#3: Dinner

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by chinitanica
by chinitanica
                                    
                                              A/N:
                          Here's the chapter 3! Who is Andrew on her life? Who is Ms. Martin? Are we going to find the answers in this chapter? I hope so hahaha and I also hope that you guys are enjoying this story. Happy reading! Lovelots. xoxo.

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                          This story is unedited so expect for typos and grammatical errors.
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                          Chapter 3

                          The rays of the sun was as orange as the mandarins I had this morning. I was sitting in my desk, sketching for my newest project. It's almost time so I scan on a numerous list of books that I need to make a cover. 
                          Yes, I am what you're thinking. I'm a book cover maker/editor and I just finished three covers today but there were hundreds more to go. 
                          I felt a sudden pain that almost crushed my head. I let out a heavy sigh as I fix my desk. 
                          I think I need a break. I murmured to myself. 
                          I was about to get up on my seat when I remember about the dinner with him.
                          "Its already 5!" Mr. Steve declare.
                          The people in our department quickly fix their desk and walk away. I stay for 10 more minutes to make sure that I will not wait for him at the basement because I hate waiting.
                          "You're late." He coldly said to me. Smile.
                          "Tsk." I was about to pass him when he again grab my arms and embrace me. I close my eyes while we are in that position. Stay.
                          "I thought that you're not coming." I hate you because I can't resist you.
                          "Let's go." I open my eyes and let go in his grip. 
                          The smell of the cooked foods welcomed me as I enter my favourite restaurant  in Manhattan. My favourite place. I murmured. We were accompanied by the staff to a table in a private room.
                          "Aren't we going to order?" I ask when I saw the staffs leave the room.
                          "I already ordered before we came." He said and smiles at me. This is so awkward.
                          "What do you need?" I said all of a sudden.
                          "Huh?" He said while raising his brows in confusion.
                          "You invited me for dinner so what do you need?!" I was half screaming because I'm already pissed off.
                          "Baby, I wanted you back." He said while intently staring at me.
                          Baby. Why now? Why do you want me back? I'm fine now.