"I do not know. It's up to you. Ask yourself if you trust me or not," stated Alex. Anastasia hummed and withdrew from the hug. She wiped her eyes and cheeks too.
"It feels like I am still in a bad dream that I was not supposed to," Anastasia said while sighing.
"Stay in bed and take plenty of rest. At the present moment, you can only do this," asserted Alex. He brought his palm to her forehead. "Last night, you were burning with a fever."
Ana looked at her clothes and found she was wearing completely different clothes from the one she had put on yesterday. "Whose clothes are these?" Ana asked Alex, who passed a tiny smile to her.
"Mine," he replied.
"Did you change my clothes?" She questione
"Fine. Let's divorce and pay the debts through transfer. Don't ever show me your face," Alex affirmed and picked his phone from the bedside table. He dialed Stavros' number, who answered the call in a few rings. "Prepare the divorce papers for Anastasia and me," Alex hung up the call and turned to look at her. "You can go back to Stephen!" Alex stated. Anastasia did not meet his gaze. "You don't need to tell me," she asserted. "You bought the land for my father's burial ceremony. How much did that cost? I will pay you," Anastasia asked him. Alex chuckled because now, she was turning meaner. "That's what I wanted to do. I won't accept that money," Alex affirmed. "You should worry about the rest of the debt which is much higher,"
***** Ch Anastasia called Stavros and asked him if she could sign the divorce papers earlier than the decided time. "Why?" Stavros asked the reason for it. "I don't want to see his face," Anastasia replied. "We both agreed for this divorce, so there should not be any problem if I sign earlier," she opined. "It is a legal procedure. Both parties will be seated in front of each other," Stavros answered. "Also, I would like to say something to you," he said. "Hmm?" "He likes you, Anastasia
ONE YEAR LATER: "Roman, how can you say that the designs are not ready? It has been a week," Stavros shouted at the man, who was on the other side of the phone. He then lowered his voice as he realized that he was in the office. "Stav, I had told you that I am on a week's holiday with my girlfriend," Roman said and spread his legs out on the sofa. "You had also told me that you would take out the time and send me the designs. Also, it's the second day of the second week. Do you expect me to believe your lies!?" Stavros was furious at him. "Calm down, Man! Tell Alex to wait one more week. We are friends. Chill! He will understand me," Roman said and picked the cola can. "Are yo
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 that
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 that
As Alex took the seat on the padded sofa, he wished his mother, whose forehead frowned. "Happy Birthday, Dear Mother." This line was not less than a taunt for Penelope. She looked at her son, who was looking no less than a drunkard. His shirt was inside while the other half was outside his pants; his hair was disheveled and he was stinking badly. Stavros thought to handle the matter. "Sir, the CEO was busy in an important meeting with our Italian client. He ended up taking a few shots," Stavros lied to them. "Stav, don't tell a lie," Alex said with a smile and then looked into the eyes of his mother, "She doesn't care if I tell her truth or tell a lie. Did you enjoy the day with your friend group? What rare gifts did they give you?"
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
The coffee shop's door opened. A woman in her late twenties, entered with a cardboard box in her hand. Her short, wavy hair had covered her side face. "I will do it, Ana!" Azkiel said, a young man in his late 20s took the cardboard box in his hand. "I can carry that much weight," Anastasia announced as she went towards the counter. Azkiel put the cardboard box on the table and shook his head. "In the presence of a gentleman, a lady shall not work," stated Azkiel. Anastasia passed a smile to him and checked the fresh pastries that they had prepared. She closed the refrigerator's door and then stood straight. "The crockeries look nice," Azkiel said as he put them on the table. "You have bought hundr