The Billionaire's Sex Slave novel Chapter 35

“Is it that painful for your eyes to see? Is it such a pain that simply glancing at me causes you anguish?” When I saw his sorrowful eyes, I felt something else in my chest. This was the expression I was expecting to receive before we called it quits.

“Are you hurting?” he followed up with a series of queries.

I wiped away the tears that streamed down my face and eyes. There was no stopping it, as though they had a water supply the way they dripped. I am adamant about my decision. I’ll never forget what occurred to the two of us. The past is gone, and it will be remembered as junk wrapped in plastic that I have long abandoned.

I haven’t responded to him yet, and I haven’t stopped walking out. When I arrived at the bathroom’s entrance, I noticed the “caution” sign. That’s why no one comes in. I’m not sure how he got it so fast or whether he ordered anything. I didn’t glance behind me because I was worried that if I turned around, I’d see his sad eyes. A few months is insufficient time to forget the heart that sincerely loves. I’m worried that when I turn around, he’ll be waiting for me, and all I’ll be able to do is flee back.

When I turned left to meet Stanley, I took a step back because I almost bumped into him. I assumed he’d already entered their conference room. Why is he still here? We were both surprised, and I became anxious since I recalled Andrius was still there. I hope he’s out of here. When he turned from behind me and gazed, my heart rate soared even higher.

I slowly turned to look at what he was gazing at, but I lost the fear in my heart. However, regretted that I had not seen Andrius. He wasn’t there, as I had assumed. I grabbed Stanley’s arm and yanked him out of there. It was as though a hot iron circle had gone through my heart. I was like the person was waiting for the tree to bloom till the blossoms gradually got strong, but the person he was expecting did not appear.

I didn’t think he’d be able to take me inside. All the businesspeople sat calmly, waiting for the man who was supposed to seat in front. That comes up to be all there is to it. Stanley does not happen to be the sole owner of this corporation, since he appears to be a member of the board of directors.

Stanley offered me his bottle of water since I had a feeling of dry saliva running down my mouth. He was also reading a folder, which I didn’t look at because I had no idea what it was about. When the door opened, I was only playing with my hand. Closing the papers while staring at the person who came in at the same time. I looked on as well, and I didn’t panic since I was right next to Stanley. I pretended as though the man in front of me was a stranger to me.

Andrius sat in the front row, but they still didn’t start. I assumed he was the only one who was waiting, but I was mistaken. The woman in a wheelchair and Beatrice were the next to arrive. When Beatrice pushed the wheelchair, I turned to face the woman. Even though I was too far away from Andrius, he glanced right at me when his mother's place was near to him.

“Looks like we have someone here who wasn’t invited.” Because of what Andrius’ mother said, some of them looked at me while others were still staring at the woman. I, on the other hand, bowed down. I did say that I can’t be here. I saw in my peripheral vision Stanley could do nothing. Maybe he was just representing their company.

Even though my stomach was hurting, I rose to leave, but the voice that spoke made me want to leave even more. When he stared into my eyes, I burst into tears. This is the influence of pregnancy; it’s a simple thing that affects you even though it’s not a major problem. You appear overly sensitive.

“Stay there.” Andrius urged as Stanley drew me back to my seat. He clasped our hands. Andrius started speaking.

When I looked at Stanley and my hands, it didn’t seem to fit. It’s as if my brain is telling me something doesn’t belong there. To avoid any further bad thoughts, I turned to the front and simply listened to what Andrius was saying.

“We’ll be constructing a new structure. Hopefully, nothing will happen this time!” He cast a sidelong glance at his mother, then turned to face me. “I don’t want the same thing to happen again!”

Her mommy shook her head and then looked at me as well. My hands are sweating because of what they are doing. Why are they all looking at me?

“What happened before?” His mommy doesn’t take her eyes off me so even I am curious as to what happened then in the building, he says.