Exes' Baggage And More

CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN

Macy just took her car keys to the building security officer's office while taking Hani who was willing to take her from the hospital to go home. The lawyer was even more annoying than the doctor and Gil. Especially when Hani said that Ken needed to be informed about her current condition.

Even though they are divorced, in Manila, only Ken still has the closest relationship with Macy. If the same thing happens – or something else that makes her have to be rushed to the hospital, at least there is someone who can be contacted.

Macy still refused. Her ex-husband has become a 'stranger' to her. Besides Marcus, what other reason is there to maintain a good relationship between them? However, Hani asked her to consider it.

She sighed in frustration and slightly quickened her pace towards the apartment building. But she wasn't having any luck at the moment.

"Editor Cruz..."

In the hallway of the building, Macy met David who just got out of the elevator. She just assumed that the agent came to Andrew's apartment.

"Agent Lee?" she said, sounding surprised.

David approached her and noticed the woman's clothes. It looks so casual. Macy even only wears sandals. "You live in this apartment building too?"

"That's how it is..."

David's brows furrowed. "But earlier when we met in the parking basement, you didn't say anything that you also lived in this building. I just thought you came to meet Andrew."

Shit...

"Ah... that's because you didn't ask. At that time, you just assumed that I came to meet Writer Coangco. So, I didn't say anything. Besides, I also have no reason to tell you where I live. It seems unprofessional," Macy said simply.

David mumbled softly. "But it seems that Andrew doesn't know either, maybe because you guys are on different floor units."

Heck, Macy won't justify that assumption. Let the agent only know that she and Andrew live in the same building. After all, after Andrew's novel promotions are over, they won't be working together. "Ah... did you just visit Writer Coangco?"

David looked at Macy intently. He still remembers the conversation that afternoon at the hospital. Heck, the woman is really good at hiding her current expression. David saw nothing on the woman's face. He took a deep breath.

"That's how it is. But Andrew is not in his apartment right now. I don't know where else he went? Yesterday after leaving the studio, he also did not return to his apartment. Even though I met him this morning," David answered.

Macy tried to restrain herself. After their conversation at the hospital, the man left her. At that time, she only thought that he would go to his studio or apartment. But seeing David coming and looking for him, it means Andrew went somewhere else. Alone.

"You can't reach him?"

The agent shook his head. "Until this afternoon, his cell phone was still active even though he ignored my calls and messages. But since afternoon, I can't reach him."

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For the first time since Andrew set foot in Manila, he was able to visit a nightclub. And for now, he doesn't really care about all the obsessive fans following him or even the paparazzi. He just needs space to escape. For a moment.

With one gulp, Andrew finished the vodka the bartender poured. He doesn't know how much alcohol he drank tonight.

"Are you alone?"

He glanced at the source of the voice. A woman with such a dandy appearance. Hell, even he could smell the perfume that was so striking his sense of smell. He could immediately know the woman's intention to approach him.

Andrew ignored her for a moment. He motioned for the bartender to refill his glass again. But it seems that the woman doesn't like being ignored.

"Are you just planning to get drunk tonight? I watched you. You're not even interested in enjoying the dance floor."

Andrew snorted. He took another sip of his vodka. "What do you want?"

The woman chuckled. "You, of course."

"I'm not a gigolo."

Again, the woman laughed. And Andrew hates it. "Of course, you're not. But I am."

Andrew glared. Heck, the woman is way too honest. Then he rubbed his face. His head already felt so heavy. And the thumping sound of loud music doesn't help. Then, he felt something touch his thighs, moving almost to touch his private parts.

He turned and looked at the woman who seemed so challenged because he ignored her. So, the woman tried to seduce him. The woman then stood so close to him that her breath was felt in

Andrew's ears. And the woman's hand had actually touched him.

The woman smirked. "Let's get out of here."

Andrew closed his eyes when the woman's hand squeezed his thigh. Shit! Maybe he shouldn't have come to the nightclub. "Do not touch me."

"Why? This is telling me another thing."

"I'll give you a warning. I'm not looking for sex. So, leave me alone," said Andrew.

The woman smiled broadly. "Well, I can give you another thing. You can fuck my face, or... even if you are into BDSM. You can spank me, tie me up, anything to push your hard limit."

Andrew frowns. He was too willing to take risks with her. Hell, he never did things like that.

However, he then looked at the woman. He could see that the woman thought that he was getting interested in his crazy offer.

"Do I have to pay you?"

The woman smiled triumphantly.

"No... I'm being generous to you. Because you're very handsome."

Andrew sighed. He then stood up and took out his wallet to pay for his drink. Then he handed the woman his car keys. "Act like a substitute driver."

Without looking back, he immediately walked towards the exit of the club. And oh... of course the woman followed after a few minutes.

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