When Love Blooms

Epilogue 3

About 2 hours later, Layla came back to the room and the first thing that greeted her was the trolly food which is at the center of the room.

He was indeed hungry. The thought ran through her mind knowing that if it wasn't the case, he would have definitely waited for her to come back so they will eat together.

She opened all the covered food and scan through it, which he barely touch but the traces of his fork all around everything.

Closing it back, she looked around the suite and found it empty. Sighing, she headed to the room, as soon as she walked there she found him curled up in the middle of the bed sleeping.

Not giving it much though, Layla took her way to the toilet for a hot bath and when she came out, she still found him on the same spot she left him.

She moved to the wardrobe where she had her things arranged earlier then picked an oversized bottom up sweater, a simple grey spaghetti strap dress which will probably pass her knee, a pair of sucks then a head band for her hair.

With that, she did her every day routine including trying the new skincare she has gotten before she got dressed and headed back to the parlor with a small blanket in her hand.

She came out right on time when the door beeps to let her know the hot chocolate she order on her way in, is here which is delivered by a robot.

Layla collected her order then took a plate of macarons from his lunch before she settled herself on the couch covering her legs with the blanket with her laptop sitting on her laps.

She has gotten some mails when she was out for a project approval for the student and since she hasn't handle over her work to the person replacing her for a month. She has to do it, until the replacement is approved.

Layla was way into her work and for a moment she has completely forgotten about the human being sleeping inside, until a movement from the bedroom door caught her attention.

She gave the door a sideview and caught the glimpse of his legs standing by the door way. With that she clear her voice, massaging the back of her neck before she bury her head back to her work.

Jawad stood by the door way for more than five minutes with his unblinking gaze on her knowing that she is quite aware of him boring holes on her body but choose to ignore him. This has always been her way of letting him know how angry she is.

"So will you keep on ignoring me?" Jawad asked the obvious. Not sure he has all patient in the world to let her have her ways.

Layla snorted knowing exactly what he is doing. Forcing her to acknowledge him. "Do I have a choice..." She retro taking a minute before she continue typing on the laptop. "You have taken it away from me."

Jawad let out a soft scoff as he stood still by the door. He knew what she is trying to do, which is her way of getting him drop an issue if she doesn't want to or admit that she is at fault or there is even a problem.

Pretend that she is angry and keep on ranting for no apparent reason and it has always worked in her favor cause damn, he hate for anything to get her upset or worked up.

Layla waited expectedly at him, all the while softly tapping on the edge of her laptop wanting him to indulge her so she can continue yapping ,at him while watching him dance to her tunes

Him coming all the way here to find her was enough for her to know how much he value her and especially after she left without telling anyone and he is able to find her in less than 24 hours.

Once she inhaled the fresh, cold air outside, she just found herself grinning from ear to ear like a fool. He is here. Jawad followed her because she left without saying a word after they had quarrel.