Blair tried to hide it but she felt low. She knew he stayed back home because of her. There was no begging or asking him to stay, he had to work. And she wouldn't keep him here just because she didn't want to be alone."Okay. It's fine, I hope you sort things out at the company." She said to him, she tried to fake a smile so he wouldn't feel a certain way."Are you sure? Would you be able to take care of yourself alone?" He asked."Sure, why not? I'm okay." She assured him.Blair wasn't sure if she was okay but she knew that asking him to stay or begging him to stay was wrong."I'm sorry that I have to go. We didn't plan any of it until this afternoon. I didn't know I was going on a colleague texted me. I'm sorry Blair." He apologized."There's no need to apologise beside you have to work and can not keep you from that. I'm sorry if you felt burdened by me all this while." She responded and apologized.Maybe he couldn't tell her because he thought she wouldn't let him go or she would
On the other hand, Dylan woke up later than he usually did. He turned to Blair's side of the bed and did not find her beside him. He jumped out of bed and checked the bathroom but he didn't see her there."Blair!" He called.They did end the night well. When he entered the room that night she was already asleep. So he wasn't able to talk to her at all and he couldn't find her as well.He took his phone and dialled her number several times but he got no response."Damn it, Blair! Please pick up."Dylan was terrified. He couldn't get a hold of her and he had no idea where she was. The bathtub incident flashed into his memory that he almost screamed in fright.He practically flew down the stairs."Blair!" He shouted. Nothing.He ran towards the side of the house."Blair!" He screamed.He was about to call security when he heard noises from where he stood.He tucked his phone in his pocket and reached for the golf stick beside him. He walked further and heard the noise clearly from the g
They hugged her once more.Dylan couldn't stop the smile that was on his face. He almost cried as well.Everyone just watched in adoration. Especially their mom, she knew that they weren't used to new people but they acted like they knew Blair long ago.It made her like Blair more."Come kids. Let Blair get up okay?" Their mom called them over."Okay mom. It was nice to meet you, aunt Blair." They said at the same time and ran over to continue what they were doing."Seems like they love you already." Tamara complimented her."They are beautiful kids, I love them already as well." Blair laughed."I'm glad everyone is getting along." Naina commented and smiled at them.Dylan just watched Blair. He couldn't compliment her on the dress that she wore. He wished he could tell her how beautiful she was in it, how gorgeous she looked. Maybe later, he thought."Dylan,Blair!" Dylan's beat friend screamed their names. "Where were you?" Dylan asked."I was at the back, helping Naina with somethi
The house was really beautiful and the designer must have put in a lot of work to whip it up. The colour of the top floor was different from the one downstairs.They even had antiques as well. Just like the restaurant. It was an amazing blend of colours and homely feelings.They finally got to the room and Tamara's room was pretty. The colour purple was the main theme of the room and almost everything was a light purple.Lydia released her hand and opened the drawer to get the kit."This is it!" The little girl chirped."Alright. Come, honey, I'll help you sit." She picked her up and placed her on the bed so that she sat comfortably.Blair sat down on a chair in front of her then she started to clean her wound.Lydia was brave throughout the whole first aid cleanup. She just kept humming her song. "All done!" Blair announced as she smoothened the plaster."Thank you, auntie!" She screamed in happiness."You're welcome, hun." Blair ruffled her hair and Lydia shrieked with laughter.Th
Dylan almost missed his flight that night. Blair shut the door in his face and she didn't open it again. He stood there for about twenty minutes, when he confirmed that she wasn't going to open the door, he left.During his flight, he couldn't stop thinking about the fight he had with Blair. He lost total concentration when he wanted to work on his private jet.He didn't like the idea of boarding the same plane as everyone else. So he bought a private jet he owned more than one."Would you like anything to drink sir?" The air hostess asked him. "No." He answered wearily."Okay, sir." She answered and walked away.Dylan wasn't the only one on his plane. Some of his team members were there too. Although some already left, they were the last batch of people that was supposed to go.Almost everyone was on their laptops, everyone except Dylan.He couldn't work with that state of mind. The fact that he left Blair like that made him angry and upset. He thought they were past those kinds of
By the time Dylan woke up, he felt okay and a little light-headed. Must have been because he was able to work last night.He changed into the clothes he wore before and just washed his face.He left the room aooiûnd walked towards his seat."Good morning sir." His staff greeted him as they saw him approach them."Good morning everyone." He greeted them back and took his seat.They were almost at their destination. It was a few more minutes. And then the company would send a minibus to pick up the staff.He felt a little better than the day before.He still thought of Blair but he was able to push the thought to the back of his mind."It's time for landing, sir." The air hostess informed him.The pilots announced to everyone to get prepared for landing.Moments later the plane landed and they got off one after the other. Dylan was the last person to leave the plane. "Good morning sir." His chauffeur greeted.The driver took his bag from him and opened his door for him."Can you take m
She wanted to make sure that Blair wasn't staying with Dylan anymore. And just like Richard thought, she wanted to make sure Blair lived in a horrible state.Blair was disgusted by her. She regretted being friends with her from the beginning. She always thought that Samantha genuinely looked after her and cared for her as a friend should. Only for them to end up like that."Oh I see. Okay then I guess you can come. I can't wait to see you too." Blair lied.If possible she didn't want to see her ever again but she knew it wasn't possible."Oh great! I can't wait to see you too." She chirped over the phone."Bye, take care. I'll text you the address tomorrow." Blair told her."Alright, bye!" Samantha exclaimed and dropped the call.Blair had to think really fast. She dialed Dylan's number. He picked on the second ring."Blair? Are you okay?" He asked."Yeah, yeah, uhh. There's a bit of a situation." She confessed to him."What? What situation Blair? Is everything okay?" His voice sudden
Dylan worked in the evening. In the hotel's lounge area. He had a meeting with one of the people that they wanted to work with. He was a Spanish guy but then again, Dylan knew Spanish quite well.The words rolled out of his tongue as if he was a native. The man was impressed as well because he rarely spoke to foreigners that could speak his language fluently.And most people did not know that he could speak English. He used it to trick people into showing their true intentions. He saw Dylan's genuine side as he watched and listened to him.The meeting did not take so much time, the man agreed to work with Dylan. They signed their agreement."I like you." The man said, his Spanish accent clear and strong.Dylan was shocked, he thought the man didn't know or understand English."Err, thank you, Mr. Rojas. I didn't know you understood English." He said."I'm not so fluent but I know how to go about it. I'm impressed by the fact that you can speak Spanish so fluently. Keep it up." The old