Chapter 210 Embarrassment
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I am overwhelmed by what happened at the breakfast table. I didn't expect Andrew to stand against Anna, his sister, and he didn't even look bothered when Anna, his sister walk away.
After breakfast, he disappears and I don't need to think about where he has gone because I already know he must be gone to his sister to console her.
Huh, not my concern, wherever he goes.
I send Aaron back to his room with Miss Martha and then bring Cyrus back with me, he asks me multiple questions about the new lady in the house that is Anna Swan but I give him small answers because honestly, I don't want to spoil my mood by explaining him things about her.
I quickly ready Cyrus first, and then send him to Aaron's room to show him the toys that he had brought yesterday.
By that time, I pick my outfit for today. Andrew hasn't bought clothes for Cyrus only but for me too. They are expensive and I am wondering if I should really choose something from them to wear or wear my own old clothes.
I start placing clothes neatly in the wardrobe they are many, and surprisingly I have jeans in them.
I remember clearly when I came to this house, I had only dresses in my wardrobe, no jeans, no t-shirts, only the clothes that would make me graceful and mature.
And I never object to it, actually.
In the last, I pick the sets of lingerie that are not simple but quite sexy and I look astonishingly at them.
Wow, is this man indirectly trying to imply something on me by doing this?
I frown in disgust. I know this man very well, from the beginning till now he always wanted one thing from me, nothing else.
He had never loved me, and neither he could ever be concerned for my feelings, genuinely.
Fury rages in my heart but I am out of time and out of money.
Suppressing my anger and looking at my needs, I quickly pick an outfit for my interview and then picks lingerie too to wear under. As Cyrus has gone, I should quickly take a shower and get ready. I don't want to be late.
I step into the shower and keep practicing my words, the greeting to the anonymous person. I wonder if the owner would be old or young? Would he be kind or arrogant? Should I mention my marriage to him or not? And my documents?
Yeah, my documents from Chicago, it hasn't any mention of my marriage anywhere so I could take them with me.
Pleasingly, I leave the bathroom but when I step out I get stunned by the presence of an uninvited person in my room.
"What is your problem? Why do you keep coming here unannounced?" I question furiously and the man frowns as he replies innocently.
"I knock on the door, twice." and I roll my eyes displeasingly.
"You..." I begin to scold him but when I see his eyes wandering on my body I finally realize that I am standing in only a towel and the way his eyes getting dark it's giving me a red flag.
F**k...
Taking a step back, I snap at him angrily, "Andrew..." but he didn't move his lustful gaze from me while I tightened my hold on my towel and snap at him again more loudly this time.
"Andrew..."
"Huh... Yes..." He finally withdraw his gaze from my body and look at my face meeting my infuriating eyes. "I..." He gulps nervously, scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment. "I... I just came to inform you... Selina would be arriving late today... Should I drop you then?" He stutters, his Adam apple bobbing as he talks.
"Can you let me change, first?" I ask in disdain and he quickly scurries out of the room while I sigh in relief. Lava feels to erupt in my whole body the way he stares at me lustfully with deep desires in his eyes.
F**k, no.
Don't get seduced by him. He is a cheater, and liar, he could never protect you, nor love you.
Tessa. Never.
Never fall for his trap, again.
I keep reminding myself and then quickly wear the clothes that I have placed on the bed. I am sure he must be gawking at my clothes too especially the stuff he had bought for me.
I turn red from shame, hopefully, one day I will repay all the things that he had given to me, including the betrayal, and hurt too.
I hurriedly walk towards the door and then open the door wide expecting Andrew to be waiting and there he is waiting eagerly for me. His eyes again start to wander as I snap my fingers at him.
"I would appreciate it if you keep your eyes on my face."
He coughs in embarrassment and I turn to walk inside the room, I bend to pick up the comb and hairdryer as I start drying my hair hurriedly.
"I can't leave Cyrus alone, here," I tell him straightly as I turn off the dryer and look at him straight through the mirror.
"I'll keep him then." He says adding to my worry and I suppress the urge to not roll my eyes at his suggestion.
He sees through me as usual, "I'll ask Miss Celine, then." At which I nod my head with a little ease in my heart.
"Uhm... I will be needing Miss Celine's number to check on Cyrus." I tell him and as my hands are busy with the comb and dryer he picks up my phone and starts tapping Miss Celine's number on it.
Thankfully.
After getting ready I look at myself in the mirror, I am wearing jeans and a white collared shirt on top of it that is tucked in nicely. I have kept my hair in a low ponytail and with a little moisture and lip balm, I am good to go.
I know this outfit isn't professional but at least it would allow me to meet the person who is looking for me.
I then head towards Aaron's room where Cyrus had made all the mess from his toys and for the first time in my life looking at the mess doesn't give me stress because I know someone else is going to clean this, not me.
A luxury for the riches.
I play with kids for a while and then wait for Andrew to show up, isn't he going to drop me but he didn't show up.
Alas, running out of time. I decided to call him on my own. I bid both the kids goodbye and Miss Martha assures me she will take good care of them both, even Miss Celine joins her. They both give me positive vibes and thanking them both I return to the second floor.
I halt my steps at the door, this room contains many memories of my life, some joyful, some sad, I feel a terrible ache in my heart and then decided to withdraw when the door opens and Andrew walks out with a grumpy face.
"You're ready?" He asks scanning me up and down.
"Yes," I reply expressionlessly and he groans in dissatisfaction as he pulls his tie looking irritated. "And I am not."
He grumpily walks to the elevator while removing his tie irritatedly.
Whenever he is bothered he is unable to do his tie properly, I wonder what thing is bothering him today. From the corner of my eyes, I watch his face getting gloomy with each passing second.
This isn't good. I don't want to share my ride with this grumpy man with a poker face.
But what can I do, looking for a taxi from here would take lots of time and I am not sure about the weather too, what if it starts to rain. I don't have an umbrella either.
Sighing helplessly, I follow him to the car where Ron greets us both politely.
I intend to sit in the front when Ron stands with the door of the back seat opening wide for me, "Please, Miss." He urges politely and I sit inside quietly.
I can't disobey Ron, he is the only person that is loyal and concerned for me. His gratefulness has saved my life, if it wasn't for him God knows where I would have ended up.
When I get inside, Andrew was still fuming in anger and wrestling with his tie. I feel pity for that innocent thing.
"Where would you like me to drop you?" Ron asks me politely as he starts the car and looks at me with gentle eyes from the rearview mirror.
I lift my hips up taking out the card from the back pocket of my jeans. "Here, this one," I tell him and he takes it politely.
"Sure, Miss."
He then focuses on the road while the person beside me stays the same, his fury has raised so much that now he has started cursing too, and finally taking his shit no more, I turn to him.
"Give it to me," I demand furiously and he looks at me with the same furiousness.
"I'll do it myself." He says stubbornly and frustrated by his stubborn behavior, I hold his hand to stop him. "If you were able to do it you would have done it till now."
I gently untie his tie and then start to tie his tie slowly, he has messed up his tie and I need to smooth it with my hand on every step.
Angry Monster.
He has completely lost his brain in the last four years.
He didn't bend down to help me to stay comfortable and his knee keep nudging my knees, I don't know if it was deliberately or the movement of the car but his body started to get closer to me and I realize it only when there is a bumper on the road and I literally jump to his lap.
F**k me.
I close my eyes in complete shame when he gasps from my sudden pounce that nearly rubs his groin.
"I am trying to help you here, and you couldn't even lower your head a bit." I complain unhappily while he looks at me with eyes full of mocking and states, "I didn't do anything." He raises his hands in surrender while I burn from shame as in this interaction I am still seated on his lap with one hand on his tie and the second around his neck.
An intimate position that embarrasses me to the core.
