"I expect nothing less from you, Roni. You're clever as always. It's me— you've guessed it right! Now, tell me, what should I do if you're so clever?"
Despite the chuckle, Veronica was assaulted by a sense of insidious ferocity despite not being physically around him.
"Stop beating around the bush. I don't like it."
It was not a surprise for her to know that it was him. Ever since he had tried to attack her but was hampered by Crayson's timely arrival, she was aware that he would take revenge one day. It was just a matter of time; what was meant to be would eventually happen.
"I'll text you an address. Let's meet up," suggested Xavier calmly before threatening, "You must come alone. If Matthew finds out about this, I'll kill Monica."
"Okay. I promise." She agreed to his condition without a second thought.
"Cool. I like that decisive attitude of yours. Too bad you’re not mine," he exclaimed with mixed feelings.
Xavier's embittering words made her heart throb for some reason as her stomach churned. When they first met each other, he was the unwelcomed playboy in the Crawford Family. Yet, after spending time with him, Veronica realized that he was not that bad of a person.
Still, people were the imponderables themselves; who would have known that so much had changed between them within one year? She could only say that nothing was predictable in this cruel world.
After hanging up the phone, Veronica returned to the patient room and informed Shirley, "Monica has something on and she's gone back to her parent's place. I'll leave the kid to you, but you may leave if you have something else urgent to do. Since it's the ICU, the nurses can look after him. Don't worry about it."
"I see. What a relief. I was really scared just now." Shirley trusted her words wholeheartedly and the doubts in her mind were dispelled.
Then, Veronica left the hospital and went back to her place in which she was surprised to see Matthew's car at the entrance. Frowning, she stared at the man leaning against the car while smoking. Strange enough, the silhouette made her chest tighten.
Although she was not sure when he had been waiting, she presumed that it had been a long wait given the pile of cigarette buds around his feet. Clenching onto her phone, she felt bitter, but she wheeled around and made herself scarce in the end.
It was true that they were now a couple. Still, she did not wish to be codependent on Matthew. It would make her seem like a fool that was devoid of any merits and only knew how to rely on men.
She hailed a cab by the road and headed straight to the promised location. Her initial plan was to drive her own car, but Matthew would find out about it since he was there.
Veronica phoned Xavier upon arriving at the destination. "Where are you?”
The cab driver scanned the area. "Miss, are you sure that your friend is here? It's a desolated place with only mountains, though. You better be careful."
Xavier chuckled. "Did you come alone? Why did you hail a cab? Did you perhaps call the police?"
"No, I did not!" "Head south for another half mile." "Okay." She then told the driver, "Sir, please head south for another half mile."
The car moved slowly and arrived finally at a desolate area, which comprised five tall buildings. They were roughcast buildings that were over ten floors tall; even the walls were left unpainted.
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