Chapter 9
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Paul was heading back to New York the next day, but Rihaan was staying behind to accompany Rachel.
Next day…
The day which was supposed to be off for me was now nowhere to the end. There was lots of pending work. We had an upcoming fashion show this weekend which meant work, work and work for me.
I was now at the company checking on the progress. The collection of the season was decided to be launched in Manila suddenly due to Mr. Walter’s request. And Rachel being an ideal daughter-in-law couldn’t refuse. So now I’m stuck with all the work.
The models were called on for trying out their outfits. Each one of them was a beauty and I seemed petty in front of them. They had perfectly tanned legs. Some were blonde, some brunette, while some had beautiful rustic read hair. They just seemed perfect. How could any guy possibly stop ogling at them?
It was a hot day and my hairs were getting all sticky behind my neck. I decided to tie them in a bun using the pencil I had.
As I was tying them, I held my pencil between my lips. Call it instinct or whatever, I had the urge to turn around. There was Rihaan and he was staring at me. My mouth fell open and the pencil fell down on the floor. I turned to look behind half hoping that he would be looking at someone else.
Nope! It was just me.
I regained my composure myself and bent to pick the pencil, still aware of his piercing gaze.
Had he possibly regained something from the past? I shrugged the thought away when someone called for me.
The day went on as I struggled to focus on work cause I had caught him starring at me numerous times. And to top all of that he was smiled every single time I caught him starring at me. An all knowing smile…
It was really getting uncomfortable for me to work under his gaze. Why was he everywhere I went?
What’s awkward about that Ivy? You love him. Now it was my mind’s turn.
Oh wow! You still there? I thought you accompanied my luck on vacations.
How can I, when I’m stuck with you here for eternity.
Great!
Ivy, I didn’t expect this from you. You deceived me.
Whattt?? When did I deceive you?
You just deceived me by changing the topic.
Whatever!
Now answer my question…
To answer your question, I do love Rihaan and not Richard. The guy present here is Richard, a playboy. I’m not going anywhere near him, anytime soon. Atleast not until his memories possibly return. Anyway, he’s getting married next month, so I’m definitely not being a home-wrecker.
Ohho! Look someone’s being mature.
Was it meant to be sarcastic?
No. It was your brain being unable to process cynicism.
Shut up and stop messing with me.
I closed my eyes to calm myself. A foolish thing to do while walking. I bumped into someone. Oh god! Not again. The files I had in my hand flew everywhere. I closed my eyes again, half hoping for someone to catch me. To my utter relief, my ass landed with a thud on the floor.
“Ouch!” I blurted out.
There were papers and files everywhere. I looked up to see who I had bumped into and found the least expected person standing there. It was Mr. Benjamin Walter.
I quickly gathered the files and papers and stood up only to start ranting…
“I’m sorry sir, I’m so so so so sorry sir.”
“Its ok child, calm down. See, I’m fine” he said motioning his hand over his body.
Before I could say another word, someone approached us from behind.
“Dad, here you are and I’m here getting mad cause no one could locate you.”
“Yeah! I came here to check on the progress.”
I guess this isn’t where you should be. Take your leave, Ivy.
I was about to leave when his next statement made me freeze.
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