Chapter 49: Chapter 49

He left without even saying goodbye. He looks hurt by what I did to him. There was something heavy in my heart as I thought about that. I must have still thought about how he would feel even if that happened. I don't just act. He may not yet understand how he feels, but I should have taken care of him and helped to figure out what they were.

The car started, so I ran and looked outside. The car pulled fast out of the gate, so I bit my nails. I swear I didn't want to do that to him, and I was really surprised. When I looked at the bed, I saw my phone. I suddenly remembered that I had to go to Cole. Although I was reluctant to leave, I took my bag and walked out.

Mark and Raymond were not here to take me off. There was another car in the garage, but no one would take me. So, I hurriedly walked out and hailed a taxi. I had no trouble finding a taxi. While on the ride, that was all I could think of— how he felt. When he comes home, I will just apologize. But regardless of what went through my mind, what I did to him kept coming back. It's like I just want to hit myself on the wall or any other hard object.

When I went down, I just remove Adonis from my mind. I held the bag tightly as I pulled out the flash drive. I held on tightly to it as I walked into Cole’s office room. Just as I was about to enter, his secretary immediately blocked me and had an apologetic face.

“Ma'am, I'm sorry for stopping you from walking, I just wanted to tell you that Sir Cole is not here and needs to go on a business trip. He also left a word for you not to worry because he is fine.” After she said that. I ran home without thinking.

I shouldn’t be so glad Cole left, and it was like a thorn was pulled while rushing home. Perhaps it is because I would have time for Adonis. I was smiling as I walked home when I couldn't even say goodbye to the secretary.

But the fact that I anticipated Adonis to return home was nothing. He is nowhere to be seen in the house. Because there was no human being, I felt as if I were imprisoned. I can't talk to anyone, but even if they're here, I can't talk to them because I'm too preoccupied with where Adonis is. When I crawled into bed, I went straight to sleep and then glanced at Adonis' phone number. I wanted to phone him, but I wasn't certain if he'd answer. Perhaps he's simply furious with me. In the end, I had no choice but to phone him.

In the first ring, he had already answered it. His background was noisy and looked like he was in a bar because of the volume of the ringing. I wanted to ask where he was or if he was angry, but I restrained myself. I first listened carefully to what he was doing. Despite the noise, I could hear him gulping down a glass of wine.

“Where are you?” I softly asked him. I was scared because maybe a woman approached him and I didn’t know what to do because I was far away from him. Furthermore, I might just break my phone when that happens.

“Why?” I heard him answer. I feel like he's a bit stammering, but he's still trying to answer. His voice is as cold now as when I first met him. Is he really upset because of what I did to him earlier? I was surprised earlier, and I didn't know what to do, so I just bit him.

“I will go to you.” I grabbed the back of my neck out of feeling embarrassed. I know he is aware of how I feel for him but even so, I am still really ashamed.

“Never mind. I might even bother you when you leave and go to Cole.” He became a sullen tone, so I bit my lip so hard. I thought he had something more to say, but I heard the woman speaking in the background. I frowned. My head heated up even more when he suddenly turned off the call.

I tried to call him again, but the call is ready out of the coverage area. It looks like he turned off his phone, so I couldn't reach him. I tried to call a few more times, but I don't think he intended to answer any of my calls, so he just chose to turn off his phone.

I just went down to the living room and crossed my legs there while waiting for him. It was only afternoon, so I don’t know where he saw the bar club at this time. I don't know how many hours I was stunned there when I heard the sound of his car from outside. I didn’t move and just let him in, but he jumped immediately when he saw me sitting there with a sharp stare, unable to paint my face and looking like I can stab at any moment. But he did not budge from what I did. He also struggled to stare at me.

“Why did you turn off your phone?” I raised my voice because I was so irritated by what he was doing. Doesn’t he think someone is worried about him?

“Do I have to answer that?” He answered me with a question as well and seemed like I wanted to throw at him everything I could find. When I remembered the pillow on the sofa, that was what I threw at him, but he just pulled away, so it immediately hit the floor.

I took two more, this time in a row, with him. He caught one and then caught it again. His eyes widened when he saw me. I could feel hot tears welling up in my eyes. I didn't wipe it because I want him to know how much I was hurt by what he was doing. My chest is constricted. He reasoned that maybe it is not affecting me. He had no idea that what he was doing was also hurting me. I tried not to cry, but enormous drops of water came from my eyes on purpose.

“W-why are you crying?” He stutters while asking.

Idiot.