The Fixed Marriage

Episode 3: Dylan

One night after a week of the wedding anniversary an unsaved number keeps calling me through my phone.

Phone conversation:

Other line: Is this Zara Perez? (A voice of a man)

Me: Cheng. Yes, this is Zara Perez-Cheng, how may I help you?

Other line: It’s Dylan Villanueva, we’ve met at the wedding anniversary of Mr. and Mrs, Cheng.

Me: Yeah, I remember,

Other line: I learned that you conceptualize that party and I would like to. (Then my phone signaled of low battery so I cut him)

Me: I’m Sorry, Mr. Villanueva but could you please call me on our telephone instead. Will send you the number through text.

Then I dropped the call. After how many minutes Linda, another house helper, notified me that I have a phone call. I immediately answered the call on my landline here in my room.

Telephones conversation:

Me: Yes, Zara’s speaking.

Dylan: I know it’s a little late but I really want to know your answer about something really urgent

Me: I’m all ears go ahead.

Dylan: I’ve heard that you’re the one who conceptualized the design of the wedding anniversary party.

Me: Yes…

Dylan: Actually, for me it was great… So, my cousin and her girlfriend will celebrate their anniversary next week. That’s also the time he also wants to propose so he ask me for any suggestions then I recommended you. So, are you available to be his event planner?

Me: I’m sorry but I still have classes and this is so rush, I’m afraid that the time would be not enough plus I’m not a professional organizer.

Dylan: How about you just try to conceptualize it then we will hire another planner to execute your idea like what you did in the wedding anniversary?

Me: Are you sure, I think that will just cost you and your cousin more?

Dylan: I trust that this is a good decision and I want it to be a success so please? Pretty please.

Me: Okay. If you think this is the best the idea. It’s fine with me. Will send you my schedule possibly get the chance to see the venue tomorrow since it’s Sunday. So, I can start the plan right away.

Dylan: Okay, I’ll fetch you tomorrow after lunch?

Me: That will do.

That’s how the call ended.

I went out of the room and head to the kitchen to prepare a milk for me when I heard foot steps

“Becky a cup of coffee and a cup of tea please.” I heard him and he saw me there but just ignored me. So, someone is with him upstairs. For sure it’s the babe! Instead of Becky I insisted of bringing the drinks.

The door is quite open so you can hear the voice clearly

“Which do you think is better, this one or that one?” A voice of a flirty woman. Just let me slap her for once. Please? I thought it’s the ex but turns out to be one of his employees. It’s Stephanie. I know her. Yeah, I know all the girls he’s bringing home.

I knocked on the door then Cedrick open the door widely and just get the tray then close again. Okay! they are probably working, but why the hell does it have to be in his room? Why not in the living room, terrace, dining area, garage or even in the dog house? Didn’t even thank me for the drinks, so heartless!

The next morning, I heard knock on my room’s door. “Miss Zara, Sir Cedrick wants to attend a mass with you.” It’s Becky. He can attend the mass on his own or with that witch.

“Later.” I shouted loudly and continue to sleep.

I heard a knock again, “Becky, please just tell him I will attend the mass at 6pm.” I shouted again

“Get up and fix yourself. Dad wants us to have lunch with them at home.” His voice instantly wakes me up but what shocks me more is that his already sitting on my bed.

“Okay. Okay. You may go out. I’ll fix myself already.” I said then stand up walking towards my room’s restroom.

After I did my thing, I already take a shower but obviously I didn’t bring any clothes with me so I went out of the restroom just cover with my robe

“Why are you still here?” I tried to calm down, but he’s relaxed than I am. He fixed my bed, my bed sheet, and pillow are neatly placed on one side of the bed. He just looked at me from head to toe.

“Dress up faster and clean your room more often.” He said acting as my mother. Hello this is clean, maybe yours is much cleaner only because you’re bringing girls in it. I just smirked at him. I can’t help it.