Chapter 8 Make her feel better

*MILENA*

Taking a deep calming breath,I asked.

“How much are the cost of the bags?”

“Sixty-eight thousand dollars.”

So he spent sixty-eight thousand dollars on bags?!

It pained me so much that he has been squandering so much of my money and I had no idea.

Does he think I pluck money from trees?!

I literally have to work so hard.Sometimss I work until my neck and back hurts so bad.

I have worked so hard to have this much money and I do not even squander my own money because I know the value of it.

Yet,he feels no remorse on spending them on his mistress.

I felt like tearing off his face with my nails.

“Well,tell him that I’m not settling any damn bill!He should be more than capable of spending whatever amount on his wife!He bought the bags from you not me so go meet him for your money!”With that,I hung up.

I felt so angry.

How dare the both of them?!

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*ARTURO*

With a smile on my face,I had my bath and got changed.

I couldn’t stop thinking about Lena and how gorgeous she was.

Plus,she had such a good vibe.If I wasn’t careful,I could see myself falling fast for her.

I grabbed some juice from the fridge,feeling guilty for having her cook for me again.

She didn’t seem to mind though but I felt I was taking advantage of her hospitality so I thought bringing something to the table like some juice would make me feel a bit better.

I walked up to her door and rang the door.

I rang it again but there was no answer.

As I knocked on the door,it gave way.

Her door wasn’t knocked?

The two of us might be the only ones living on this floor and I’m definitely no danger to her but I still have to tell to always lock her doors.

It was just the normal security precautions,I’m sure she just forgot to lock it.

Or she left it open for me on purpose?

I might be getting way ahead of myself but it doesn’t hurt to be delusional once in a while.

“Lena.”I called as I walked into her house.

I heard her phone ring and she answered.

She was in the kitchen.

I decided to just wait in the living room to give her some privacy but I could clearly hear her voice and make out the content of the phone call.

I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop or anything.

It seemed like some couples were trying to take advantage of her kindness.

I was familiar with being used by my money and it seemed Lena had a similar problem.

I felt bad for her and a few more walls of my heart tumbled down.

I also felt bad standing here and listening to her conversation.I didn’t know if I should go out and then start knocking until she opens or just walk into the kitchen.

It was a sticky moment of indecision until I heard her crying.

My indecision faded and I hurried into the kitchen.

Milena was standing by the stove,her hands on either side of the hot stove as for a moment I was concerned that if she moved her hand,she would get burnt.

Her head was down and her body shaking as sobs racked her body.

I moved closer to her and gently moved her away from the hot stove.

“Milena.”I cooed.

“How….why….”She choked out and I pulled her into my arms.

I could tell she needed all the comfort she could get.

I didn’t know what this was about but I just wanted her to feel better and stop crying.

I didn’t say anything,I just rubbed her back with my hand while she cried.

I didn’t know how long we stood there but I knew that I would stand here and hold her for as long as she needed.

Eventually,she stopped crying and by now my shirt was wet.

She didn’t let go of me and she just leaned fully against me.

I was glad to be of good comfort to her but I couldn’t help but wonder what had happened to her.

She seemed so sad,so hurt and broken after answering that call.

Who were those people?

I had lots of questions but I had no right to ask.

I could only wait if she decides to share or not.

If she doesn’t,it was still okay.

Lena pulled back from me and walked over to a tissue box,she grabbed a handful and blew her nose in a quite unladylike manner.

Still,I didn’t mind.

“Thank you for lending me a shoulder to cry on.I honestly didn’t want to cry and I hate that I did…”

“It’s okay,Lena.We all cry sometimes.You do not have to hate yourself for it and trust me,it doesn’t make you any less of a person.”

Damn!

I never knew I had such words in me.

I was happy that cheered her up because she smiled.

“Thanks, Arturo.I don’t think I can cook right now.Should we just go to the cafe down the street and have breakfast there?”

“Sure.Do you want to walk there or should I get my car?”

“I should walk.I think I need it.”

I nodded and we walked out of the house.

The ride down the elevator was quiet.

I didn’t think she wanted to talk at the moment and I didn’t want to force her to.

I kept a protective eye on her throughout our walk to the cafe.

She really seemed deep in thoughts and I tried not to let my curiosity get the better part of me.

But I really wanted to know her.

I wanted to know this woman

We arrived at the cafe and I opened the door and guided her in.

I made sure she got seated,comfortably and then the waitress came over to get our orders.

I didn’t fail to notice the way the waitress checked me out as most woman do.

I ignored her flirty looks.

“What can I get ya?”She asked.

She had gum in her mouth as was chewing in a weird way as she waited for my reply.

“Two black coffees,two bacon and eggs,with hash browns and toast,please.”

“Coffee now?or with the meal?”

“Now please.”

She fucking winked at me and walked off.

Seriously?

Can’t she see that I’m with someone?

Granted,Lena and I were just friends but the waitress didn’t know that.

Lena could be my girlfriend and she has to respect that.

The thought of Lena becoming my girlfriend suddenly felt so pleasing.

I shook my head and stared at the woman in front of me.

And still looked so sad.

Unable to stop myself,I took hold of her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

She looked up at me and offered me a weak smile.

God.

I just wanted to make her feel better.