"Hey! he called to me. When I felt him getting closer to me, I moved further away from him. I'm ashamed now because I couldn't stop the tears from coming out of my eyes. I covered my face with my palms, and no matter how hard I tried to calm myself there, I couldn't do it anymore. "Are you crying?" he asked, as if he couldn't see my sobbing. "L-Leave me alone. P-Please!" I scolded him and pushed him away again. My voice finally broke there, which is why I almost closed my eyes tightly. "Why are you crying?" he asked, and there was a hint of concern. When I mustered up the courage, I straightened up and immediately wiped away my tears. I took a deep breath, then walked over to a bench to sit there. I'm a little calmer now, and there aren't too many tears coming out of my eyes. "I'm going to ask you one more question. Why are you crying?" he repeated his question earlier. That's serious, and it's like he's really curious why I'm crying now. Isn't that obvious? Isn't it obvious

I ignored what Cristiano told me, and I just left there to go to my car. I found my key, so I went straight to my car when I saw it parked there. I didn't say goodbye to Mommy and Daddy because, just like Mr. Reyes said, it was just for a moment. Even if they find me, there is one person who knows, and that is Cristiano. I just drove to the hotel where Mr. Reyes is staying, which is not far from the hotel where we are also staying. A few minutes passed until I got there. "To Mr. Reyes," I said to the receptionist when I arrived at the hotel. I texted Mr. Reyes when I got there, and the few minutes that I waited for him in the lobby had already passed. That's why I asked the receptionist to call the room of Mr. Reyes. Maybe he fell asleep waiting for me. "Ma'am, Mr. Reyes asked me if you could go to his room because his feet hurt. He said he couldn't walk properly," the receptionist immediately explained to me. "Oh, alright then," I agreed. I was given the hotel room by Mr. Reyes

I don't know how I slept that night. The only thing I remember is falling asleep on the sofa while my friends were watching over me. When I woke up, I was already in bed in my room. I have also changed my clothes, and I guess Sabrina did it for me. I moved on the bed to get up, but I groaned when I felt the pain in my body. I feel like I've been beaten, and that's not far from what happened to me last night because of what Mr. Reyes said. I don't feel fear anymore, but I'm still not sure if the trauma has completely disappeared from me. I forced myself to get up from my bed and take a shower immediately. I soaked in the bath while remembering what happened last night. If Cristiano hadn't come last night and if I hadn't grabbed the key card from Mr. Reyes to open the door last night, maybe it would have been worse for me. I had no idea that would happen to me because I had so much trust in him. That's why, to this day, I still can't believe that he did that to me and that he planned

I left home with more thoughts. I don't really need a bodyguard, but what else can I do? I want to complain and don't let my guards go with me, so I can't do anything because they don't want to follow me in what I want. They said that's what Dad instructed them to do and that they will follow what I want as long as I don't send them away. I can't help but hide and sigh. I'm going to the restaurant where Stella and I will meet. I used my car, and behind me was the car of my two bodyguards. What they even wanted was for them to drive for me, but I didn't agree. Daddy only ordered them to watch over me and not to drive, so they didn't do anything about it. "Stay far away. I don't want anyone to see that I have bodyguards," I instructed the two. "Alright, ma'am. We'll take care of it," Romel answered me. "I'm going to the restaurant, and you can order what you want. You eat first, and I'll take care of the bill," I instructed them. They agreed to my order. When I got there, as soon a

"Why don't you just ask her personally? She's at the other table," Regina added. In less than a few seconds, our table was so crowded that my heart was pounding. I'm not afraid to be asked about that; I'm just really surprised because I didn't expect it. "Architect Scott, is it true that you are the mistress of Mr. Reyes?" "What exactly did you do at the hotel where Mr. Reyes was?" "Is it true that it exploited you?" I don't know their other questions because they are one after the other. Someone pointed their camera and phones at me. Romel and Benz are trying to keep them away from me and make sure they don't stick to me. "Lily, you don't have to answer them," Stella told me. I nodded at Stella. Even though there was a part of me that wanted to speak there, I didn't. I want to explain everything to them, but I don't think that is the right place to answer their questions. We disturb the restaurant and the people who are eating there. I took a deep breath and straightened up w