After that day off, Rossie finally rested well. Now she's back to waking up at midnight to go to work. For some reason, she woke up before her alarm could so she turned it off. It had her surprised when out of nowhere, Jake started face-timing her. For some seconds she stared at it. She never hesitated to answer his calls before but now she is a little. How could she reject the call? She cleared her throat and pressed the green button, and joined in. "Hi, love!" she greeted with a smile. "Hi, love. I couldn't get a hold of you today. Mom said you were out with Prim." Of course, her mother would tell him what she does. "Yes, I was arcading with Prim." Like the expression her mother gave her earlier, Jake's face slowly clouded with disappointment. "She won her poster making. I needed to celebrate with my sister, love.""You didn't touch our savings, right?" he asked, brows crossed. "No, of course, I didn't, love." She was suddenly reminded of how Jared was even telling her that buy
"I'm sorry I wasn't able to be the one who picks you up and gives you a ride for a while. I was quite busy." Jared apologized to Rossie. Again, they were in his car cause there was no way she would let anyone see them alone together. "Levius was fine," she muttered. The way his wife has been feeling, Levius was right about it. When he got back from being on a sudden business with his cousin, his friend informed him about how Rose doesn't feel lively. Levius said, the morning he picked up the lady in the morning, she was crying on the phone with a woman hugging her. Later on, Levius said that woman was Rossie's friend, which Jared knows is Ellisa. But he wanted to know why his wife was crying and why she doesn't seem alive."Is something the matter?" he finally asked. "No," she coldly replies. Well, he doesn't believe that."Listen, do you still want the divorce or not?" There was no response from Rossie. She was just staring blankly at the dashboard, a blank expression on her fac
At Jared's place, Rossie was hoping he'd have an apartment or a small house but... he has a big house but of course not as big as Jake's. When they got there, there were gardeners and helpers who were cleaning. They were greeting Jared with bright smiles on their faces and not all masters would greet back their employees but he did. Then Jared explained to her that on Mondays, caretakers are arranged to do general cleaning which includes gardening. This explains why there were so many people at the moment."Why did you choose a big house and you live alone? Do you live alone?" she asked as she was following him inside the house."My parents used to live here but then my grandparents got older so they had to accompany them to the ancestral manor." She bet that is where they will be going on Wednesday. "Is your grandparents' place as big as this?""Uhm... you could say that," he answers. While they make their way to the kitchen, she noticed there weren't many family photos hung there
It had been three hours on the air and Rossie kept scribbling through her notes. She's been trying to memorize everything. Although Jared keeps telling her not to worry too much about it. Oh, she freakin' is!The past two days, she was confident that she was going to be alright but as soon as she got on the plane, her heart just won't stop racing. What if his family members were worse than Jake's? What if they didn't like how she looks?To be fair with it, she put on some light makeup and she actually wore a dress this time, pairing it with plain white heels. They weren't that high but they added some inches to her height. Jared didn't say any compliments when he saw her but he took her hand and even now they're on the plane with people, he was still holding her. It made her think that she looked bad."Your hand is sweating," Jared finally spoke. Yes, he has been busy with his damn iPad and hasn't spoken to her. "Is something wrong?" he added.Rossie shakes her head from side to side.
At the dining table, Rossie sure never expected that a long table really does exist at a typical family dinner of a few people. There were many vacant seats and they were gathered in a corner. Although everyone welcomed her warmly, her heart couldn't stop pounding.The way Veronica smiles at her is different and every time the woman does, she would squeeze Jared's hand. She didn't want to let go of him, not when she felt his sister's murderous gaze. She hasn't mistaken it, Veronica was really that lady and she called her little bud. What's with that nickname?"Is something wrong?" Jared whispered to her. He might've taken the hint that she wasn't very much comfortable as she was before meeting Veronica. "Yes. I have to tell you something later," she answers. "Am I sweating too much?""Not quite. Just the way you squeeze my hand is different. You don't do that mostly.""Is there no way to get away from this dinner?" "Sadly not."Rossie just wants to die right now. Well, at least she
After dinner, Jared found an excuse for them to head to his room, saying they had a long day and needed to rest. Although Catherine and the rest of the family wanted to talk more to Rossie, they had to let them both go.Jared's room was the size of a house! Rossie's jaw dropped at how big it was. It had its own living room with a 75-inch TV and she bet he doesn't use that thing. The design was simple, the walls were grey with a hint of white and black. Then on the other side was his huge bed with a grey comforter. Everything was almost grey. "Where's the closet?" she asked, her eyes still wandering around."There." Jared points to another door. "I'll put your suitcase there and you can use any cabinet you want. You can also put on my clothes if you're comfortable.""Eh? Why would I even want to use your clothes? I have my own!""I'm just saying," he muttered, heading towards the door he pointed. She had to follow him. "You can shower and go to bed after. You don't mind sharing the
Chapter 15.2It was around three in the morning when Rossie woke up. She looks at her surrounding, her eyelids halfway down. Where the hell? Ten more seconds and she finally realized where she was at; Jared’s mini living room. She sits up, yawning. Why didn’t he wake her up? Where is he anyway?On the bed, she sees her husband peacefully sleeping like an angel. Given the fact that he didn’t wake her up, and left her on the couch, she is convinced that he now has a flaw-- his over gentleman side is.While she stands on her side of the bed, with a pillow in her hand, she thinks it would be nice to disturb Jared. It even puzzles her why she’s upset that she didn’t see him with her waking up.“I can throw this pillow at him,” she hissed, glaring at the sleeping man on the bed. She appears to have plastered a murderous look on her face. It lasted for some seconds and she rolls her eyes. “I should just sleep,” she says.Rossie climbed into her side of the bed, sliding herself into the comfo
Rossie lied. When Jared recalls the subject she left on the dining table, she had to make an excuse to brush it off. She laughed and told him it was just that she was feeling a little homesick. At first, she thought it would be a failure but Jared bought it."I'm not sorry that I'm taking you away." He looks over his shoulder to Rossie, his eyes telling her how much he meant what he said. Then he shifted his gaze to his tablet, taking his coffee. He didn't even have any reaction. "Want some breakfast?""What are you having?" she asked. Since she usually just has coffee and bread in the morning, she doesn't know what kind of fancy breakfast his family eats."Apple. I like it," he answered. She could not help but messed her face up which Jared laughed at. There's no way she's just eating apples in the morning. "That's exactly why you should start thinking of what you want for breakfast, baby."While she was thinking about it, she can't help but notice how consistent Jared was at calling