Chaos in the Cavity of Peace (Love in Mendiola Series #1)

Chapter 28

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

KEECIA

"I fucking hate him," I ranted. "I fucking hate his guts! Does he really believe he has the right to come back to me just like that after what he did? Ang kapal ng mukha niya ah!"

I paced back and forth, my hands on my hips, venting my frustration to Julia, who I was having lunch with. But she seemed too preoccupied with checking the heap of gifts, all from Atty. De Laurentis, piled up in my office.

It's been more than a week since that day... when he told me he wanted me back. Nakakagalit lang lalo na sinabi niya iyon, na ginawa niya iyon. Ever since I asked him to leave my office that day, wala na akong ibang inisip kundi iyong sinabi niya! My mind is constantly replaying what happened between us... So, I've been avoiding him... I know it's not the most mature thing to do, but I just don't trust myself around him anymore.

Of course, bago ko ginawa yon ay kinailangan ko munang tapusin yung mga kailangan para sa kaso ni Autumn dahil nalalapit na ang kaniyang trial. Inabot ko kay Atty. De Laurentis iyong USB at iba pang kailangang dokumento bago ko siya tuluyang iniwasan. Kailangang kailangan na rin kasi ni Seb ang mga iyon.

So, instead of working at our main branch in Legarda for the entire month, I requested a transfer to our branch in QC. I even had to contact all of my patients na dito na sa QC magpa-consult. I did all that because I can't risk running into him or seeing him in the building every day. Lalo lang akong magngingitngit sa inis.

He did keep his promise to give me some space, though. He didn't bother me. But that didn't stop him from sending me a bunch of gifts. There were so many...

Over the past week, he had sent four big bouquets of sunflowers to my office. Along with them were expensive jewelry, makeup, clothes, and various other lavish presents. Some were sentimental, like mixtapes and handwritten letters.

But I didn't open or use any of them. I truly didn't want any of it. Hindi ko na nga tinatanggap ang mga iyan eh. I already talked to my receptionists and assistants to not accept them, but somehow, the attorney always finds a way to bribe them to accept the gifts. Nakakairita tuloy. Ibabalik ko pa tuloy lahat sakaniya yan kapag nagka-lakas na ako ng loob makita siya ulit. Wala namang pakinabang sa akin ang mga yan. I could provide those things for myself if I wanted to. So, no materialistic things could win me over.

Not that there's anything he can do to win me back. It's not going to happen. Not a chance. Not again. Not ever.

"Jules!" I called for my friend's attention, growing irritated.

She finally looked up at me. "Oh?"

"Naririnig mo ba mga sinasabi ko?"

"Oo," she replied nonchalantly. "You fucking hate him. You fucking hate his guts. He has no right to come back to you like that. Ang kapal ng mukha niya."

I rolled my eyes exasperatedly.

"What? Is there something else I'm missing? Eh, paulit-ulit lang naman ang mga sinasabi mo. Kanina ka pa kaya."