Ashton Lombardi POV
Two weeks have passed since the day of mom's and I talk in the kitchen. The talk we have has been replaying in my mind now and then especially before I fall asleep. Questions after questions are popping into my mind and it irritates me even more. This topic of so called 'love' is just bringing me headache.
A knock in my office disrupted me from my trail of thought, I tell the person to come in while I still have my eyes on the document in front of me. This is what has been happening now and then too, I would be working my ass off with my paperworks but next minute my thought would be running off thinking about the topic of 'love'. I shook my head to clear up my mind and look up to find Angelo sitting on one of the chairs in front of me.
I raised my eyebrow silently questioning why he's here. He look so serious, is it work? I waited for him to say something while I stare at him stoically. He sighed before he begin.
"Look, I don't know if you notice it, Derek is back to his moody self since two weeks ago." I sit back remain silent to see where this is going. Of course I know that Derek has been moody since two weeks ago when we lost him but found with Lucas and his god-mother. I thought he will return to his happy self just like how he was when he got the brownies that he was craving for.
"I think it has something to do with not seeing Lucas's god-mother. Derek has been quiet and moody but whenever he's at home he's been carrying the leather jacket everywhere. He even wanting to bring the jacket to school today but I told him no or he might dirty it." I sigh before I reply to him.
"What do you want me to say Angelo? I know everything you just told me except the last part."
"Okay, how about letting him have a sleepover with her and Lucas?"
"What?!"
"Why don't we try that and see what happened? I mean do you know any other ideas?" I sighed in defeat knowing that this might be the only way to help Derek with his moody self.
"Fine! When?" I said with a little anger in my tone.
"Next weekend? I will ask her personally. I will just ask my girlfriend to ask her to come to the restaurant. Apparently she's only a sub-manager to that restaurant but she asked for time-off."
Angelo stood up and started to walk away without even saying good-bye. His hand was on the door knob but he stopped himself and turn to look at me. "Let's not tell Derek yet until I heard from Lucas's godmother. I will let you know once I hear something from her." I gave him a curt nod and he left my office immediately.
Should I start looking for a woman now that it's obvious Derek need a mother figure? Maybe I should. I guess the night Derek going sleepover I will go to a bar or something. Shaking that thought out of my mind I go back to my work.
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The door to my office was opened suddenly when I was in the middle of signing some paperwork. I look up to the rude intruder and find Angelo making his way to the sit opposite to me.
"Watch it Angelo! Don't barge into my office without knocking and receiving my permission. What do you want?" I gritted my teeth as I said this.
"Yeah, yeah... I just had to come here. I heard back from Lucas's god-mother that she's more than happy to have both Derek and Lucas for a sleepover. She said she will pick the two of them up from the kindergarten on Friday and drive them to school on Monday." I furrowed my eyebrows but still nodded my head.
"I'll be going to the bar to get lucky then" I said non-nonchalantly. Angelo is now stare at me coldly before he exhaled sharply.
"Do whatever you want I just want to tell you that. You can tell Derek tonight or whenever but yeah it's this weekend. I will remind you again to pack up his stuffs before Friday morning. Bye." Angelo dismissed what I told him before and walk out of my office.
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The Billionaire's Chef
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