Exes' Baggage And More

Chapter Nine

Andrew looked at the door of the apartment unit 1504 with a heavy sigh.

Somehow in the end, he had to be in a difficult situation like this. It started when he and David went to the supermarket to buy groceries. The Writer is well aware that he can't always depend on buying food from outside or take-out. Moreover, what is the use of a large refrigerator in his apartment unit if it is only filled with bottles of drinks and some snacks and fruit. And again, the location of the supermarket is indeed quite close to the apartment building, but who would have thought that Andrew and his cousin would meet the Editor and her son.

Honestly, the meeting was really awkward, especially for Andrew and Macy.

With all the things that happened the past few days, the Writer tries not to run into the Editor whenever he is about to leave or return to the studio. Apart from the overall situation, Andrew also needs to avoid the woman for his emotional problems. But who can predict or stop destiny?

No matter how hard he tries to dodge, he will surely meet the woman in one way or another. And maybe he should retaliate against his Agent for getting him into a situation that even he doesn't know how to turn it back into.

Andrew sighed again, staring at the wine bottle and a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

"Well, Andrew Coangco... it's time to make your choice now. You could not come at all, maybe just call her and tell her you suddenly remembered an important appointment. Or... you can come, give this bottle of wine and flowers to her and then say that you can't stay for dinner," he muttered quietly. "Or..."

Suddenly, the door opened. Andrew smiled faintly when he saw that it was Marcus who opened the door.

You can say...

"Hi..." said Andrew.

The little boy smiled sweetly at him. "Hello, Uncle Andrew..."

The Writer smiled and glanced at the direction of the apartment. He didn't see Macy, but Andrew could smell the food. He looked down again when Marcus grabbed his hand and pulled him inside. Well, he doesn't know since when he is this weak when it comes to a child.

Andrew walked in and took off his shoes in the foyer. After making sure the door was closed, he followed the little boy who was jogging down the hall to the living room area.

The Writer then glanced at the interior of the apartment. Even though it seems like his apartment and the Editor's unit are the same size, Andrew feels that the apartment feels much more like a home than his own unit. It was probably because he could find traces of 'Marcus' in every corner. Including when he saw a large frame on the wall of the living room.

A family picture.

Andrew looked at the frame closely. The three people in the photo -Macy, Marcus and a man who is now an ex-husband - are smiling happily.

"I hope you like pasta dishes."

He turned and saw Macy who is taking off the apron she is wearing as he approaches him from the kitchen area. Ah, Andrew has seen people wearing an apron, both man and a woman.

But somehow, he feels like Macy is different.

The Writer smiled. "It does not matter, really. I'm not a picky eater." Then he handed the bottle of wine and the bouquet of flowers to Macy. "As an apology."

Macy accepted the bottle and the flowers and frowned.

"For that incident," Andrew muttered carefully.