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Happy Birthday, Dear Mother!
Alex signed on the file while reading it carefully. The phone on the table rang and he lifted his eyes to look at it.
'ONE WHO SHOULD BE AVOIDED!" It flashed on the screen. He ignored the call and kept doing his work. When the phone did not stop buzzing, he answered it. "Why did you not answer my call?" Rose asked from the other side. "Unlike you, I am not free," Alex replied coldly. "Can you not talk to me with a gentle tone?" She was dejected. "We will engage this week and still you act so cold towards me," she complained. "Why do you think that I will get engaged to you? Also, two days ago our families decided on it," Rose told him. "Well, I am not engaging with you. Don't waste your time on me, Rose. Also, for God's sake, do not call me," Alex said with annoyance. "Do you still think about her?" Alex's facial expressions changed when Rose asked him that question. "She is dead. Will you move ahead out of thatRelated chapters
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The bright sun rays hit the face of Alex and he quickly turned to left, burying his face in the pillow. A sharp pain ran in his forehead because of the excessive drinking from last night. "Wake up, Alex!" Stavros' voice fell in his ears. "Let me sleep more," he said and pulled the blanket up when Stavros drew it towards him. "It's 8 am. You will be late for the office," Stavros said and put the blanket away. He walked to him and pulled him up. Alex placed his hand on the right part of his head and then ran his fingers in his hair. "My head will explode," he murmured. "The cook will prepare the Hangover soup for you. Go and freshen up," Stavros said as he patted his back. Alex opened his eyes
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