The Billionaire's Contract Wife [COMPLETED]

Thirty-Six: There Goes the Wall Again

[Beijing, China]

Wala kaming kibuan ni Louie habang nasa kotseng sumundo sa amin sa airport. Yes, we flew back to China on the earliest flight possible.

Naiwan sa Florida si James. He's flying back tomorrow as planned. Napaaga lang ang pag-uwi namin ni Louie dahil sa nangyaring insidente.

And nope, we haven't really talked yet. Not about the "scandal" and definitely not about the kiss.

We slept during the 17-hour flight. At hanggang ngayon ay tila wala itong balak kausapin ako. 

Pero nakausap ko naman si James bago kami umalis.

"Don't worry about the scandal, I'll sort it out," sabi nito. "And don't worry about me, I'm all good." He assured me that he's fine.

I've even talked to Luke.

"Don't worry about those two, they'll surely patch things up," ang sabi nito. "Not that this is the first time that they try to break each other's face because of a girl."

"They fought because of a girl before?" I asked.

"Yup, they did. When we were in college," he recalled. "But as I've said, you don't have to worry about those two. They had this fight-and-make-up kind of relationship. Getting in each other's way is like their love language."

Luke also assured me not to worry about the incident getting on the media. 

"What happened here, stays here," he assured me. Hindi raw makakarating sa media ang sapakang nangyari. 

Louie and I arrived at the penthouse without saying a single word to each other. He was ignoring me the whole time.

"Louie, we need to talk," sabi ko nung nakaakyat na kami.

"Not now, I'm tired," he said before he went inside his room and closed its door right on my face.

There goes his invisible wall again. He was trying to block me out again.

Napabuntong-hininga na lang ako.

I went to my room at saka ibinagsak ang sarili sa malambot na kama. I felt so drained. Magulo ang aking utak. Samu't-sari ang mga katanungang gumugulo sa aking isipan ngayon.

I wanted to talk to Louie. Gusto kong itama ang maling akala nito. Nakaka-guilty naman kasing si James ang napagbuntungan nito ng galit gayong ako ang nag-aya dito na magkita kami sa labas. 

Yes, I asked James to meet me at a coffee shop one week ago. May kailangan kasi akong sabihin dito.

Hindi ko naman alam na pagmumulan pa pala ito ng scandal.

Gosh, I really wanted to talk to Louie. Gusto kong mag-explain. I wanted to clear James' name.

But something's telling me to put it off. Not now. Na hayaan ko munang humupa ang galit nito. 

And yes, the kiss. I wanna ask him about the kiss, too.

What the hell was that all about? 

But then I reminded myself na wala naman kasing nakasulat sa kontrata na bawal ang physical contact. So technically speaking, he didn't do anything against the contract.

At sa laki ba naman ng 10M parang wala yata akong karapatang magreklamo. 

Not that I didn't enjoy the kiss because I did! Nakakahiya mang aminin but I did enjoy it.

Pakiramdam ko'y biglang nag-init ang magkabila kong pisngi nang maalala ang halik na pinagsaluhan namin sa Miami. 

I stood up at saka mabilis na nagtungo sa banyo. I'm gonna take a shower. I needed to divert my attention kundi baka mabaliw ako sa dami ng tumatakbo sa utak ko ng mga sandaling 'to. 

Nakalipas ang dalawang araw at hindi ko pa rin nakakausap si Louie. Hindi ito umuuwi ng penthouse! Sa office sa baba yata ito natutulog.

Yes, I tried sending him a message.

Can I talk to you now? 

Pero ayun at ni-seen lang. 'Di man lang ako nireplayan. 

"Are you listening to me?" my tutor asked me in Mandarin.

That brought me back to the present time. I said sorry.

Pero natapos ang session namin today nang wala akong naintindihan. Lumilipad kasi talaga utak ko.

Five minutes after she left the apartment nang muling tumunog ang doorbell. May nakalimutan siguro, I thought as I went to open the door.

But to my surprise, it wasn't my tutor. It was Mei with a male employee. They're bringing a lot of paper bags.

"Can I come in?" anito.

"Y-yeah. Of course!" Niluwagan ko ang pagkakabukas ng pintuan.

Pumasok ito, nakasunod naman yung kasama nito.

They went to the living area and laid the paper bags on the floor.

Sumunod ako sa mga ito matapos isara ang pintuan. "What are those?" 

"Uhm, bags?" ani Mei sa akin.

Of course, those are bags! I recognized the brands printed on the paper bags. 

Gucci. Channel. Louis Vuitton. Hermés. Prada. 

But why?

I slowly shook my head. "I'm sorry, I don't get it. But why are you bringing these bags here?"

Nagpaalam ang kasama nito. She said okay. He left.

"What are these?" ang muli kong tanong dito nung nakaalis na yung kasama nito.

"Mr. del Rosario bought them for you," anito.

I gasped. "What? But why?"

Nagkibit-balikat ito. "No idea. A gift, perhaps?"

"No, no." Napailing ako. "Please take all of these back to him."

Pinandilatan ako nito ng mga mata. "But, dear, these are all limited editions. You have no idea what I've been through just to get every single one of these."

"But I don't need these. No, no! I can't take these. Please bring these all back to Louie." I tried to sound firm.

"But I can't!" anito. "Do you want me to lose my job?" She looked serious.

Napa-buntong-hininga na lang ako. 

"Okay, where is he right now?" ang sabi ko.

"Uhmm, he's kind of busy," she replied.

Pero parang 'di ako kumbinsido.

"C'mon, Mei. Are you bringing all of these back to him or are you telling me where he is right now?"

She threw her hands in the air. "Okay, okay. He's in his office right now."

"Okay." I grabbed some of the paper bags and walked towards the door. "Help me bring all of these back to him."

"But wait ---"

I didn't listen to her. I left the apartment with the bags. 

Wala itong nagawa kundi ang sumunod sa akin bitbit ang iba pang bags.