Chapter 62

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Isabella's pov;

Mr Martinez gave me a peck on my cheek and sat beside me to join breakfast. Why is he kissing me everytime he sees me?

I let out a yawn while eating my food.

"When did you go to sleep last night?"

"Around 11."

He patted my head and said, "Go to sleep before 10 from now on."

"Mr Martinez?" I used a soft voice.

He let out a chuckle and asked, "What is it?"

"Do I… still need to… pay that… ten million dollars?"

"You should."

"What!?

"No matter who you become to me. You have to pay the compensation."

"That's not fair."

He patted my head and said, "Work hard and pay me back." and made me smile.


While leaving for the company, he quickly gave me a kiss on the lips and said, "I'll be back soon." Which made me smile.

I waved at him when he was leaving the house. It feels like we're newlyweds.


In the afternoon, a maid informed me that there is a package waiting for me at the doorstep.

I came downstairs to check what it was. It was a big package. What might be inside this package?

I got a call.

"Mr Martinez?"

"Did the package arrive?"

"You're the one who ordered it?"

"Yes, did you open it?"

"Not yet."

"Okay."

I opened the package.

A guitar?

"Mr Martinez?"

"Yes, did you see it?"

"Yeah."

"Did you like it?"

"If you were here, I would have given you thousands of kisses till you get tired."

"I won't."

"Yeah, I know you won't. Well, why did you buy a guitar all of a sudden?"

"It's your graduation gift."

"I'm upset."

"Why? Didn't you like the gift?"

"You could have given it to me in person."

"No worries. I'll be back home quickly. After that, you can shower me with your kisses all you want."

"Fine. Just be home quickly. I'll be waiting for you."

I took the guitar upstairs and kept it in my room. I need something like a stand to support the guitar otherwise it will be scratched if I keep it on the floor."

I remember seeing a stand in Mr Martinez's working space.

I came to the second floor and entered the room. I looked around to remember where I saw it. While I was looking for the stand, I saw many files in his room. When I looked up, the stand was on the top of the shelf. Why is it placed up there? I tiptoed on my legs to reach it but I couldn't reach the stand. Why am I so small? I pulled the chair and stood on it to reach for the stand. When I took the stand, I tripped and was about to fall on the floor so I grabbed one of the shelves so as not to fall but my hand slipped since my hand was sweating and fell on the floor. All the files fell over me and when I looked around, the room was in a mess.

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