His Caramel

Chapter 21: Once yours

Miguel POV

"Good morning, Caramel."

Hearing her voice and looking at her face were the things that I always anticipated in the morning. The smile on my face dropped as I was greeted with an empty kitchen; she was nowhere to be seen. I stroll around the house looking for her until I reached the living hall but it was the same.

"Where did she go?" I uttered silently.

"Caramel, where are you?" I tried my luck again, hoping that I will get any response from her.

My voice echoed in the house. Thinking about her condition last night and her absence in the house making me feel uneasy. The weird assumption started to disturb my mind.

I walked in a fast mode to her room, pushing the door without knocking on it. Panic filled my heart as I couldn't find her in the room. Just at that moment, my eyes caught a paper on the nightstand. I opened it impatiently and read every single thing that she wrote in there.

'Hey, Miguel by the time you notice about this, I'm no longer in the city. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you about this last night. I tried my best but I can't do this anymore. I don't think working for you is what I want and staying under the same roof with you making me feel uncomfortable. I decided to let go of the café and don't worry, I won't bother you about it anymore. And about your confession, I'm sorry; I can't force myself to do it. I believe this is the best ending for both of us.

Goodbye, it was really nice knowing you.'-Scarlet, once yours Caramel

I read the last line again, "Once yours Caramel."

"What nonsense is this? A breakup before we start the relationship? You're always mine, Scarlet Addison."

My heart almost cracks from the rib as it keeps throbbing wildly inside. I crumpled the notes, throwing it to the floor. 

I dashed to my room and furiously searching for my phone. Without wasting any time, I scrolled for her name and pressed the green button. The same trick, her phone was off whenever she decided not to talk to me. I don't believe a single word that she wrote on the paper. Her behavior last night and her words didn't seem to be in sync. I believe there must be something that forced her to end it this way and I will definitely figure it out.

Since I can't reach her through the phone, I immediately dialed Cassandra's number. Hopefully, I could get something from her.

"Hello, Miguel." Her cheerful voice greeted me over the line.

"Hey, Cassandra. Is Scarlet with you?" I asked directly. My heart can't hold it anymore.

"No, she is not with me. What's wrong?"

"She is not here, and she wrote a note saying that she will leave the city. And as usual, her phone is off, I can't reach her. Please tell me you know something about this." I prayed for a good news.

"What? Why is she leaving? I didn't talk to her yesterday and not any words from her about this. I don't have any idea about this, I swear." She convinced me in her serious tone.

"Damn it! I don't know this will happen. I thought everything is good between us. She is acting strange last night, but she refused to tell me anything about it. If only I know this will happen, I won't leave her alone in the room. No, I should lock her in my room. For God's sake, what had she done to me?"

"Hey Miguel, calm down. I'm sure she will be okay. I will try to buzz her and let you know if there is any update about her. You don't have to worry much about this. She probably just needs some time to be alone."

"I don't know. My mind can't stop thinking about her. Where could she be? She doesn't have any place to go, and she doesn't know anyone except us." All the negative thoughts started to pile up in my mind and it worsens with the thought that she choose to totally forget about me. I don't want to lose track of her.

"We will find her. I believe she will not leave us without any words. Trust me, she will call in a few days." I could sense worries in her voice too.

We ended the call afterward after a few soothing words from her. I paced back and forth in the bedroom while my mind thinking about any possible way to sort this out. I can't sit still without doing anything. That wasn't my style.

I took out my phone and dialed my secretary's number. The line was connected after a few rings. That was quick.

"Do I have any important meeting and appointment for this whole week?" I questioned, without any greeting.

"Only four meetings for this week, sir, and few appointments that have yet been confirmed." She answered in a short time as if she remembered my schedule in her head. A productive secretary really eases the work.

"Can you help me to postpone all the meetings to next week? I will not in for this week. About the appointments, we will confirm it again when I'm back. I have some personal issues to settle." I informed her even though I don't really need to do that but I choose not to put her in trouble.

"Ok sure, sir. I will put it on hold."

I ended the line afterward. I rushed to my wardrobe and took out my hand carry bag and stuffed in a few clothes that I think will be enough for a few days. I know it was a bit of rush but flying to London seems to be a need at this time. I'm not sure if she will be there but it's no harm to try. I choose not to sit here and keep waiting for nothing. I need to talk to her, face to face so that I could read the expression on her face clearly. I won't allow her to hide the truth from me.

'I will be out of the town for a few days. I will use the private jet.' I pressed the 'sent' button after done with the text. I sent it to the 'Amigos' group in which four of us were there. It will be easier this way and I don't need to personally text each of them and spending time to explain the situation. I grabbed my bag and rushed to the door.

"Caramel, I will get you back."

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