Being Loved By The Billionaire

Chapter 3: Sitting Together

"Can you move more? You still have more space. I can't sit properly." He groaned,

"No way, it's not my fault that you're too big."

Somehow, we ended up like this. Since both of us didn't want to give up the seat, the head pilot came here to ask us to either sit here along with each other or postpone our flight.

I reasoned out that I needed to do something urgent while he said the same. Yes, we both chose to stay. In the end, we were both seated in this long, comfortable seat.

It's not like we are not fitted in it, it's just that I want more space for me to keep. Also, it's not like he can't sit properly, he just also wants the same. Actually, he's already sitting on it.

"Fvck! If only that meeting was not urgent!"

"Can you shut up?!"

This kind of scenario went on until we landed in America. Fortunately, it didn't take a day since the distance between the two countries is just around four miles. As a result, we're on the flight for nine hours.

If it lasted longer, I don't think I could stay still anymore. After all, this guy beside me kept on cussing about hating to sit in a VIP seat with me. He's too much for me to handle. Gladly, my temper is not rock bottom.

Anyway, as soon as we landed at the airport, I immediately left the airplane along with my baggage. I don't want to stay there any longer. For now, I want to go and help my parents as soon as I can.

Exposing myself in the crowd, I put back my cap, shades, and coat once again.

Finally, in New York

Walking through the airport, as usual, it was quite crowded. Well, not like it matters anyway. Rather, it's better, since the more distractions, the better. This way, they won't notice me anymore even if I lift my cap a bit.

There, I walked comfortably up until I reached the outside of the airport.

Around me, cars are everywhere, so it's hard to distinguish where the car is that mom sent to pick me up.

I spent minutes roaming my eyes around until someone called me.

"Miss Kirsten, your mom--"

"Please let's go inside first, I'm a little tired and sleepy," I said and sighed.

This is to be expected. After all, it's already nighttime here. Specifically, ten in the evening. Not to mention, I didn't have a great time on the plane and even had an argument.

I am not that sophisticated to be rude to our driver. It's just that, I am not feeling comfortable talking outside

"Yes, Miss" As he said these words, he opened the door of the backseat for me.

Of course, right after he did that, I went inside of the car, leaving a little bit of baggage outside. He then seemed to understand why I left it there, as he put it in the back of the car.

I'm not familiar with him, but it looks like I can trust him enough.

After finishing everything, he followed me inside and sat in the driver's seat.

"What are you saying again?"

"Ah, I mean your mother asked me to pick you up, Miss," he said.

"Alright, just don't disturb me while we're still on the way," I said right after nodding at him, and went to once again put my earphones in my ears.

'Gotta love by Adrianna Deur'

Playing that song, my mind relaxed a bit, leaving me sleepy.

Of course, despite that, I still stayed awake and watched the city outside. It felt so familiar yet not. Maybe because it's been a while since I've seen this city, but yeah, I kind of missed it. Since I lived here for eighteen years, I can't help but reminisce about the life I had when I was younger. It's peaceful and happy.

Since I studied high school earlier than my peers, I graduated high school at 16 years old, I started going to a university the same year and then spent my first and second years of college there. In my third year, I got the opportunity to start modeling, which is my dream. As a result, I moved to Paris, then continued my college until I graduated while, at the same time, doing modeling work.

This place is just too lively for me

"Miss, we're here." The next thing I knew, the driver had already stopped the car in front of our house. We're already inside the smith's residence.

It didn't change a bit except the garden at the sides.

"Sweetie!" As soon as I heard this word, I immediately realized who was the one who was calling me. It's obviously mom

I don't know the reason why, but she has the habit of calling me using that word, which sometimes makes me annoyed.

I turned my head toward the voice that was calling me and there, I saw mom happily walking toward me.

"Mom missed you. Where's dad?" I asked.

He usually doesn't work whenever I'm here. He's at least resting for a day to hang out with me, so I'm confused about why he's not here.

"He's working"

"I knew it. Didn't I say tell him to rest, mom? He's overworking himself."

"Talk to him later. For now, let's go inside. It's cold outside."

Hearing my mom's words, we walked together through the front door and entered our house. Although this house is not as big as my auntie's house, it's still in the modern style, so it's quite expensive. Not to mention, the designs are just too good.

The reason why I am thinking of it is because mom mentioned this morning that they are planning on selling this house just to save our company. I don't want that, of course.

We have so many memories in this house, so there's no way that we will sell this. This is where mom and dad started our family, this is where my life started.

"When will dad be back home?"

"It's already late, so maybe he will spend the night there."