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Chapter 14-Why do you care?

Chapter 14- Why do you care?

Hey cupcakes! I'm exam free and I'm back with regular updates! So in this chapter, I will be introducing a new character and I am so excited to hear your reactions!

Enjoyy!

Yashie

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"Gary, just give me the briefs, I have no time to take extra projects." Austin sat in his power suit, running orders at the speed of light, sipping coffee while attending a skype call.

It was almost two months now, I could move around the house now on a wheelchair, the doctor said I could shift to walking on crutches since my ribs seemed to have healed so I could alternate between both of them, though I preferred my crutches, although it was painful it gave me a lesser feeling of being dependent on Austin. Besides it was ridiculous how much extra work Austin was juggling because of me. He had a chain of restraunts to run, he had a book which was publishing in a few days and he had TV cook shows to guest in and he had interviewers lined up. He cancelled his trip to Italy which was supposed to be in the end of this month and he'd hear nothing from me.

"Yeah, that would be it. I will be arriving at the meeting in an hour, tell Gigi to get my planner. Thank you." With that he cut his call and turned to look at me.

I continued to frown at him. I narrowed my eyes at his words and turned away from his ridiculously handsome self. I felt the now familiar bubble of anger, helplessness and guilt rise up my throat.

Austin stood in front of down me and knelt down in one knee to level with me.

"What is it cupcake?"

I bit my lip, hating how weak I felt, with absolutely no capability to stand up or sit without help, stuck in a stupid wheelchair.

"You don't have to do this for me."

Austin raised his eyebrow at me. "We've had this argument quite a few times cupcake, you know my answer."

I rolled my eyes."Yes, yes that you want to and all that. But seriously Austin your kind heart that wants to help charity cases aside, you have an empire to run and I'm like a useless appendage. I'm only trouble for you. I don't want you falling back in your work because of me, I mean look at this." I waved todays newspaper at his face which as usual going bonkers over the "Mystery girl" story. I wasn't pissed because I was juicy meat for gossip, I was pissed because I was the reason people were focusing on this mystery girl in Austin's life and not his work, his food. I was bad publicity. I was bad luck to everything I was around, why couldn't he get it?

Austin just took the newspaper from my hands and tossed it to the side.

"If only you'd just," He tapped the side of my head "stop worrying about others and for once let others take care of you."

I looked into his deep brown eyes and I felt my breath hitch, there was the familiar flutter of butterflies whenever he looked at me like that.

He held my chin with his fingers as he looked into my eyes.

"You're worth all my troubles, okay? Get it inside that stubborn head of yours. Don't ever question that."

"But-" My eyes shifted toward the fallen paper on the floor.

"Don't let the world get to you. They're supposed to speak. You're supposed to be my mystery girl after all." He winked at me and got up.

I felt all my vocabulary drain out of my brain, as a smile crept to my face. There, he melted my defenses effortlessly again.