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21: No one special
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His Maid 22: Setting Up
“It’s Harper, actually.” I quickly responded. I was not sure where this person was from or how they knew me to be calling me Addison, but I was not ready to deal with whatever Dominic would say. “Addison?” Dominic questioned as he looked at me and then back at his friend “Do you two know each other?” I stared right at the man. His face was nowhere close to familiar. I had never seen him, but he continued to blink at me as if he was matching my face to some random image he had in his head. “No sir, I have never seen him.” I quickly answered, hoping we would take his eyes off me. I did not want to be recognised by anyone. Absolutely no one. When he casually referred to me as ‘Addison’, I began to shake and feel uneasy. “I feel like I have seen you around, though.” he continued to stare at me. He even narrowed his eyes as if he was really trying his hardest to place where he had seen me. “Nope, this is the first time I see you.” I shook my head as I walked closer to him with small
His Maid 23: Come on, have a seat
There were still a few more pots and containers of food that needed to go to the dining room, and no sign of Dominic. I had to get them there somewhere before he entered the kitchen again to reprimand me, but after hearing what Dominic just said, I was terrified of going back there. It seemed like his guest was getting close to figuring me out, and Dominic suspected I was a potential criminal. “Nonsense…” Hale finally laughed the awkward silence away. “I would never be involved with someone like her.” Someone like me? “Well, I don’t want to see you interacting with her,” Dominic said. Why was Dominic forbidding his friend from interacting with me? Did Dominic have an interest in me and was worried his friend would swoop me away? Did Dominic suddenly think I was cute enough? “Why? I can’t even say hi or ask her how she is doing?” Hale wondered. I really hoped that their lunch and dinner conversation was not only going to be about me. There were other things they could have talk
His Maid 24: Maybe next time
“I think Homer has a few things of her own to get to. Remember, it is a Sunday. I must have pulled her away from whatever she was doing.” Dominic said while staring at me, hoping I would understand what his face was trying to say. I then looked back at Hale, who had his usual cheeky grin on. He was the complete opposite of Dominic. Hale looked like he had escaped his mother’s womb with a smile on his face, and other humans came out crying. And then Dominic, on the other hand, looked like he had never smiled. Hale raised his eyebrows, hoping it would entice me more. I looked back at Dominic, who looked even more cross. Part of me wanted to push it by sitting down to see how Dominic would react, but I just knew that if I pulled a crazy stunt like that, Dominic would not hesitate to fire me right there.“Homer, didn’t you say you had a sister to check up on?” Dominic asked “Come on, Dom. Just a few minutes. She can eat, sip some wine and then be on her way out.” Hale pleaded “Oh, I
His Maid 25: Who is it?
I did not sleep at all that night. I spent the whole night squinting at the message through the cracked screen, wondering who it was and what they meant by I couldn’t hide from them forever. It was about 7 am in the morning, so I decided to get out of bed, take a quick cold shower again and get dressed up. Maybe it was my landlord? Nah, of course, it was not him. I have his number saved. Maybe he changed numbers and was trying to reach out. But he usually just calls, and then he eventually comes all the way to knock on the door.I walked around the room as I got dressed up, thinking and wondering who could be the unknown number. I dressed while glancing and looking through the window every second. It felt as if someone had been watching me ever since I got that random message. After dressing up, I quickly packed up my maid uniform and spare clothes in my bag. Maybe it was Dominic? I rushed back to pick up my phone and compare the number Dominic called me from the previous day an
His Maid 26: Breakfast
But where would Hale have gotten my number from? I doubt Dominic would have given it to him, seeing that Dominic was very angry about Hale and even bothering to interact with me. I failed to eat my bread and jam sandwiches because my stomach began to feel queasy and make all these uncomfortable noises. I heard Dominic leaving the kitchen and heading to the dining room. “Homer, where am I supposed to eat?” he asked irritatedly. I placed my plate and mug of coffee on the coffee table in the living room and walked to the dining room. He was standing there, eyeing the table, as he sipped whatever was in his mug. “You better not be sitting and having your breakfast from there,” he said in a serious tone.“I could not find anywhere to sit and have my breakfast,” I replied “And whose fault is that?” he asked.Well, technically, it was his and Hale’s. When I set up the table, it was not that messy, but then I went home and came back to find the kitchen and the dining room a huge mess,
His Maid 27: Daze and Daydream
I stared right ahead at Dominic, who was as pale as a ghost. He did not blink, and he did not move or anything. He was just completely blank. “Dominic…sir?” I called out, hoping I would bring him back from his dazed state, but he was still too far gone. At a snail’s pace, I walked closer and closer to the desk, but he was still in a complete daze. It was as if I asked him the worst question possible. “Sir?” I snapped my fingers in front of his face as I called out again. He came out of his daze and then looked at me, confused, like he had just been hypnotised and the last few minutes did not make sense to him. “Sir, did you hear me earlier?” I asked “Yes, yes, I did. I am sorry.” he replied “What did you ask?” I looked at him in shock. Did Hale really get to him that much? Did he just remember something that happened? What was going on? “I was asking what Hale’s number is?” I sighed as I repeated. “Why are you asking for his number?” he asked back, finally able to retain more
His Maid 28: Message
“What kind of message did you receive?” Dominic asked the second I was done speaking. “It wasn’t anything deep.” I sighed, hoping he would suddenly be uninterested. “HOMER?” “It was just more of the person was like ‘checking’ in” I managed to craft a lie quickly. He looked down at my hands and then back at my face. “Where did this message come from? A bird sang in your ear, or you got a letter delivered to your mailbox?” he asked sarcastically. My face slowly formed into a grin as I imagined the 2 scenarios. Maybe getting a letter delivered to my mailbox did not sound too bad, but seeing the way he looked pissed signified that he was not in the mood to be corrected. “Oh no, the message came on my phone,” I answered “When?” “Last night. I had reached home and then saw the message.” I replied “So?” he asked back. So? I looked at him in disbelief. He was the one who wanted to hang on to the conversation when I insisted that we should just leave it and pretend it did not happe
His Maid 29: Your zip
“Someone has got a fan.” Dominic said excitedly as he lifted an eyebrow and smirked. He handed my phone back to me as if it was just a brick or something. “I know I pay you well enough for you to be buying a better phone. Why do you still move with something that looks like a window in a cathedral.” he chuckled slightly. I grabbed my phone out of his hands irritatedly and was about to march off. “Get back to work. Stop worrying about useless people.” he said. “I know I brought you here to be working and not worrying about what crazy stalker has found your number. Besides, your name isn’t Addison. So it was definitely directed to someone else.” he continued.“Well, actually…” I started off. He lifted his head and looked at me as he waited for me to continue the rest of my sentence. I bit my tongue from saying ‘never mind’ to him again. “You’re right. It is probably a wrong number.” I nodded as I slowly turned around and walked away slowly. “I know I am always right. Now, get bac
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