Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Isabella's POV 

The awkward stare didn't last longer as the man received a phone call; I hate the fact that I can't bring myself to ask for his name as he might think I'm using the privilege to ‘hit on him.’

“Get it ready in two minutes,” I heard him say over the phone to the caller in a calm yet demeanor way. 

I noticed he seemed to be the type that doesn't speak much. Even his words could be counted.

I wiped the cold sweat from my face, looking closely. My scalp almost went numb when the message I received earlier stirred her heart again.

I immediately took my phone and went through the message again,” You have been reborn back into the past; you have a choice to remake your decisions and change your destiny, or you fail, and the incident of the future remains the same outcome” 

Due to my situation earlier, I was unable to check the sender but the disappointment on my face was so clear and big upon seeing that it was an unknown number.

Damn!

“Could someone be playing a prank on me?” 

No matter how hard I thought about it, I can’t help but think it's surreal because I have only seen things like my current situation in movies, but seeing myself alive even after being killed by a gun made me think otherwise.

“Maybe I'm a ghost,” I thought but that thought didn't last long as I remember I was saved by the Man beside me. If I were to be a ghost he wouldn't have been able to save me.

“Maybe both of us are ghosts, even the paparazzi are all ghosts, just maybe.”

“Damn! I'm going crazy!” I lamented inwardly but that didn't last longer when that soothing voice interrupted my thoughts.

The voice seemed cold but always sent chills from my head to my area anytime I heard him speak.

“A penny on your thoughts?” I heard him ask but I was in another world of myself.

Being reborn seemed to change everything about myself entirely, I can't believe I suddenly turned pervert over some hours of meeting this man. I only get crazy thoughts upon hearing his voice which has never happened to me.

I have never had any lustful desires towards Tyler's face or voice, but here I am with the stranger I had just met a few hours ago, yet I couldn't help having all thought lustful desires for him.

If I stay too long, I might pin him down before I realize what I have done.

He cleared his throat, making me realize I had not given him a response to his question. I couldn't help but feel my cheeks burning with the thought that I had been lost in thought thinking about naughty things about the man.

“You should wait for a while at the hotel…..” I heard him say, but before he could even say another word, I screamed out the word, “No, My family will be worried about me,” I said, avoiding the man's eye contact.

“You should wait for a while at the hotel before your family comes to get it,” He said in an unflinching tone, which made me feel bad for interrupting him when he was speaking earlier.

I can't believe I had just embarrassed myself when I could have waited for him to finish his words. What a big embarrassment!

BLACK HOTEL 

The car pulled over In front of the magnificent seven-star hotel; The hotel is one of the biggest hotels in the country, and one would have made a three-month reservation before anything.

Even from his demeanor, he looked rich and expensive, but thinking about it, I thought any calm person could have that kind of demeanor. But his taste in hotels, I knew he was different from a rich man with good taste.

“Mind telling me your name, Mr?” I asked him since I'd be getting out of the car. After all, it wouldn't hurt to ask for his name since he helped me, and I could repay him. How could I repay him without knowing anything about him except his handsome face? I could only think the best option was to ask for his name.

“RODRIGO NETHAR,” He uttered before hopping out of the car. The name rings into my ear, it sounds pretty familiar. He seemed to be a public figure in my past life, but still, I was confused. What confused me the most was him getting out of the car.

I couldn't help wondering why. 

“I thought he was just dropping me off here? Why did he get out of the car?” I thought briefly before I followed him out of the car with confusion laced over my face.

I wanted to ask him why he came out of the car but I couldn't. I feel like it'll seem as if I don't want him around. Even though I don't want him around, I shouldn't have any discomfort.

Not like I don't want him, though, but I should keep myself restrained. After all, he's a mere stranger.

“Wouldn't hurt your ego going wild with a stranger. After all, you're wet for him, Isabella!” I heard a voice say, but I was confused.

“Even still, he's still a stranger! I can't show him my wild side!” I responded inwardly before my senses returned.

Now, the confusion on my face was bigger than when I saw him get out of the car. I was so confused about the feminine voice, yes a feminine voice I heard.

“So where exactly did that voice come from? I'm hallucinating?” I thought looking more and more confused. I looked around but it was just Rodrigo and I.

Strange things kept on happening since this rebirth of a thing. Is this meant to be funny, yet I don't find it funny; I find it hard to believe things like this happen.

I sighed helplessly when my gaze met a man in his mid-forties approaching with a demeanor and well-tailored suit reflecting on his look. The moment he got in front of us– Rodrigo he stopped.

“Young master, The suite is ready,”

“This way,” He said as he stepped aside, his movement was fluid, inviting the both of us to enter the hotel with a slight bow.

“Let's go inside,” I heard Rodrigo say to me, and I couldn't help but be speechless. What does he mean by let's inside? For what? Shouldn't he leave the moment he dropped me off?!

I followed the man behind and watched him as he entered the hotel. I couldn't help dragging my feet due to different thoughts going through my mind at that moment till I ended up bumping my head on his back.

“Ouch!”

I realized who the man was and couldn't help grinning from ear to ear.