Rosa's POV“Who is calling my name?” I tilted my body toward the direction I heard my name. The voice sent a shiver down my bone marrow. That person knows me. I turned around, viewing people's faces, but couldn't recognize anyone nor see anyone calling my name. “I am late; properly is a coincidence.” I said to myself, forcing a fake smile as the hostess directed me towards the path to my flight.As I entered the plane, I sat comfortably beside the window. Trying to settle down, I breathe in and out and relax my back. The pilot hadn't arrived yet; my phone was still on. It wasn't yet in the plane mood; I heard a buzz. A message beeped. “You got the package, right?” I gazed at my phone like I just saw a ghost.I was wondering who could have sent this message. Could it be the package Donald received on behalf of me? Which kind of package is this again? My head ached, and my stomach hurt. ‘Rosa, just have to be strong.” I said to myself. Cleaning the tears streaming down my face.One of t
Rosa's POV“Donald locked his room.” I whispered to myself. Without hesitation, I turned back to meet him. I sighed heavily.“Babe, can you give me your key, please?” He heard me but pretended as if I was speaking a strange language. He gave me a smile that wavered, gazed ping-pongingly, and avoided direct eye contact.“Babe!” I called out louder this time and felt tightness in my chest.“I'm coming.” He replied and continued with his sister. “That was rude.” I echoed. They both stared at me, their brows widened.That same naughty girl Donald has been complaining about. What could they be discussing? When did these two become so close to each other like this? I stood there watching them talking and laughing at each other.“Bullshit!” I yelled again, and he heard me louder. Do I really care?As I was going inside the study, he ran after me. “What's the matter with you?” He glared, “What?” I replied sarcastically.“You are my problem, Donald.”“What?” He answered.“What is the meaning o
Chapter Sixty Three:Rosa's POV “What happened?” I asked Gwen; her face clinched. “Ma'am, I mistakenly stumbled on the hot water.” Tears fell down her cheeks as she was saying it.“Ahhh!” I yelled, running towards her. Trying to pinpoint what could have led to this. Then I said, “Sorry!” “Please, get me a first aid kit.” I told the other housemaid.“Yes ma'am.” She responded and ran to get the first aid kit.“I hope it didn't touch delicate parts of your body.”“No, ma'am”. She continued.“I was trying to get this bowl, then suddenly hot water poured on me.” A few moments later, the other janitor arrived with a kit. “This is it, ma'am.” “Alright, drop it immediately before blisters start pumping out of those parts the hot water touches.”“Ma'am, should I take care of it?” The other janitor asked. “No, don't worry. I will handle it myself.” “Ouch!” She screamed when I was applying first aid. “Quickly get one of the guards to take her to the hospital.”“Alright ma'am.” “Ouch!” Gwen
Rosa's POV“What?” my hand on my chest.“Mr. Thompson Ronald!” I whispered and couldn't think of that moment.“Why is he calling me?” I asked myself. His plans won't succeed. After all he had done.Picking up his calls will only bring back unhealed wounds. I don't think I should allow him to get me like the other time. I can't betray my husband and his family. What does he want from me? If Donald finds out about his frequent calls, he won't believe me. I need to be careful. Rubbing my neck as my body tensed.“Beep!” My phone vibrated; who sent a voicemail? Without hesitation, my head lowered to check since I was still holding the phone. “Mr. Thompson again?” I yelled, but not too loud. I don't want that nurse to come and disturb me. My head ached badly, my hands on my head. The voicemail said: “Rosa, it is unclear to me why you are not picking calls but your father is not your father. We need to talk. Thompson.” “What?” Widening my eyes, a sudden coldness hit at my core.“What the
Rosa's POV “Skkkiiid!” When I heard the screech sound of the tires on the ground, my heart ached, and my chest was pounding. My hands were shaking uncontrollably. What have I done? Thank God I'm alive and sound. There is no incoming vehicle; I don't know what I would have done. Ouch! This Tommy ached badly, clutching my stomach. What did I eat? I need to make a call, “Bran!” I yelled bitterly, and I felt a painful tightness in my throat. “Can you come to Thompson Street? I need you to come and get me.” “Please, I'm almost close to the house. Come with one of the drivers.” “Okay madam.” He replied. A few minutes later, I couldn't help but frown. Looking at my time, it's getting late. I didn't know when I started complaining under my breath, “Where is he?” I had to try my possible best to drive to the nearest hospital. “Is getting late.” Few minutes later, the pain stopped a bit. I would rather not be kidnapped; I had to drive away from that quiet place. As I was driving
Rosa's POV “Do you mean, I should come over to your office tomorrow?” I asked again, the silence in the background of the call got me scared. The phone in my hand shook uncontrollably. I breathed in and out for a while. For me to be relieved, I summoned the courage to ask her again. “Lilian, should I come to your office tomorrow?”I could hear some sounds, she coughed out. “Yes, we…..” she muted again.“I hope you are okay.” Her voice was calm and soft. It sounded lower than usual, it was just a little higher than a whisper.She didn't reply, I was pushed to call the sheriff to come to her aid. Should In case she was in trouble.“Lilian, are you okay?” I yelled with fear in me. This time, she just replied with a soft tone, “I'm fine.” “I'm not feeling too well.” She replied, her voice was higher and stronger than the former one. I breathed out for a relieved.“We need to talk about something important.” She replied using a calm voice. I hesitated for a while. Donald doesn't want