🌕CHAPTER 9🌑

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Caroline's Point of view

I got up off the bed, sitting on the edge of it and take a closer look at him. Wow. I'm finally meeting him.

"I'm such a big fan of you Simon."

"Big fan?" Matilda asked, twirling her pony tail, with a curious expression. If hers looks like that then I must say Simon's own is priceless.

"How do you know who I am?"

"Wait! Why don't you- humm- get dress first? The kids will wait outside," Talat said, he slowly pull them out as they talk among themselves. He looked at me as he slightly pushes them through the door.

"Wait here okay? Do not go roaming the area," I heard him said.

"What was that about?" I asked him. For so long I wanted to meet this kid, I finally did and now he just snatched him like that.

"He doesn't know who his parents are, should I say they leave the poor kid behind? Yes, they did."

"What? Juliet will never-"

Juliet is a movie actress who had a kid years ago. I was a big fan of her before she had the kid. She was very close to Pauline, and that was how I met her. She was amazing. Oh so she seems. I wanted to be like her.

"He was the one that sent Blacks and the rest of the dogs to save you. Look, he doesn't know how rich he is, all he knows is that he is poor and he a got old uncle to take care off."

Oh my God

"Oh my God, I thought Pauline was the only wicked person in the world," I held my chest and looked up at him. He grinned at me.

That grin. I felt silly ness from nowhere else. I almost compliment his teeth. His teeth, God.

"I need to change my clothes, could you please excuse me?"

"Of course, remember that you are staying with me. I talked with Vince, I told him you wanted you sister with you and he gives me permission."

Her father? Her overprotective father gave him permission with his kids? What are we now? Married? Long last lovers? What the hell? Then something struck me. Why did Aziz visit my mother? My mom.

Did he knew dad when he was kid?

"Ho-hum? Have you ever come to my home when you were a child?"

I watched his body and he pushed his hands in his pants pocket and rock back on his heels.

"No, I haven't."

"Why do you look like you are lying? Look if you know something, you-"

"I'll rather not talk about my past life. With someone I don't know anything about. Get dress."

My mouth hang open and I watched him leave.

Where did all of that coldness came from?

First I had to deal with his lying father, now him. Everyone lies to me. I may be depressed but am not making up things in my mind!

I got up from the bed in anger and storm outside to give him a piece of my mind. I open the door and look on both side of the corridor. Nurses and doctors past by slowly while some rush towards a room. I finally saw him sitting on a chair with his head in his hand. Next to him in the corner was Matilda and 'not knowing he is rich Simon' playing with something like a player plane.

I slam the door and he look up, at that same moment the glass doors were slam hard. I look at the entrance and my heart did a sound.

Bam. Bam. Bam.

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