Chapter 17; Confrontation
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(Roxette pov)
Although I was not able to share the whole story to Ivan, Irish was the one to listen to me.
I tried to hold back my tears but there were still some drops escaped my eyes.
Irish handed me the box of tissues that was on Ivan’s desk.
"I knew it! That woman can't really be trusted, just by her looks, I can tell that she's the type who can ruin a relationship!'
Irish said angrily after I told her what I saw earlier in front of the resto bar.
"If I had just been there, I might have scratched that woman's face.
The look on her face was overflowing annoyance before she sat down on the edge of the bed.
And her eyes turned to look at me with pity.
I smiled a little because of the way she looked.
She was very affected by what was happening to me.
Then she stood up and walked to the mini fridge that was there in Ivan's room.
Only then did I have the opportunity to look around room.
Compared to the room where I'm staying with Ralf, Ivan's room is smaller, which is just right for one person, a single bed and all the curtains are closed, even the curtain that goes to the veranda.
His laptop was lying on the side table next to the somewhat messy bed, and the closet door was open where some of his clothes were neatly hanging.
Irish was carrying a can of beer when she came back in front of me.
And she already chewing some chips in her mouth.
She opened a can of beer and handed it to me then opened one for herself.
"You know? Beer is a must, in such problems, believe me!' It's proven.'
Irish said and I think she was right in what she said. I gulped down the beer I was holding. Because she was looking at me as if waiting for me to drink it first.
"That's right cuz! Get drunk tonight! I'll take care of you '
She smiled and seemed pleased with what I did then tapped me on my arm.
I don't really drink this much but for some reason as I gulped more, I seem to feel numb.
After a few cans of beer I drank, my stomach started to turn over and any moment I would vomit.
I was about to get up to go to the bathroom, but Irish preceded me, so I went back to my seat.
But I can't hold it any longer. I felt my feet shaking as I tried to get up and walk out of the room. I have to take it out because I feel sick of it.
My vision was blurred of the things around me, I stayed closer to the wall while staggering walking down the hallway.
As I approached the edge of the hallway out of this building where Ivan's room was, I could see someone approaching my direction.
He's big, tall if I'm not mistaken. I also heard him call my name.
Until he reached me, he immediately supported me on my arm and held me to his chest because I was so dizzy.
I also heard another man's voice but it was no longer clear to me what they were talking about.
The man who came first helped me walk.
My mind is awake but I don't seem to have the right mind at this state.
I heard the click from the door closing and next I felt was the soft bed.
My eyelids are too heavy but I try to look around and I can hear the moaning from every time I let out a deep breath. I felt the shaking of the bed where I was lying and Someone was on top of me doing something to the clothes.
"Ralf '.
I whispered as I could see the man's face but I wasn't sure if the name I mentioned was correct.
And I hope Ralf is the man in front of me. Before my eyes finally closed I felt tears creeping from my eyes. I thought my tears were gone but I was wrong, even the pain I felt earlier, gradually returned.
I could do nothing but let my tears flow even though my eyes are closed.
(Ralf pov)
I was just coming out of Cindy's room and walking down the hallway when I received a call from an unknown number.
I swipe the screen to accept the call.
I was a little surprised when I heard Ivan's voice on the other line wanting to talk to me.
I went to the place he mentioned even I have no reason why he wanted to meet you.
I saw him standing and the moment he saw me as I approached him he started walking towards me and immediately grabbed my clothes on my chest.
“What did you do to Roxette!
I pushed him away from me.
"What are you saying?
“I saw her crying and I knew you had something to do with it.
His tone was angry and he looked at me furiously as if he was ready to beat me at any moment.
But the thought of my wife being with him annoyed me the most.
"Where's Roxette?
“You haven’t answered my question yet, Ralf!
He replied obviously he had no intention of saying where Roxette was.
Anger began to live in my veins and I stepped a few times closer to him then with full force I pushed him reason for him to out of his balance.
“Whatever happens to us, it's none of your business.
“Now tell me where my wife is!
I said emphatically to his face.
But he had no intention of telling me anything, instead I saw a pissed off grin on his mouth.
"Da*n it!
I let go of his clothes that were already tangled from my tight grip.
I took a deep breath then left.
I will find Roxette myself if he has no intention of pointing out where she is.
She was probably with Irish right now so I headed in the direction of the building where Irish’s room was.
And I think I was right, because Ivan even followed me.
When I entered the hallway, I instantly saw Roxette, who was staggering, walking in my direction.
She doesn't seem to be in the right frame of mind. She walks carefully holding on to the hallway wall.
“Roxette!
I called her name but she didn't seem to hear me so I hurried every step towards her.
I smelled the liquor on her breath.
I grabbed her and buried her head in my chest, because I knew she was dizzy.
Later, Ivan arrived.
"Let her go!'
He stopped me. Trying to take Roxette from me.
" Can you Stop interfering with our matter!
I said in a loud voice and push him away and then I continued walking with Roxette.
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I was able to bring Roxette to our room even though she had almost fallen on the way.
I laid her on the bed and went to the bathroom to get something to wipe her off.
Carrying the wet towel I went back to bed to wipe her and somehow reduce her drunkenness.
I'm not sure if she's aware of my presence because I heard her call my name a few times. I started to lift the hem of her shirt to take it off.
"Ralf. '
She growled with her eyes slightly open.
I was stunned for a moment when I saw the tears on her running down her face.
I wiped it with my palm.
“Does this woman love me?
I let out a deep sigh before lowering my head to her face until our foreheads were touching.
I heard suppressed sobs as my face pressed against her.
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