Winning Her Heart Again

Chapter 44: Heartless

We ended up losing the deal to Mr. Huston. It's been days that I've been trying to find who that man is. I have this strong feeling that he's the one who stole those papers and deleted those files to Rhian's laptop.

Aside from that, I knew that those designs were related to that company. I tried to ask Mr. Huston about it, but he never answered.

I need to figure it out. I can't just stand here while someone is taking what is ours.

"I told you that I do not want those tables! I want a big one!" I heard Stacy creaming. What is her problem again?! Is she out of her mind? "Ma'am but we could get you a higher table because your cake is big and tall. " Rhian talks to her calmly. While trying to explain it to her.

"Are you telling me right now that you are more expert than me?!" She shouted while Rhian couldn't answer her.

I sigh to calm myself because I'm tired of her trash attitude.

I walked towards them while Stacy kept on telling me that she wanted that kind of table.

We already decided that it should be normal height only but wider in dimension. Because she decided to have a cake with it, it is big and tall. And if she kept on insisting on what she wanted, then the cake would be very tall, and she couldn't even slice it. Aside from that, we still have to order another table with the same design, and it would take us days to wait.

"Ms. Forster, is there any problem here?" I smiled while she looked at me and crossed her arm.

Like she always does. Actually, Stacy is beautiful and sexy, but her attitude is garbage. She's a classy and picky person. When you look at her, being wealthy is really on her face, but her character is pure evilness.

"Talk to your people, Jasmine. They don't know what they are doing!" She firmly said, as if she were the interior designer here, not me or us.

"Rhian?" I called her name while she was still looking at Stacy, and I knew that deep inside, she felt angry at her.

"ma'am Jaz, Ms. Forster said that she doesn't want the size of the table and she wants a bigger one. I just explained to her that it would be inappropriate if the table is taller since the cake itself is taller" she said while Stacy was looking at her furiously.

"Your people really have an attitude just like their boss", she said. I know that she's referring to me. Rhian is about to talk but I look at her to Stop her.

"You see, Ms. Forster, my Assistant, is only doing her part. And she will not act like that if it is not according to what we have planned." I tried to smile, but I couldn't.

"Are you telling me that I am wrong, and you were right? I want that kind of table !" she screamed again. Is she thinking that she would scare me by shouting at me? What a shame!Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"Is there any problem here honey?" Travis went beside her. I even caught him glancing at me.

What happened at that party flashed in my mind again.

I looked at his hand but he hid it. I still saw that it was covered with bandages.

"I was just wondering if I could change the table honey, you know I want everything big and elegant" she said and encircled her hands on his arm.

"We already talked about this right?" Travis looks at her while Stacy makes a pout face which is not really suited to her.

"But honey," she insisted but stopped when Travis looked at her.

"Ms. Stewart, you can continue what you are doing now. And Rhian I apologize" he said and that made Rhian smile and went to tell the others to place the table. Stacy suddenly got mad and left.

I wanted to move away, but my stupid foot didn't want to cooperate.

I got mad at him that night because of what he did to that man. But if it is not because of him, maybe that guy already did something bad to me. I sigh and look at him. "Jasmine," he called my name, but I didn't respond, and maybe he thought I was still mad at him.

"Thank you" I said and smiled, he was surprised because of the way I acted.

"Huh?" I wanted to laugh because of his reaction, but I forced myself not to, even though a smile had already formed on my lips.

"Thank you for helping me that night," I told him, and I didn't expect him to smile. This was the first time in years that I had seen him smile like that.

"Stop smiling like that; you look stupid" I rolled my eyes, but he just chuckled.

"No, I look like I won a lottery today," he said, I just shook my head and started to walk, not minding him following me.

"I thought you were mad?" he asked. I stopped for a moment. Yes, I am, but if it wasn't because of him, maybe that guy already did something bad to me.

"Yes, because you seemed like you

wanted to kill him." I started to walk again. While remembering him punching that man's face untilit bleeds, I still feel mad, but he helped me that night.

"I hope that bastard is kissing you on your neck," he said in a mad voice.

"And it doesn't mean you would turn out to be a criminal, besides, you shouldn't have to save me " I said and looked away.

"Let's just not talk about it," he said, knowing that I was getting mad again.

"And why are you following me?" I asked him and stopped. That's why he did the same thing.

"I won't accept an apology," eye furrowed my eyebrow because of what he said.

What does he mean? He should be thankful that I said thank you. I have no plan to do that but I already said it.

"

Well, it's not my problem anymore.

What matters is that I already thank

you. So it's either you accept it or not. "I said carry the box. But he got it from me, I just rolled my eyes and started to walk again.

“That was heartless," I heard him utter, which made my brow furrowed. What?

I already told him thank you, but he still called me heartless. What about him? When did he hurt me? When he cheated on me? When he kept on

avoiding me for years and did ele

show me love? What about those days when I tried to beg him to bring back the Travis that I loved before, but he never did?

He was the one that is heartless! I admire his audacity to call someone he betrayed heartless.