All Chapters of HER EMERGENCY GROOM : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Roland pov...The car swerves on the tiled road, and I grope the brake, my tires hitting it off with the afro beat playing.I turn to the direction of a club. I need to clear my head.I park my car and move inside, leaving the song on.Club. A place that offers the most noise but where people still run to during their sad days. This is the first time I would enter through the front door and shit, I rather stick to being a backdoor'er if there's any word like such.I glance around, my eyes slowing down the people's dance movements as they vibe to the music.I smile. Isn't it the most ironic thing ever that our body, perfect as it is always advocated as, depends on dance and tunes when in a happy mood and down?I let out a long sigh and take a step forward. A black haired lady slip into my face, her eyes searching behind her, almost colliding into me."Eyes!!" I snap over the loud music.Her face slowly turn to me and our eyes widen at the same time.She points at me,"You?" We both c

Angela.I bolt out of the room, slamming the door closed, my heart drumming loudly..louder. I pull the closet in place then step out. I breathe out, to gather every possible oxygen in the room. Inside out, I feel like an overhot kettle. My brain calculating the aftermath of what I have just done.I lean against the wall and breathe in slowly.. to find the right and safest depth. But that didn't work. My phone just had to ring at that moment.My reflexes twitches, and the turmoil in my stomach increased. I suddenly feel cold. Heartbeat crisp, and on edge. "Ugh," I finally groan out. Feeling like throwing myself on the ground but that won't work. That crazy cupboard would definitely tell on me!My legs felt light on the floor as I move to grab the phone. When I see the caller, my heart skips."Shit! Whois he? Why is he calling at this vital moment?" I blurt. My bones tense up , and my eyes wander around the room like I would find a prince to save me there.I watch the ca

Angela's POV.I strut into the kitchen. Thuds from the cutting of carrots suffocates the air.I study Vanessa's knife movements...smooth, too fluid . Like she has been chopping carrots her entire life."Reason she is a chef," my second reverberates in my head.I chug a saliva, and rest on the wall. My arms crossed on my chest.Her head swerves back, our eyes meeting. She looks on, confused for seconds.. before something like realization hit her."Angela," she calls out before she could stopped."Why were you so shocked?" I draw a breath in, leaving the spot to pick one of the chopped carrot."Uhhh, it's been a while," she blurted.My eyes shoot up at her, the carrot going into my mouth, "it has only been a day,"Collarbones shoot out of her neck as she release a smile, "ah, really?" My gaze narrows, "you're acting weird today? What? Something wrong?""What could be wro

The aroma of the food takes over the room. I stood in the kitchen, different ideas popping up in my head. I tail Vanessa to the dining where she served the food. She glanced back at me, "do you need anything,?"I go to shake my head. "Okay. I need to inform boss food is ready," she says and turn to leave.I nod, my mind far off. She was already climbing the stairs when I remember I was supposed to serve him. No, repay a debt. "WAIT."She stops. I inhale. She raise her brows quizzically at me. "Is something not in its right order?""Yes, my brain, " I blurt out."Huh?" "Nothing. Just...come back. I...will serve him." I gestured.She threw me a confused look then looked up the stairs, "sure? That would be nice " she squealed and hop off the stairs.I blink, "you seem excited like a five years old that just got her Christmas shoes."She chuckles. "Uhm, you...are done for the day, right?" I ask. "Yes, ma'am," she grins."Do you have any plan? Go out? Something else?""Asides sleep,

I hiccup. Did my forty heads of thinking literally go to the waste bin? "It's... it's just juice, certainly everyone takes that..." I voiced out."Not me. Never like it." Words hung in my throat. A beat at hundred times..my heart counts down.I was too shocked to remember not to allow it show on my face until he raised the question, " why do you look disappointed? You badly want me to drink this?" I curse under my breath before looking up. "Of.. course not. I was just worried you would sleep on empty stomach,"A short laugh burst out of his lips. "Sleep on..." He stops, his eyes closes off only to get snapped open back again. "I am going. You, you should leave too..." In his room ? Going where? My inner eyes poke out of my skin, and I take every little details of his behavior in.His palm shields his forehead, his fingers trembles. His movements irregular.*Well, what did you fin