Chapter Seven

At this point, I don't think whatever happened to my love life matters to me as long as I can help Gabrielle get her life back on track again. Right now she doesn't know how important and special her life is, she only thinks of the many ways in which life has failed her. Meanwhile, I yearn to be given a little more time in life. All my life I have worked so hard to achieve everything that I have today but of what use is it for me when I can't enjoy it?

I have always idolized Gabrielle Foster since we were kids I had a big crush on her back then in middle school, not thinking of our age difference. She might not be aware of my feelings for her and I want it to be that way, what good will it be if I come into her life and varnish just like others had done to her?

When the news came to me about Gabrielle's broken relationship, I felt for her immensely. She wasn't just any type of girl, Gab was an independent woman, she worked so hard and tried to make a name for herself even when society wasn't so nice to her. A woman like her though tried to live her life to the fullest in front of the world she valued her family and friend more than anything. 

I had thought of approaching her with my feelings but I know she wouldn't think twice to reject me since we are different people.

I heard my phone ringing while I was lost in my thoughts, I checked and it was my physician.

" Hello, doctor."

"  Yes Mr. Manchester, I just got your medical reports this evening." 

" Okay, tell me, doctor. Is there any more ailment in my body that I still don't know of?" I asked blatantly.

" Don't be like that sir, actually the result seems to be quite promising this time. "

" Please tell me what's promising about my early death, doctor?" 

" Well, from what I have here there is a ten percent chance of a successful surgery, and that if we act as soon as possible Mr. Manchester. I need you to trust us and take up this opportunity." The doctor tried to convince me.

" Please doctor, I don't want those fictitious hopes again. Why now that I have finally come to accept my fate, huh? Doctor, ten percent isn't enough for me to try and live again. I have lost everything in a space of three years already because of my ailment, and the last thing I want is false hope. Goodbye doctor." I hung up the call and fling my cell phone across the room.

Gabrielle's POV

Every word he said to me kept on repeating in my head. Was I making the right decision? It was just mythical to deceive everyone including my family. How long would we keep up with the lies?

My head was already banging hard from all the thinking. Perhaps I should just go with the flow and forget about the after-effects it might have on us. Surely, we would pull a breakup stunt, whenever our exes come back into our lives.

Frankly, I was appalled at the worst. What if Connor doesn't return to me? I didn't want him back into my life, I just want him to go on his knees and plead to have me in his life again. I want him to realize what he left. Then I will reject him and make sure the world sees his shame just like he did to me at the altar. He will feel the pain that I have felt and still feel for a lifetime.

I knew using Cole would be the best idea. Connor had always wanted to get a chance to meet with Cole during our relationship days, he always talked about how he would want to manage him, his career, and all his establishments. He was his biggest fan, so I strongly believe that Cole is the best option.

I pondered all through my way back home until I got into my hotel room. I began undressing immediately and walked upright into the bathroom, I turned on the shower and stepped under it. 

The cold water wetted my soft skin as I let out a light sigh, then squeezing my body wash onto my palms, I gently rubbed my palms against my skin and began washing my skin gently until my satisfaction as the water washed off the dirt on my body.

After my long bath, I stepped out of the shower and picked up my towel from the towel rack at the side of the mirror in the bathroom, and dabbed the water off my I'm in before wrapping the towel around my chest and proceeding out.

I came into the room and met Michelle lying on the bed while facing his phone and flashing at it. Aww! How sweet, I recall how I used to we're such bright smiles each time I was on the phone with Connor. I know it was crazy comparing Michelle's happy moments with my past moments with Connor. I couldn't fight the urge not to compare.

" Hey! Mich."

She looked up from her phone and flashed at me.

" Someone seems super excited, so tell me what happened between the both of you and where did he take you?" 

I blinked, trying to act dumb to avoid her question. " with who?"

" Cole Manchester, and please will stop trying to avert questions and just answer them?"

" I rolled my eyes and sat beside her on the bed. Well, that arrogant jerk to me to his clubhouse."

" Wait, Cole has a clubhouse?"

I nodded with a tight smile." Yeah."

She jumped from the bed. " Great, we'll go there this weekend."

" Please no, the clubhouse isn't officially opened yet, it was just him and his friends having fun over there.

She folded her hands under her breast and squinted her eyes at me as if attempting to see through me. I whirled my eyes and stood up from the bed. " please no more questions, Michelle." I left her in the bed to go out my clothes on.