Caesar's Rose

Chapter 52

"Rose!" mum called again, knocking on the door.

My heart pounded as I quickly turned off the phone and put it inside my bag. I took out my iPad and got out of bed.

"Open this door right now, Rose!" Mum yelled.

"Coming," I said, rushing towards the door and unlocking it.

I met my angry-looking mum.

My heart increased its pace.

"Mum,"

"What in God's name is wrong with you? Why are you being disobedient?" She asked.

I furrowed my brows slightly.

"Wha....what?"

She stared at me.

I moved my eyes nervously, fiddling with my fingers.

"Why did you lock your door? How many times have I warned you not to lock yourself in?"

"I was studying, mum. I wasn't....."

She walked in, cutting me off.

Oh God.

Please, please don't make her suspect anything.

I watched as she looked around my room, adding to my racing heart.

"What is that?" She asked, pointing at my iPad on the bed.

"The....the iPad."

She looked at me.

I gulped. "I told you. The school gave it to me."

She folded her hands as she stared at me.

I dropped my gaze as I fiddled with my fingers.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

I froze.

I looked at her. She raised her brows.

Wh.....why is she asking me that?

Does she know about Mr Caesar and I?

"I asked you a question, young lady?"

I moved nervously.

"Mum....why are you asking me that?"

"You are exhibiting the character of a teenager with a boyfriend."

"Mum!"

"Do you have a boyfriend? Yes or no?"

"I don't. Stop asking me weird questions." I said, looking away as I rubbed my arms nervously.

"If i hadn't known better, I would say you have a phone somewhere and be chatting with your boyfriend." He said.

My heart dropped.

"I don't have a phone!" I blurted.

She raised her brows.

"Mum, please. Stop accusing me wrongly! I don't like it." I said, walking towards my bed and picking up my iPad.

I felt tears coming, but my heart was still beating fast, and my hands were sweaty.

I hope she leaves my room and leaves me alone.

"I will pretend that you didn't just raise your voice at me," She said.

I focused my gaze on my iPad.

"What has gotten over you?" She asked.

I didn't respond.

"Why did you lock yourself in?" She asked.