Chapter 29: Chapter 29

JAYSON'S POV (Continued)

The drive home is really long and it gives me plenty time, to think of how I'll face Cherry at home, talk to her and other things.

Deep down, I know the Cherry from before is still in her, she's just forming hard to get and I totally understand why she's behaving like that, but also I know that she would definitely forgive me one day.

We arrive at her mansion, the gate's opening automatically ad my driver drives onto the car garage, parking at a safe side and I alight.

Taking a deep breath, and closing my eyes for a long time, I exhale, telling myself that I can do it as I walk inside.

She's home already, that I know because I saw her car packed outside when coming in earlier.

The house is unerily quiet, and I don't see any of the maids walking around or are they resting.

Walking upstairs, I go straight to my room, sit on my bed and take off my clothes and lie down, I lie on my back and look straight at the ceiling.

As usual I begin thinking about Cherry, imagining if we were still together, how she would welcome me back from work, how she would take of my clothes, how she would serve my meal, how she'll talk to me with so much love and care, how she will... I keep thinking and my stomach grumbles loudly reminding me that I've not eaten anything since morning.

Well, I still need to talk to Cherry, before I sort my hungry stomach.

So I take my bath hurriedly, and putting on some shirts, I summon courage and walk to her room and knock silently.

Hearing a sound I can't seem to understand, I knock again and I hear a cold, "Come in."

I open the door and see her on the bed operating her phone.

She's yet to note my presence, so I use the little opportunity to look around the comfy bedroom.

It's really spacious and big, with a plasma TV facing her, a big black and white portrait of her in her office looking so serious and at the same time ethereal, and finally I see a big teddy bear in her bed and I wish I can be in the teddy's position.

The room looks really expensive, the interior decorations so exquisite, and beautiful.

Finally she looks at me and says, "Hey, you've being standing here for only God knows how long. What do you want?"

"Uhm, Cher' I want to... I...." I stammer and she stays upright raising an eyebrow at me and I can't help but note how adorable she looks.

Clearing my throat, I speak up, "I just want to thank you for attending the meeting, and also for covering up for me. I really appreciate it."

She stares at me, and finally says, "Are you done?"

"Yes I guess." I answer and she points at the door, "Well then, you can take your leave."

"Oh yeah." I say and makes to leave but I hear my name being called and I stop abruptly and turn to face her.

She's holding a file, a file similar to the one I placed on the living room table yesterday, and I become surprised, cause how did she get it.

She looks straight at me and says finally, "Were you scared to talk to me personally about the meeting."

"Uhm...." I try saying something but she cuts me off and says coldly.

"Whatever, just chew it, I don't care about what you have to say." Slamming the file on my chest, she walks past me, leaving me speechless against the door.

She opens the door, ready to go out and says behind my back, "When you leave, don't forget to close my door."

I sigh and turn to watch as she walks away, and my stomach grumbles loudly again.

Embarrassed and silently thanking God that she didn't hear that, I walk to my room, drop the file move downstairs to find something to eat.

I meet her already eating at the dining table, and I'm surprised cause the table's empty, which is unusual, Maria always serves lavish meals, but I choose not to say anything about it.

She's eating roasted steak and moaning in pleasure, and oh what the sound does to my inside, but I tune my thoughts out and instead think of what I'll eat.

'Where's Maria? What am I going to eat now?' I think and as if reading my thoughts she looks up, takes in my presence and asks, "You want some." She's smiling, and that smile I can't trust it, I hope there's nothing ulterior behind it.

"Um, yeah." I reply, throat dry, "Great, come have a seat, and join me." She says sarcastically and laughs loudly, cutting large part of the mouthwatering steak and putting a huge chunk in her mouth, muching loudly and my stomach chooses that moment to grumble again, and she laughs so hard until she begins coughing.

"I'm hungry." I finally say with a groan, "And why are you telling me that. Don't you know your way to the kitchen. I cooked for myself, you can do the same." She says and I become confused.

‘I should cook for myself.' Is she serious right now.

I go to the kitchen door and look around at the empty but clean space.

"Where's Maria and the other maids? Why's the house so quiet?" I finally ask.

"Well, they are on vacation." She replies not looking at me. "When will they come back?" I ask again, but she does not say anything and I ask loudly, "Can't you hear me, I said when will they be back?"

"Next month." She says sharply and I gasp, 'What!!!! Next month?!!'

TBC