Chapter three
Jamella's povMs. Maise remarked about the delicious smell of the food and said she would drive to the restaurant nearby to get some lunch too. I told her that I didn't know who sent the food and she said it was probably a client who was pleased with the laundry service. There was nothing on the tag on the bag when she checked and she said she would see if she get some answers when she gets there.
When she left I hungrily ate some of it and drank the fruity drink that came along with it.
When she returned she told me that the order had came by a phonecall. She whispered conspiratorial that her daughter worked there and she asked her to enquire of the person should they call for delivery again.
The next day a burgher meal was delivered to me. I didn't tell Ms. Maize as I felt like I was being stalked. By the end of the week I had gotten lunch from six different restaurants.
On the Sunday I stayed locked inside the laundromat. The office phone rang incessantly until I finally took it off the hook and left it. The laundromat was closed on a Sunday. I did my laundry and drank coffee from the coffee machine in the small lunch room.
I reheated a ready made macaroni salad I had bought and kept in the refrigerator. I've been doing so to have a warm meal to eat without going out. Other things I bought like cornflakes and small cartons of milk stayed inside room.
There was a television but because the camera was in the reception area, I didn't venture there to watch it. I watched YouTube movies and videos to keep my company. The building was cold and I turned on the heater in the room and wrapped up on the bed. Jumping up the next morning, I realized I had overslept. I had only ten minutes before opening the laundromat for business.
I grabbed my things and flicked on the water heater, it would take over three minutes to warm up and in that time I sped to the front and switch off the alarm. I flashed bathe and dressed, brushing my hair to my nape, I secured it in a bun and then went to open up.
Has I passed the office to make a cup of coffee, I sighted the phone that was still off the hook and replaced it. A young woman came in for the cleaning job and I called my boss and interviewed her. After which I hired her on his behalf. Ms. Maize shew her around and she started working that same day.
Lunch came from the restaurant Ms. Maize's daughter worked at the following Tuesday afternoon. However her daughter only disclosed that the order was made from a technology firm some distance away.
"Well I think you have gotten an admirer." Ms. Maize said sounding like Mr. Charles. I smiled and ate continuing with my work. Whomever it was would reveal themself when they were ready and I was saving on lunch money.
The next week I began to feel sick in the mornings, fearing the worst I went to the pharmacy. Sighting the two lines on the pregnancy test. I checked back, knowing I have only had sex with the arrogant man. That night as I lay on the bed my mind played over all the times we have had sex. I still wasn't sure how, because he seemed to always have condoms in his pockets.
What was I going to do? I worried until way into the night. The lunches kept coming and today it came with desert, a slice of chocolate mousse cake. I wished I could thank the person, has this was my absolute favourite. I was about to lock up when a customer came in. "We are about to close s...." I stopped when I saw who was standing infront of me.
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قصص عامةJamella Jameson was running away from shame, hurt and betrayal. Her fiancé for more than a year now has just told her that, her bestfriend was pregnant with his child after she refused to give him any more money to cover depts she had no knowledge o...