Sweet Vengeance

Chapter 31- A Man Of His Word

My head was terribly aching when I opened my eyes and rubbed it. I sat up on the bed as inspect my surrounding. Where am I? White walls, white nightstand, four-poster double size bed, and white sofas. Bloody hell! My heart began to beat strongly as I realized I was in the guest room of Fitzgerald's mansion.

I closed my eyes and tried to recalled everything. Then pieces of information about last night event flooded my mind. It started when I drank that green liquor. After that, I was overly high and euphoric. I cannot stop dancing and drink more alcohol. It's like I was not in my normal self. I was so happy and all my problems suddenly vanished.

Then, I met Carl Hamilton, Liam and damn it! Timothy! And that night we shared an amazing hot kiss. Oh my god! I find it hard to breathed recalling what happened last night! Why do I need to remember these embarrassing things! I just want to be a drunk who doesn't remember anything! Okay, I need to relax!

I lied down and hugged the white pillow and covered my face as memories continued to flood in. Then, after that what happened? I remembered that he scooped me on his arm and........

Nooo! What the hell!?

I asked him to be my boyfriend?! This is ridiculous!

Oh my god! I'm pathetic! I don't want to remember it anymore! But then, my mind won't stop recalling the next thing that happened. He rejected me then I started to cry like a child which was deprived of her candies.

I MADE A SCENE.

I was weeping and stomping on the road like a child having a tantrum! He almost got into a fight when some men walked over to us and asked if Timothy was harassing me. Fortunately, he knew one of them and they left us alone.

I only stop when he said that he agreed to be my boyfriend and I made him promised that he won't leave me. After that, I cuddled him like a teddy bear until I was drifted to sleep.

Crap! This is unbelievable!

I want to melt with embarrassment! I let out a harsh breath and noticed I was wearing white cotton pyjamas. Damn it! I covered myself with a blanket and want to cry with frustration. I don't know how to face Timothy now! I just want to hide here or run away from him!

A knocked on the door made me jumped. I instantly cover my face with a blanket. I cannot bear to see Timothy now.

I can hear steps coming closer and stop beside the bed.

"Good morning Miss Miller. Are you awake already?" a female voice queried which I identified as Ana.

I removed the blanket covering me and saw Ana holding a bed tray with eggs, hotdogs, bacon, pancakes and hot chocolates.

"Thank you, Ana. You don't have to do this," I said while getting the tray in her hands. I cannot say no to food. I was starving and I can feel my stomach growling

"It's my pleasure to serve the future wife of our master," my face flustered with her statement.

"Timothy and I are just friends," I defended and she smiled at me teasingly.

I ate my breakfast and Ana gave me a set of clothes I can able to change. She said that Timothy would be waiting for me in his study room after I took shower. She gave me also medication such as aspirin for my terrible hangover headache.

I wore the simple sleeveless white floral dress and wore the stiletto that I found under the bed.

I was hesitant to see Timothy but I know I need to face him. I need to accept the consequences of my action last night. I was heading to his study room and it feels like I was walking at the devil's den. My hands were clammy and my chest stuttered.