a familiar one. I stretched my hand to grab the phone, then quickly withdrew, thinking it could be Julian. The phone beeped the second time and I summoned courage and picked it up.

“I thought I had warned you never to my name”. I yelled.

“Excuse me, ma'am”.

That voice. It sounded like……

“Kira”. I muttered.

“Yes, ma'am, it's me hope I didn't upset you?” She shrugged.

“I am sorry for the way I sounded; I thought it was someone else”. I mumbled.

“It's fine, ma'am. I understand. How are you feeling now? She asked.

“Much better”. I replied with a smile.

“Alright, ma'am, I just called to check up on you”. She said in a sincere tone.

“I honestly appreciate it," I replied.

“But how did you know my name, if you don't mind me asking?”. She asked with a little voice.

“Oh, I did my findings”. I replied giggling.

“Okay, that's interesting,” Kira replied with a girly tone.

“Now over to you, how did you get my number?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Thank you so much for calling Kira”. I said in gratitude.

“Please do not mention, dear; it's a pleasure.” She replied.

I hung up and laid back on my bed. I started feeling uneasy about Kira, but I could not wrap my head around why. I tried shoving the thought aside, but it still lingered in my head, and I knew just the best remedy.

I put on my wine-red nightie, hung my headset over my head, and left the room with my face glued to my phone screen. From afar, I could hear faint chattering sounds, and as I went farther from my room, it became louder. I paid less attention to it, though. I mean, I was in a hotel, so I certainly was not the only one in the building, unlike Adrian's house.

But the chattering suddenly ended abruptly, making me jerk and look around. Lo and behold, I was standing at the doorway of the minibar allocated to our rooms. I saw Adrian, but he was not alone; there was another man by his side who was glaring at me keenly. I recognized him as Adrian's best man during our wedding. I started feeling uneasy. The nightie I wore was revealing, no doubt, but it wasn't that bad. When I had had enough, I quickly retraced my steps and stood behind the wall, thinking of what to do next.

There was a sofa by the wall of the bar, so I decided to sit there and catch my breath, and as expected, I dozed off right there while Marcus and Adrian continued their conversation.

“Brooooooo”. Marcus exclaimed.

“Huh”. Adrian replied, feigning an attitude.

“What on earth just happened right now”. He asked with list-filled eyes.

“What happened?” Adrian replied feigning ignorance.

“You mean you did not see what just happened right here”. Marcus pressed on.

“All I remember that happened was that Jenny was passing by, and you made us stop our interesting conversation and give her attention which made her head swell,” Adrian replied and picked up his glass to gulp down his drink.

“That's your business, bro. What I saw was a masterpiece walking majestically past the door, and we couldn't help but stare in awe at her beauty”. Marcus said with a weird tone.

“Really!” Adrian replied, raising an eyebrow.

“Adrian, my ears are itching. Tell me, how does she taste?” Marcus asked with a silly smile.

“What! Hell no!” Adrian shouted.

“What do you mean?” Marcus asked with furrowed brows.

“I haven't tasted her, and I don't even plan to do so,” Adrian replied matter-of-factly.

“Adrian, you mean you have been living with this angle for weeks, and you have not tasted her?” Marcus asked with his eyes widened in shock”.

“Apparently, yes,” Adrian replied, scoffing.

“How exactly do you do it? How are you able to look at her with those perfect curves, bubble boobs, wet lips, juicy thighs, and succulent butt, and still take your eyes off her?” Marcus asked in shock.