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Chapter 27

The tears refused to stop as I packed my stuff and picked up my things. I had taken a long bath calming my senses yet after it all tears still feel down my eyes as I thought about it again and again. If he saw Eden kissing me then he could have confronted me. I could have told him everything that he was the one who startled me, I was not the who kissed him.

Caleb had this on his mind that I was a cheater and I cheated up n him. Instead of confronting me, he chose to build the rage within him and hurt me in a way nobody would ever could. I loved him and it was why it hurts the most.

The fact that didn't trust me hurts the most. I made my way out of his penthouse and punched the elevator's button. As the door closed my eyes fell on the way to his penthouse.

I guess this was my last time being in his house.

Everything was over between us.

I will surely tell him that he has mistaken and I didn't do two-timing with him, but I will never return to him and I felt no remorse for thinking such a thing. The cab was right outside the building as the driver helped me put my luggage in his boot and finally he drove me off back to my apartment.

I had already got my apartment back from the cops three weeks ago but Caleb refused to leave me wanted me to stay with him but now there was no longer any meaning to live with him.


I opened the door of my apartment and looked around, the dark apartment. I switched on the lights and saw everything was a mess. The last time was when I had a fight with the thief and since then I never returned. Caleb had sent Jenny to pick up my things and clothes.

A sigh escaped my mouth as I didn't really feel happy to finally get back to my home. It was where I belonged but still, I felt empty and saddened as I locked the door and made my way back to the bedroom and throwing the dirty bedsheets away, I plopped down on the bed too tired to find a new one as I let sleep take over me.


It was weekend as I dusted my apartment and kept my mind diverted from all the topics. I had managed to frame my parent's picture as I proudly hung it on the wall and stared at lovingly hoping if we could have spent a little more time together.

Life was cruel. It didn't stop for anyone nor did it favor anyone. I was saved while they were drowned. I still don't remember many things but sometimes I wondered how did they drown. Did no one among them knew how to swim? Wy did the boat drown?

I sat at the sofa holding a cup of coffee when the doorbell rung and I furrowed my eyebrows thinking who it might be. As I walked to the door, I looked out of the peephole only to find the person as Eden.

Blood drained out of my face instantly as I recalled what Caleb told me last night. He saw me as a whore and he thought I was with Eden because of money. Even though that was not true, still I couldn't manage to get myself open the door and talk to Eden. Somehow deep down, I felt like I blamed him for what happened with me and Caleb.

If only he did not kiss me, then Caleb wouldn't have got such a wrong impression.

"Sng are you there?" I heard his voice but chose to keep mute.

He knocked and pressed the doorbell again but after some minutes, he sighed and muttered something under his breath as he walked away. I heard his footsteps fading away and that made me guilty.

Sorry, Eden for making you feel guilty. But I am in no position to face you. I might lash out on you for kissing me and I might end telling you what Caleb did to me. But then, I feel that you might run to him in anger and that would cause more trouble.

There were no calls from Caleb or messages but I was somehow glad that he did not try to get in touch with me. I needed to divert my mind from just everything. I switched on the tv but it only bored me to death. As I got up from the sofa, my eyes fell on the reflection of mine in the mirror.

My eyes had dark circles and my hair was a mess. I looked totally different.

It is what love does to you?

If it does, then I don't want it.

Margaret called me and asked if I wanted to hang out with her, but I simply told her that I didn't feel like it. I spend two days locking myself out from the world and the worst part was I couldn't remove him out of my mind.

He was like a drug that I loathed and loved at the same time.


It was finally Monday morning and my brain and my heart fought with each other. My brain told me to resign and not to go there any longer while my heart told me I should be more confident and face him because I didn't do anything wrong.

So as I had always gone with my heart, I got ready for the day and reached Theller International's.

It would be the first time, I would meet him after the incident and even though my heart felt like it was going to burst, I pressed the button of the elevator to thirty-second floor with a shaking hand.

As the door pinged open, I had an adrenaline rush that told me I should run away, I still had the chance. But I couldn't.

Like a shameful person I was, my heart throbbed when I saw him talking to a woman smiling at her. I was still affected because I still loved him. A week ago, he couldn't keep his hands off me but now he seemed as if he doesn't even know me.

As I walked in, his eyes fell on me and he smiled a fake one.

"Good Morning Ms. Carter. You are as usual," he looked to his wristwatch. "Late," he said and I stood right before him.

"Good Morning Mr. Theller. I'm sorry," I said and he smiled.

"Already saying sorry in the beginning of the day. I wonder what other words you have saved for the rest of the day," he turned away as the lady next to me laughed. I looked down and walked after him to his cabin.

"Get me my coffee and let me know my schedule for the day," he said and I nodded as I made my way out to the coffee machine to get his coffee. Two guys were standing near to it with a sour expression.

"Oh c'mon!" he growled as he hit the machine.

"What's wrong?" I asked and they looked at me.

"It's not working,"

I sighed as I looked at the machine and walked back to Caleb's cabin.

"Sir, the coffee machine is not working," I told him and he didn't even bother to look up.

"What do you expect me to do Ms. Carter? Fix the machine? I asked you to bring me coffee and you need to understand you will be the one who is going to work out on what to do. If the machine is not working then inform the team and bring me coffee from the cafe itself," he said with an icy tone.

"Alright, sir" I mumbled and closed the door after me as I made my way to the elevator hurrying up to get coffee for him.


"Ms. Carter help me send a gift to someone special," I heard him as I stood next to him holding my tab.

"Alright sir," I said.

"The gift should be perfect and it should make the one who receives it feel how special she is," he said and I felt weird but refused to show any emotions as I searched for a gift online as I already knew it was a she.

"Do this. Send a bracelet from Tiffany to Miss Hailey Davies," he said and instantly the name of the woman brought back the memories of that night.

I managed to open Tiffany's online store as I handed him my tab. He surfed through the website and looked confused.

"It's really confusing. Women are hard to pleased. Tell me, if it were you what would have chosen?" he asked as he handed me back the tab and I looked back at him to find him already staring at me.

"How about this one? This is is a costly piece and a big one. I'm sure you would have chosen this one," he asked showing me a thirty thousand dollar bracelet and I grimaced inwardly to what he just said. He still thinks that I am a golddigger.

"Anyone you like, I'm sure she would like it too," I told him and he nodded.

"Alright send her this one and make sure right down a lovely note. You know me already and it should make her feel that I was the one who chose it for her. Alright? Can you do me this favor, Ms Carter? You see I'm trying to court Hailey and a woman only knows what other women would like. I really hope you could help me in this for being a woman," he smiled and all I could do was nod my head. His eyes lightened up and he smiled showing me his perfect teeth.

"Perfect!" he remarked.

"Do you want any other work Mr. Theller?" I asked and he shook his head. I took it the chance to get out of his room. But as soon as I was out, I was out of my mind as I had a nervous breakdown and I ran to the washroom.

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