I quickly got out of the elevator when it finally stopped on the floor where my room was. My heart was beating fast, and I knew it was because of anger. I didn't like what he said because I feel like he just thinks of me as that kind of girl, like the girls he's slept with. Yes, I admitted that it was an amazing night, but I don't want that to happen again! So what right does he have to tell me that we can continue what we did? Who does he think he is? What did he think of himself? Am I going to chase after him because of what happened between the two of us? No way! And that will never happen. "Hey!" he called again. I sped up my pace because I didn't expect him to follow me that far. "Lily, wait a minute. I'm just joking, okay?" he said while following me. In my annoyance, I rushed to face him, and he immediately stopped and was obviously shocked at what I did. "I don't care if you were just joking! That's not funny, and why are you even following me, huh?" I told him one after
My mind wandered while working on the site, but I forced myself to concentrate and focus on it. I can't be distracted by what happened to me last night. I focused my full attention on designing and constructing it. I also measured the land and checked the building where something had been built. I have engineers with me, and we just talk about things to change. "It's fine, Engineer Nueda. Just call me again if there's a problem with what you're going to do so we can find a way right away," I said to Engineer. "Sure, Architect, I think there won't be any problem because the whole design has been discussed more properly," he answered me. "Yeah, I know, and I apologize for that. It's really hard to have a meeting online," I said. My visit here for our meeting has been postponed several times because I am also busy with my other work. My projects also happened one after the other, and Dad was the one who accepted them for me. I didn't want to disappoint him, so I accepted them. "Tha
I didn't pay much attention to what Mommy was telling me about Liam and Lucas' older brothers. A few days passed until Mommy and Daddy's long-awaited day arrived. "Are you guys ready?" Mommy asked us. I just finished getting dressed, and I'm wearing my silver dress, which is only up to my knees. I was the first to fix it, so when they were done, I did some retouching. I also called Stella, but she said she couldn't come, and the same goes for Marcus. We finished cleaning the house early because we were also going to the venue early. They say there will be pictures taken first, and there will be media coverage as well. When we got to the venue, I immediately saw how organized the entire reception was. The designs there are very big and fancy; Mommy and Daddy really prepared them. Sabrina and I just arrived, so when I finished taking pictures there, I immediately picked up Ashton. "I missed you!" I said happily to my nephew. I just hugged him and took a picture of him with my pho
"How are you, Architect? I was worried about you earlier," asked me a rather old woman who was a friend of Mommy's. "I'm alright, ma'am. Maybe I'm just tired from yesterday's work," I answered, then shrugged my shoulders. "Oh! You should get some rest sometimes. Don't just work; take some rest. Health is more important," she reminded me. "I don't know about that daughter of mine. She works too hard, and even on weekends instead of resting, she's still working!" Mommy has fuel there. I just laughed and shook my head because I had become their topic. When I was relieved, I announced that I was going to meet my other co-workers and friends who had attended the party. I saw Wendy earlier, but because there were so many people there, she disappeared from my sight. The engineer and architect acquaintances I saw there, I said hello to one by one, so they only asked me if I was fine because they said they saw what happened to me earlier. I was holding wine while greeting the guests ther
"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
That's what happened to the whole party. We just drank there with our old friends. Marcus' group also joined us because we were all friends there. Even though we were having fun there, I still limited my drinking. I feel that something bad will happen again if I get drunk that night. "Shoot it!" Marcus told me. I looked at the glass in his hand, which was full of wine. They are drinking hard drinks now, and we are all at one table. I shook my head and moved his hand away from my face. "Wow. You're in denial now?" he asked, then laughed. "It looks like he's really changed," said Liam, who was also next to me. I'm between them and Marcus now, and our friends are busy talking. We would have been almost complete there, only because Stella and Caroline weren't there. "Yeah. Maybe her boyfriend forbade her not to drink too much tonight," Marcus replied to Liam. I shook my head and rolled my eyes at him because Marcus started teasing me again. "Shut up, Marcus. I don't really have a
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
"Lily!" The voice echoed like thunder inside the hotel room of Mr. Reyes there. I was even more surprised when the door opened. My eyes widened when I saw who had entered. It finally got in there and quickly walked towards us. I just blinked, and Mr. Reyes caused my eyes to grow bigger. Less than a few seconds later, Mr. Reyes fell down, and there are traces of blood on his face. When I finally got my strength back, I stood up. "Cristiano!" I shouted and immediately came to him. He did not stop punching Mr. Reyes in the face. That's why I'm so scared and worried, because maybe there's something else Cristiano can do to that old man. "Stop it! Enough!" I said to him. I grabbed Cristiano's arm to stop him and pulled him away with all my strength. He was breathing fast, and I could see it in the rise and fall of his chest. I cried even more when I saw that Mr. Reyes face was almost erased because of Cristiano's punches. "Are you all right?" he asked me. I couldn't speak because