Clumsy Is My Middle Name!!!

Chapter Thirty-One

Updated on: 18th Mar' 20

Chapter Thirty-One - Being Named As A Drunk Person.

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ALEX'S POV

I had felt happy after a long time, but since Martin has entered the office premises, I was frustrated. He got so much time to spend with Grace. She looked so happy with him.

After I and Grace had an encounter, I was happy. I felt, we were back to normal, but no, we weren't. When I went to her cabin, she was in Martin's arms. Martin's arms?!

I left the cabin after my rude statement. I felt really frustrated that Martin was here and they were so close. Never in my life, I felt frustrated in this way.

I again entered her cabin, but no one was there. Martin's phone was kept on the table and it rung. I was gonna pick up but, it hung away.

But I found the recorder on. And instead of closing it, I mistakenly played the last recording. I was about to stop when I heard Grace's voice.

The recorded conversation

"Can't believe that you're a billionaire!" - Grace

"Come on, Gracey! I had the most desirable car, phone, clothes, and girl. What more was I supposed to do to show you that I was rich?" -Martin

"Martin!" - Grace

"What? Grace, you've been so blinded all the time and that's what I like about you. You love me for me and not the money. What?! Stop abusing me!" - Martin

"Can't believe Chadwick, is the same Chadwick." - Grace

"It's okay, babe. Things happen." - Martin

"I missed you, Martin!" - Grace

"I missed you, too, Gracey. We'll go out later." - Martin

"Now, the meeting." - Grace

"Not you, too!" - Martin

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Once I heard the recording, I was shaken. I felt hurt and betrayed. I felt anger rise inside me like a volcano ready to burst.

Grace loved Martin.

Grace was Martin's girlfriend?

This hurt more than I anticipated. Yes, I did want her but I didn't know why exactly I wanted her. Just because she intrigued me or it was more than that.

Oh my God, I was more than interested in her. I just didn't feel like taking the responsibility, but I had feelings for her. I liked her! 

This newfound feeling of realization hurt me more than before. It would've been better if I hadn't had a realization about my feelings.

Suddenly, this pain felt like a heartbreak. It hurt a lot. 

It was after a long time that I had actually opened up to someone. It was the most I had let any person in on my feelings or my thoughts. I had let her in so much that it hurt.

I was doing so much for her, but she loved my brother.

I was praising her like she was an innocent soul, but she wasn't. She was such a... I can't even speak bad for her?!