Seeking Gaston Lynx Esquivel

Chapter 45

And I was right. Nakatulog ako maghapon at nagising ako dahil kumakalam na ang sikmura ko. I looked at my phone and it was already seven in the evening.

I groaned. Makakatulog pa ba ako mamayang gabi nito?

I took a bath properly and ordered fast food on the way. Pagkatapos kong maligo ay ramdam ko ang ginhawa sa katawan ko. I wore my casual cotton pyjamas and white sleeveless sando.

I finished drying my hair with my blower when I heard a knock on my door. It must be my order. Kumaripas ako ng takbo at mas lalo akong nakaramdam ng gutom.

I was almost smiling opening my door but my supposed to be smiled quickly faded.

What is he doing here? And how did he find out my address?

Napahinga ako ng malalim. He is the boss, and he knows my personal number too. Bakit pa ba ako magtataka.

"Anong ginagawa mo dito?" May pagtataka at gulat kong tanong.

I looked at him from head to toe and somehow he kinda looked dirty? Like literally dirty. Hindi ko mapigilang mapangiwi sa itsura niya.

He didn't shave and even if his white cloth and maong pants looked clean, and his skin looked clean, there was something off about him.

I looked at his eyes and he was looking at me critically, as if he was thinking deeply about me for the past few days. And he kinda looked like he didn't have a proper sleep.

Huminga ako ng malalim. "What are you doing here, Sir?" I asked, more formal this time.

"I hate it when you call me Sir or Boss. I hated it so much." Naningkit ang mga mata niya sa akin.

I almost rolled my eyes to him. "Anong ginagawa mo dito?" Muli kong tanong.

"Did you rest well?" Sa halip ay sinagot niya ako ng tanong.

He tried looking at the inside of my apartment at bigla akong nakaramdam ng hiya. Compared to his own villa, my apartment is nothing.

"Yes, kagigising ko lang at kakain pa lang ako." I simply answered.

He looked at me again from head to toe in slow motion. Muling napatigil ang tingin niya sa bandang dibdib ko ulit. He licked his lips then looked at me again in the eyes.

"I haven't had my dinner yet. But I had my own take out." Tinaas niya ng kaunti ang paper bag ng isang mamahaling resto. Ngayon ko lang rin napansin na may hawak siyang paper bag.

Naging mailap ang kanyang mga mata ng muli ko siyang tiningnan.

Naging kririkal ang tingin ko sa kanya. He wanted to eat here?

Gusto niyang sumabay?

I should say no, right?

"I have to update you regarding the power plant…it's about work..." Then he cleared his throat. "I am here for work…" Nanatiling mailap ang kanyang mga mata.

"If it's about work, then can I just have it tomorrow?" I asked instead. It is already Sunday night at papasok naman na ako bukas.

Muli siyang napatikhim. "No...hindi na pwedeng ipagpabukas… you are a vital person in this project and you need updates." Mas naging formal ang tono niya ngayon.

He has a point. Pero pwede namang bukas diba? At gabi na, ano pa bang ginagawa niya dito? Ito lang ba sinadya niya? At CEO mag up-update sa akin? Wasn't it too much work for a CEO?

And I can just call Eng. Alfredo or Ma'am Ramirez and asked for an update instead.

Huminga ako ng malalim at tumingin sa seryoso niyang mga mata. He seemed so determined to talked about the project tonight.