Chapter 32: Chapter 32

A massive headache greeted me as soon as I woke up. And I immediately got up as soon as I saw that I just slept on the sofa.

“Oh,” you are already awake,” Millie said. She is standing at the doorway of the kitchen wearing her pink apron. “Good morning, Mommy. Breakfast will be served in ten minutes so please wash your face.”

“You cook?”

She shook her head and pointed at Mikea who had just got out of the kitchen. “She is here with us all night.”

My eyes widened. “What?”

“Just wash your face first, Milan,” Mikea said. “I will prepare our breakfast.”

I stood up and went inside the bathroom. And that is when I realize that I haven’t changed my clothes. I still wore the same clothes that I used yesterday.

I shook my head and decided to change into comfortable clothes since I don’t have to go to work today. Then, I washed my face and after that, I got out of the bathroom.

Millie helped Mikea set the table when I got into the dining room so I just sat down.

“So? What happened last night?” I asked Mikea. “I honestly don’t have any idea what I did when we got home.”

“Well, you just slept on the sofa right after we got here,” Millie answered. “You didn’t do anything weird. You just lay down on the sofa and slept.”

“Okay.” While Millie is saying that, she keeps looking at Mikea as if she is checking if she is saying the right words to me. And I know why she is acting that way.

“Millie?” I raised my eyebrows at her. “What is it?”

She averted her eyes from me and bowed her head.

I turned my eyes to Mikea. “Mikea?”

Her eyes widened. “Hey! Why is it me?” She pointed to Millie. “Ask your daughter what you did last night.” And she immediately covered her mouth as she said that.

“So, I really did something last night,” I turned to Millie again. “What is it, baby?”

Millie is hesitant to say something. And it looks like she didn’t want to say anything but I glared at her so she just sighed in defeat.

She stood up and took her cell phone to the cabinet. She tapped its screen and handed it over to me.

“It is not my intention to record what happened last night,” Millie said. “I have already been recording everything ever since we got out of the hospital. And I intended to record some more together with you but…” She didn’t finish what she was about to say.

So, I just focused my attention on the video that was being played on Millie's phone.

And in that video, I saw myself kneeling in our living room, crying like a child. Telling them that I was too hurt. Keep saying that my heart feels like it is breaking.

And Millie just hugged me tight while also crying with me.

I can’t believe that I let myself break like this in front of my child.

“I…” I breathe deeply. “I did this in front of Millie?” I looked at Mikea.

She nodded. “I actually tried to take you inside your room but you are too stubborn,” she said. “You don’t want to get up saying that you don’t want me to touch you. And I also can’t keep Millie away from you so I just decided to stay for the night to accompany both of you.”

I looked at Millie and hugged her tight. “Sorry for acting that way, baby. I…”

“It is okay,” Millie said. “It is kinda good to know that you can cry.”

I frowned and let go of the hug. “What do you mean?”

“Well, I never see you cry,” she said and sat again in front of her food. “I always see you smile and calm. You never get mad at me or even scream at me. I always thought that you never know how to get upset and hurt.”

“Because I don’t want you to worry about me, baby.’

“But it is my job to worry about you,” she insisted. “I am your little girl.”

“That is basically the reason for that,” I said. “You are my little girl so it should be my job to worry about you. I am your mommy.”

“But—”

“You can worry all you want when you grow up, okay?” I said. “For now, it is my responsibility to make sure that you will be kids until you reach the right age. Now, eat your breakfast before it gets cold.”

“That should you worry about, Millie,” Mikea added.

I turned to Mikea again and thanked her. It has been a great help that she stayed with us while I am still under the alcohol.

After we ate, Mikea helped me with the dishes and as I expected, she ended up asking about what I just said last night.

“You are the long-lost wife of Boss Enver,” Mikea said as she wiped the dishes that I finished washing. “And he is the man you were hiding for.”

Mikea has been a good friend to me so I told her everything about me. And that included all the things about my relationship with my ex-husband.

But I never got the chance to tell her his name because I find it unnecessary since I was thinking that they couldn't meet.

Which is, of course, a big mistake. If only I told Mikea his name, she probably would not choose me as her substitute for her job.

Though, I can’t do anything about it anymore. It is already in the past.

“Yeah,” I said. “I haven’t told you yet because I was afraid that you might have slipped it to Millie. Though, not that it matters anymore since she already knew about her father.”

“What?” She looked at me. “Millie knew who her father was?”

I nodded. “I guess I can’t help that from happening.”

“What Millie said?” she asked. “Does she want to meet her father?”

I breathe deeply. “From the looks of it, yeah, she wants to finally meet her dad but I told her to wait for now. Enver doesn’t know about her. And I am afraid that he might take her away from me if he learned about Millie.”

“Boss doesn’t seem to do that, Milan.”

I sneered. “You don’t know much about that man,” I said and continued washing the dishes. “I always thought before that he was not capable of breaking my heart but look what he did to me. So don’t believe too much in him just because he is handsome.”

“But you still love him.” I was stunned by what she said. “You love him but you also hate me. Kinda hard to have complicated feelings.”

Well, I still love that bastard. But I also hate him for breaking my heart. And because of what he did to me, I still keep asking myself what I did wrong in our relationship for him to do that to me.

I mean, I did everything for him and his family.

I raised myself from just a simple orphan into a hell of a secretary that has a lot of connections and influence. I never neglect my duty as a wife. I always update him with everything I do and avoid any guy that he is jealous of even though we are just basically friends.

I change myself just to be the woman who deserves to stand beside him. A woman who deserved to be part of their family.

But he still cheated on me. He still was not content with me after what I did for him.

So, even if I love him, I still want to slap him hard just to get even with the pain that he inflicted on me. And yes, I love him but I will never let him know that again. Ever