บททั้งหมดของ I Don't Want To Live With A Billionaire: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

I don’t know how but I seem to have managed my situation well during this time of the pandemic. So far, things are steady and I am getting the hang of working from home and talking to Quim practically most of the time that I am awake. There’s no denying that I am one of the few who benefit from this situation as I am enjoying the best of both worlds.Bobby is still there reaching out to me a few times every week but definitely not more than once everyday like he used to do or should I say, I obliged him to do when I was living in Quim’s compound. He must’ve realized that there's something serious going on between me and Quim and that the only thing that separates us is this lockdown.Bella is a darling. I’m so happy that Quim approved her working there regularly as his personal cook. She now cooks real food for him and the best is she keeps me posted of all his activities.“He was cleaning the guesthouse earlier. I offered to help but he said that it was fine. Looks like he tr

I remember back in senior high school, I had a female classmate who got pregnant by another senior high school student from another school. I knew she tried to hide it and even denied it to his family, friends, and school authorities until it became so onvious that she couldn’t continue lying about it. Back then, I didn't care about her. I was just following her story. I even updated my mother about it. I’m not sure how similar it is to Bella’s case but for sure, I want to hide it from my mother like it’s my own forbidden pregnancy.“What’s wrong? You barely touched your food. Are you sick?” my mother asked. These days, any symptom-related situation can cause anyone to be suspicious.“I’m okay. I’m just tired,” I said an alibi.“I read that even people who still have jobs these days are not spared from the effect of the pandemic. Imagine the amount of work they are expected to deliver while working from home. These companies think they’re just having vacation at home so they b

I subject myself to quarantine after leaving the house for a day or more specifically eight hours. There’s not much difference even if I went out yesterday. I would still confine myself inside my room as I go through my day. The days I haven’t spoken to Quim about personal matters only turned us into strangers who used to know each other. I am starting to wonder if anything romantic between us really happened. “Can we do a video call?” he asked me as I only accepted an audio call from him.“My internet’s slow. I’m only using data right now,” I said. Of course, I lied to him.“Well then, that's okay. I called because I wanted to check on you,” he said.“Thank you. I came home safely,” I told him. I’m trying to sound formal.“Are your parents okay with you going out of the house?” he asked.“I guess so. Besides, it’s better for my mental health. I haven’t gone outside for a very long time,” I said.“Just be careful because you're living with people who are over the age of sixty

Bobby gave me a sympathetic look before I get off his car. I knew he wanted to say sorry to me but that would be too much. I should be the one telling him that apart from saying my gratitude for being my hero in many instances that happened in my life recently.To say that he saved me from Quim is accurate. If he didn’t come, there was still a chance that I would tell Quim to drive the car back to his garage and I would stay with him all night. I could have done all the crazy things that any love struck young lady would do in a place shared by only two people. Now that I’m back to my senses, I realized that I wasn’t really ready to be crazy in love.“Thanks, Bobby. As always,” I told him.“Call me…only if you want to,” he said putting no pressure on me. My mother shouted my name when she saw me. “I thought you wouldn’t be able to make it before the curfew,” she said.“I’m here already,” I told her.“Why was he here? Where did you two go?” she asked. My father is just watchin

The sunny but breezy weather calls for an afternoon nap. “Guys, you know the drill,” Uncle Rex said. It’s time for his favorite past time.“Go ahead, old man. I’ll follow,” Auntie Blessy teased him.“Why don’t you join him now?” I asked.“After I put these aside,” she said.“I’ll take care of the dishes, Mom,” Bobby said.“Are you sure?” she asked.“We can both take care of this,” I said like a true family member. “You can stay in the living room if you want while I put these dishes in the washer,” Bobby said.“Of course not. I will help you,” I said.“You’re our special guest,” he said.“Special? I always come here so what’s special about me?” I asked.“I’ll leave you two here. I need some rest. We’ll have a full night later,” Auntie Blessy said. “Does your sister look like her?” I asked Bobby.“Some people say they look alike,” he said.“She must’ve missed her a lot. Maybe she thinks of me as her temporary replacement,” I said trying to give a reason why his mother likes