Fated To Love You

Chapter 43: Black and White

Charlotte's POV

I was ready to jump off the bed when the door opened. I saw Vince carrying a tray of food on his hands. "Up already?" He said, more like talking to himself.

I didn't say anything as I watched him preparing our breakfast on bed. I wanted to smile and hug him but I'm not sure if he's still mad. As if on cue, he looked at me with sad eyes. Oh, how I want to wash those sadness away.

"I'm sorry," he said and I just stared at him. "I'm sorry for being such a jerk last night. You were right, I was pretty damn jealous. I shouldn't have thrown my anger at you like that."

I sighed and held his hand as he sat down on the bed beside me. "I'm sorry too, Vince. I really don't like it when we fight." Vince pulled me into a tight hug and whispered. "Me too. I am to blame here for yesterday. Sorry for hurting you, baby."

I shook my head and hugged back. "It's okay. It happened and I'm just glad we're okay again."

"Can I kiss you?" Vince pouted and I laughed. "Of course, you can! You're the only guy that I allow." I smiled and we brought our lips close to each other's and shared a passionate kiss.

We slowly pulled away and I was catching for air unlike Vince so steady. "Before I forget," he suddenly said and walked out of the room.

My eyebrows furrowed and after few seconds he came back with a Hermes paper-bag. He's not serious, right?

Vincent was grinning like an idiot as he hand me the paperbag. I looked inside and saw a pretty maroon Birkin bag with gold chains. "Vince, this is..."

He rubbed his neck and glanced sideways. "Well... since you won't get rid of the fucking Gucci bag, I bought you a different one, and I'm sure mine's better. I hope you'd love it."

I wanted to laugh but I controlled it. "This is a lovely bag, I really like it. But you do know this wasn't necessary."

He shrugged and sat down beside me. "I know, I know." He held my hands and smiled. "But I will be happier if you use my gift more often."

I chuckled and placed my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. "If this is what will make you happy, okay. I love the Birkin, thank you so much!" I gave him a peck on the lips.

He sighed and beamed. "Anything for you! Now, let's eat before the food gets cold." I nodded and scoot closer to the tray. The smell of bacon, pancakes, strawberries, scrambled eggs, hashbrown and chocolate milkshake bring huge joy to my stomach. Added, that me and Vincent are okay. What a blessed morning.

I am almost finished my milkshake. "You cooked all these?" I asked Vince and he nodded. He's still busy eating his pancakes. He sure does have a lot of appetite. "Thank you for the food, they are very yummy." I said.

He put his fork down, wipe his mouth, and then look at me. There's something about those eyes. "You know what's yummier?"

I shook my head and randomly answered. "Red velvet macarons?"

He chuckled and pushed the cart away from the bed. "Wrong answer." He seductively get near me and I backed away until he pushed me down the bed. He smiled at me while brushing my hair to the side. "I love you."

"I love you more," I said and that earned us a loving kiss. After a second of realization, I quickly pushed him away and jumped off the bed.

Vince got up and asked. "What's the matter?"

I pouted and covered my mouth. "I haven't brushed my teeth yet and you already kissed me twice." He laughed and is going to my direction when I quickly run to the bathroom.

"Come on, it was not that bad. I don't mind kissing you whatever you smell like." He said and I furrowed my eyebrows.

"You just made it sound worse than I thought. I'll just do what I have to do, be out in a second." I said and shut the door quickly.

After ten minutes inside the bathroom, I went out with only my robe on. I glanced at Vince and he is busy with his phone. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"It's Helmart... There's... Don't mind what I said, I got everything under control. Don't worry." He sighed and held his face in my palms.

"Shh, don't say anything." I kissed him and said. "If we need to go back, I'm really okay. Besides, I miss home already."

Vince groaned. "I'm really sorry. If it wasn't for Mr. Gomez, then there's no need to rush back." I smiled and shook my head. "You've done enough. We'll come back, there's more to this anyways."

Vincent sighed and pulled me on his lap. "I feel like a bastard, you know. We haven't been here for four days and I am already rushing us back to New York. We haven't been to much places here in Taiwan. Also, I gave you a tough night yesterday... fuck, I'm such a-"

I kissed him to shut him up. "Enough, Crawford. Say another bad thing and you'll be sleeping alone for the next three months." His eyes widened. "Fu- fantastic! We are going back today." He said instead and I laughed at him.

***

It was already midday when we flew back to New York. The flight was very exhausting. My head got dizzy and I feel like puking. Maybe its the effect of traveling too long.

"Hey," Vince greeted . "You don't sound so good. Let's get you to the hospital." He said on the phone and I shook my head.

"I'll be fine here, Vince." I said and sat on one of the couches here in the lobby. "I'm just tired, that's all."

He sighed. "I'm near the lobby, wait for me. I will bring you to the hospital whether you like it or not."

I stood up and quickly regretted when my head started to turn. I have never been this sick before. I saw Vince coming my way, but my vision started to blur. I heard him shouting but my eyes already went black.