Chapter 19

Andrew came out of the bathroom in his bathrobe, drying his hair with a towel. He threw the towel over his shoulder and picked up his phone from the desk.

He saw that he had ten missed calls from Clara and six messages from her.

He opened the texts.

‘Hey, Andrew thanks for the food. Why did you leave though?’

'You bought so much for me. How am I supposed to eat it alone?’

‘Andrew are you busy?’

‘Did you eat?’

'Andrew?’

'Call me when you see my messages.’

He put it back on the desk and laid on his bed.

“Why do you even texted me? Text your man.” He said feeling annoyed.

Then he suddenly sat up straight realizing something.

“Wait. I am her man. She’s my fiancé.”

“But she has her eye on someone else.”

“No, no, no. Even if we are engaged because of a contract she is still my woman. I