13. Wrong Way

"Why do I feel the old guy is planning something?" Andrew kept eating my mind about why we shouldn't go to Paris.

"Just calm down, he is your father ain't an enemy." I put some pieces of apple in his mouth, so he could stop talking for a minute.

"What if this is a plan of killing me?"

Why did he have to think his dad was so bad?

"Stop making assumptions, he doesn't hate you, if anything he cares about you so quit thinking absurd things." He narrowed his eyes while looking at me.

"Are you with him now? Were you with him behind all this all along?"

'What does he think I'm? TSK, this man makes me angry.'

"You took so long to understand this, idiot," I said sarcastically with an eye roll.

"Think whatever you want to but I'm gonna give you advice sometimes things aren't what they look like, people you trust most can betray you. Sometimes strangers are better than the people you know but sometimes people you hate are the ones who care about ya." He looked at me with his full focus.

"So don't make decisions like that without any proof, eyes can lie. Dig a little about things until you reach its bottom." It was something that I have experienced already, with that said I went to my room leaving him thinking about my words.

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I went down for breakfast, all ready for going to work when my husband suddenly stood up from his place and came towards me.

"Do you know we have our flight tomorrow?"

I knew that we have to go this week but this fast? I didn't know that.

"Nope."

"Well, I saw the tickets. I have so many files and documents left here, have to work till midnight again." He pouted.

'Was he acting cute on purpose? To make me say that I'll help him.'

"I will kick ya if you overwork, I will assist just like a knight in shining armor saving you, damsel in distress." He snorted.

"Wasn't it supposed to be the other way around?"

"Nah." Both of us walked toward the car while bickering back and forth as we usually did, it wasn't even anything new for servants now.

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I did say I would help him but dude did I regret it? Hell yeah!

It was 11 pm and still, so many documents were left to check. The whole day I kept running behind my boss, one after another meeting. My hands hurt from writing so many notes about discussions done in meetings.

******

I was sitting on the big sofa in his office with piles of work left to be done.

"Are you done with your files?" I turned toward Andrew just to find him fast asleep. Walking near him I gazed at his face, his lips apart and hairs messy. He looked tired even when I did half of his work. I kept his head on the table ahead of him because his head kept dropping right or left as he tried to sit straight.

Taking out a big, too-big blanket from the walk-in closet that was made in his office,  I put the blanket on him in a way that it engulfed his large figure.

*******

Yawning, I drank the third cup of hot chocolate because I could not drink black coffee which was said to help in staying awake.

It wasn't new for me to stay up late at night, I used to work at the club till 4 am so here I was working the whole night.

*******

Finally, all the documents were done so after putting everything in its place I did the hardest work ever. Even breaking a mountain wasn't this hard because...

I tried to wake up my husband which was not easy as he was a heavy sleeper.

Even after giving him a tight slap on the face, all I got was a whine from him, and then he was back snoring loudly.

Could anyone even help me in waking up this man?

I did the only thing that was left, filling a big container that was kept in the bathroom made in his office, I dumped the cold as ice water on him.

It wasn't good because just a day before he had a fever now making him wet in the morning wasn't a wonderful idea but there wasn't any other way.

"What the-" He blinked while shivering and clutching tightly the blanket which was drooped on him. His wet messy hairs were sticking to his face, his eyes look wild searching for something until they landed on me who was trying hard not to laugh.

"Why-.....why would you even do this?"

"You know we have to go home change clothes and get ready for the flight but no, you won't wake up. So I had to..." He shook his head, he looked like a puppy trying to get dry after being wet.

The water droplets flew around, some even hit my face.

"Don't do it, the water is coming on me. Let's go." But before I could even step a centimeter ahead, I was pulled back as the idiot-cute guy smirked at me.

"Don't you think you should be wet too, a punishment for doing this?" I laughed.

"Who are you? My dad? You can't punish me and it was your mistake!" I shouted suddenly because of the surprise when the male in front of me squeezed me in his arms tightly. He was not letting me go which caused my shirt to be wet and see-through.

"Jerk, why would you do this!" Pushing him away I tugged my shirt away from my skin.

"You wear a black bra under a white shirt? Like, don't ya know what to wear and when." 'Such shameless guy he is, but don't girls like it?'

My cheeks were red as I took his coat and wore it while Andrew was okay with his shirt wet causing his half body to be seen.

His tattoo on the back of a dragon that was spitting fire was visible, and many other small tattoos were covering his upper right arm.

'Don't even think something, keep your eyes low Alyssa.'

******

I had never been to the airport before, and so I didn't know where to go. Like any other person, I followed the signs but suddenly the male who was walking behind me dragged me in the opposite direction.

"Wait, don't we have to go there." He shook his head while keeping one hand on my waist, making me walk beside him.

"No babe, you were going the wrong way." Eyes wide I pinched his hand and tried to move away from the male who was too close.

But all he did was grab me more tightly and kept on walking.

"What. Are. You. Doing?" To others, we might look like idiots or the worst thing, a couple who were having a cute fight.

"These girls here are giving me very bad looks, so I want you to save me, baby. Now let's not fight hmm? Just walk with me like this." I looked at him, disappointed, I thought he was an arrogant grown-up man, but I was wrong, he was a baby.

But one thing I would say was I didn't like how some people were cooing at us muttering 'how cute or sweet' nor did I like girls glaring at me.