Chapter 6_ Dreams

ALEX POV:

While the hair stylist was making my hair I was checking my phone to keep track of the time I don't want to go home late and received another beating that will damage this fake face of mine.

“So who are you to Killian Lockwood, are you a sister or girlfriend?” she asked inquisitively.

More than any other thing I hate people who put their nose in other people business and I wanted to put her in her place at the moment, which was unlike me but she's making my hair so I wouldn't want to cause any drama.

 I decided to let it go.

“ let's just put it this way I am a very important person to him now continue your job.” I replied and look back down on my phone.

The hair took her so long that I even sleep off while she was still making it, a tap on my shoulder wake me up from my sleep.

“ your hair is done." She said and walk away.

I stared at myself on the mirror and smiled.

Beautifully perfect!

Now I'm good to go.

I stood up from the chair and carried my purse along with me then went back to Olivia's office.

“My hair is done any other thing?” I asked her.

She shook her head and hand over  a big bag to me.

“Your dresses are in there, you look very beautiful I can't believe my eyes, just look at what money has done to you.

 this is great, very great I'm loving it,  have a great night and always remember to come by some other time.” she said and i nodded.

"Of course i will." I responded before walking out of the boutique.

 Alexandria Davis, you are really in another world, is this really you?

I doubt that.

My stomach growled as I made my way out of the boutique, I seriously haven't eaten anything since morning even though I only went to bed on snack last night.

I saw a small restaurant ahead of me and I rushed inside.

I sat down on a table and called for waiter.

I didn't want to check the menu because it was obvious that the food in there will be very costly even though this is a small restaurant.

"Do you have chicken soup?" I asked the waiter.

"Yes."

"One plate of chicken soup, and RC cola please." I ordered. The waiter wrote down my order and left.

Ten minutes later, the waiter came back with my order.

I dropped my back on the ground and devour the food.

I guess i still have to learn how to eat in public. 

 I took a taxi back home and after eating my food, I got down from the taxi and after payment I walk back inside the house, just like in the morning everywhere was quiet tonight as well,  not like I care though.

I dropped the bag that contain my cloth on the bed and removed the mask from my face.

I stared at myself on the mirror and sighed.

Thanks to this mask, I wouldn't have been where i was earlier today.

I opened my drawer and brought out my shower cap, I covered my hair with it and started stripping.

After removing my clothes i ran into the bathroom, I turned on the shower and allows the cold water cascade down my body.

I realky wonder if he will like to have me as his wife.

Even with all the grooming and change of wardrobe, new hair, i still feel insecure.

What if he doesn't think that I'm worthy to be his wife?

"His loss." My subconscious mind said.

Is it really going to be his loss? I mean thousands of women will be ready to kill in other to be his wife.

This is a life changing opportunity.

I have said it before and I'll say it again.

Yes! I'm going to marry him for money and not because i love him, I mean i dont even know him personally.

If not because of this opportunity, i won't even dare cross his path.

I turned off the faucet and grabbed my towel from the door, i cleaned my body with the towel and later tied it around my body.

I walk out of the bathroom and opened my wardrobe, I pick out my nightwear and wore it then walk back to the bed where the new clothes were.

I started hanging them inside my wardrobe as well.

After decorating my wardrobe with the clothes to my taste, I closed my wardrobe and went back to my bed.

Thanks to the chicken soup that I ate earlier, i would have been looking for food to eat tonight.

I decided to check if the restaurant manager where I work have replied the message I sent him in the morning.

No reply?

No worries then.

I set the alarm to 7:30am and dropped my phone on top of my drawer, I covered myself with the bed sheet and closed my eyes.

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"I can't marry an ugly girl like you." He said and I felt hot tears dripping down my check.

"I can't marry an illiterate also." He added.

Tears stung my eyes and I quickly covered my ears with my palm.

"Please stop, make it stop."

"You're too ugly for me." He mockingly said and pushed me out of the way then walk out of his office with his lawyer.

What is going on?

"I am sorry Miss Davis, but you should have come out clean during the interview." Mr Adonis said and I cried harder.

You're a fool Alex, a fool.

You should have come out clean.

I stirred up from the bed breathing heavily.

I place my hand on the spot where my face was and my heart shunked.

I cried out from my dream!

What does this mean?

Does it mean that he will find out about my ugly face?

Oh holy mother of Jesus, help me.

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