Dangerous Pursuit

Chapter 19

Trisha

"I am very sorry Trisha if I can't recognize you anymore." I look at the handsome face of the man I love. His blue eyes sad and lost. How I long to see those eyes to look at me with adoration like before. How I long for those warm arms and lips to kiss and hug me again with passion.

After long years I left him without even contacting him, I expect him to be angry but I still hoped that after I explained to him, I will still be welcomed by the same warmth and love he used to give me. But this is worse than what I expected. He can't remember me anymore.

I must help him remember how we used to be. I must make him remember his love to me. "It's okay, honey. I understand." I continue touching his face. "I will help you remember."

I smiled at him sweetly. "You can stay with me for the night and I will tell you our story."

He looks hesitant. He is contemplating if he has to come. I must push my luck. "Maybe I can help you remember. Just come with me tonight. I know Madam Grace will not mind. I live in a house near the mansion."

He just nods. "Wait for me here. I will just get few things and I will tell Sandra that I will go with you."

"Sandra?" The brunette lady with them a while ago.

"Yeah, Sandra. I don't want her to worry. She has been taking care of me since I came from the hospital."

"Oh, I want to meet her also to personally thank her for taking care of you."

"Not today Trisha. She has a lot of things in her mind today. Perhaps some other time."

"Okay." I don't want to be on his bad side. I want to know who is Sandra in his life.

We walk side by side like new acquaintances while going to my house. I feel the pain in my chest but I have to understand him. He is quiet while he observes the surroundings going to my place. The night is long. Perhaps I can make him remember.

"Here's my place," I ushered him inside after I open the door.

"Nice place." He complimented as he looks around. He went straight to the small balcony overlooking the sea.

I prepared drinks and fruits and brought in the balcony. Perhaps a small talk will do.

"Have refreshments for a while, Jeremy." I sat on the table and he sat on my opposite side. I feel really different with the new Jeremy. So distant and so cold.

"Thank you," he gave me a polite smile. "So......umm......how did we met?"

"We met in the café where I used to work. We came from same university but I always see you in the café with different girlfriends." I softly chuckle. I remember how handsome he was then with his carefree rugged appearance. He is a typical bad boy type. I can't deny that he is very attractive that is why he can easily make girls swoon on him.

"I do?" A playful smile lined his lips. "Now I start to be ashamed of myself."

"Why is that?" He also told me those words when he starts courting me. He admits, he was ashamed of his womanizing.

"Sandra........"

"You had relationship with her?" I tried to contain my feelings. I can't blame him. I left him eight years ago but still I felt a pang of jealousy.

"No," he shook his head but still the smile is there like he is remembering something funny......something naughty, "Sandra is my partner in the organization, we had been together for so long and became good friends."