NAVARRO SERIES 1:Caged By The Ruthless

CHAPTER 48

Soccoro Ricks

Mang Jo and Gavin had already returned home according to the maid who went here awhile ago. It's just sad that I wasn't able to catch them to say goodbye because I woke up late.

And my sadness didn't just end there as when I woke up, I couldn't help but feel dismayed at the thought that Exur didn't stay in our room there's no trace of him. As far as I can remember, I was waiting for him to come back until I fell asleep on the sofa wearing my gown, and I woke up in the same state. I wondered why I still had a good sleep even though it wasn't very comfortable in my position.

If not for the housemaid that brought me breakfast, I'm sure I would still be asleep by now. Knowing I don't have the guts to face everyone today so I'd rather sleep. Apparently after realizing I should show them my sincerity I ate and almost finished what she'd given me. I can't let this misunderstanding between Exur and me go unresolved.

I have no news about what happened at the party last night actually, I don't have any idea how the party end. I wanted to follow Exur and reconcile with him, I didn't do it. I wasn't mentally and emotionally stable last night, and if I forced myself to see him, I might end up ruining everything and that's the least thing I want.

After eating, I took a shower and got myself ready because I'm going to visit Exur at his office and silently praying that we can sort things out. I found out from the housemaid that he hasn't left his office since he went inside. Now, my conscience is eating me up again, did he even sleep?

I can tell I don't have a stone heart after all as I go melt when it comes to him and I'm scolding myself for that. This isn't base to my plan anymore, I kind of getting used to his presence again and I don't know how should I deal with it. Sometimes there are things that is uncontrollable.

As I walked down the dimly lit corridor, the weight of anticipation grew heavier with each step. My mind was filled with a mix of trepidation and longing as I approached Exur's office. As I reached the door, a sliver of light peeked through the slightly ajar blinds, casting a soft glow across the room.

With a hesitant hand, I pushed the door open, revealing the sight that would forever be etched in my memory. There he was, Exur, slumbering peacefully in his swivel chair, the weariness of the day evident on his face. His brow was slightly furrowed, and a faint smile played at the corners of his lips.

I stood there, frozen, caught between the desire to wake him and the fear of disrupting his much-needed rest. His presence in that vulnerable state stirred emotions within me, reminding me of his love that I'm uncertain and too afraid to acknowledge and the pain we had inflicted upon each other.

For a moment, I couldn't tear my eyes away from him. I took in the familiar contours of his face, the way his tousled hair fell over his forehead, and the rise and fall of his chest with each peaceful breath. It was in that moment that I realized the depth of my longing to reconnect with him, to bridge the chasm that had grown between us. I remember when I can watched him closely and here I am again doing the same thing.

However, a sense of hesitation held me back. I couldn't help but question whether it was the right time to awaken him from his slumber. Would he be receptive to my presence in this vulnerable moment? Or would it only serve to further complicate our already tangled emotions?

With cautious steps, I went closer to Exur's sleeping form taking a risk. My heart pounded in my chest as I leaned in, my breath hitching with a mix of nervousness and anticipation. The room seemed to hold its breath, the silence amplifying the sound of my own heartbeat. This is the only thing I know he couldn't reject me, it wasn't right I know but in terms of this I should pull my last card for my winning.