A Love Worth Fighting For

Chapter 6: Without Him

Cassandra Takahashi Watson’s Pov.

We’ve decided to just focus on our work from now on. At first, he wouldn’t agree to what I said because it’s kind of difficult for him not to hear from me.

I woke up early this morning to go to work because my brother is calling for a meeting, and it must be done this day in order. My phone vibrated in my purse, so I grabbed it and the Secretary’s call.’ “Good morning, ma’am. Your broth-""Okay. I’m on my way.” I hung up the call when I parked my car in front of our company.

After a long and stressful meeting, I went straight to my office to have a little rest for a while and when someone knocked on my door, “Come in.” “Mr. Hernandez wants to see you.” “Let him in.” and that’s when a tall man with a deep shade of hazel eyes, a well-fitted navy suit that accentuated his broad shoulders, his dark hair added to his smile playing at the corners of his lips, entered my office.

“Thank you for letting me in, Ms. Watson.” “No worries. What can I do for you, Mr. Hernandez?” He paused for a minute before answering me. “I am going to lunch today if you don’t mind me inviting you.” He said with a playful smile on his face. “Sure. I’m free today.” I grabbed my purse. He handed me his hand and I got it gracefully.

We ate peacefully in one of the restaurants that is near to our company. I was shocked when I found out that it was owned by him. “Why did you just tell me that this restaurant is owned by you, Mr. Hernandez?” He laughed “I’ve been here for many days. I love the food in your restaurant yet somehow compete with the restaurant that is owned by my brother.” We laughed together. “I see. But thank you. I’m glad that you like our food here.”

After we ate, he accompanied me back to Watson’s company. “Thank you for lunch, Mr. Hernandez.” “It’s my pleasure, Ms. Watson. If you are free, why not go out, right?” I hesitated for a second before answering him. “Sure, why not?” “Thanks. Have a safe drive, Ms. Watson.” “You too, Mr. Hernandez.”

It’s almost a month since the last time I heard about Zachary. I want to call him and ask him ‘how’s he doing?’ if he's okay or not. I miss him so much. I set aside my book and turned off my lampshade.

‘Mr. Hernandez’s calling.’ I felt a shocking urge knowing that he got to know me. I pressed the button to answer it. “Oh, hey! Ms. Watson. Did I wake you up?” “No. I’ve been awake since earlier. Why with a sudden call?” “We have this party in our house. I want to invite you to join me….. If it’s okay with you?” “Oh…sure. I’m glad to join you.” “Thanks, Ms. Watson. So I'm going to fetch you?” “No, you don’t have to. I’ll bring my c-.” “Tss. It’s more romantic and if I fetch you Ms. Watson.” “Okay, then. As you said.” “I’ll pick you up at 7.” “Okay. So, see you at 7.” “Yeah, see you.” I hung up the call. I still have 1 hour to prepare before he picks me up.

Since I didn't have much time to prepare myself, I just wore a Vesper Gizelle Black Maxi Evening Dress and a black fantasy heel with a butterfly design at the back. I just curled my hair a little.

“You look gorgeous.” Oh, Stephen Hernandez. “Really?” “Yes." You look stunning.” I chuckled. He handed me his hand to get me in his car. “Thanks.” “My pleasure.”

Stephen Hernandez’sPov.

She looks fantastic and sweet. While I am driving, we continue talking about random things about her life and my life. I got shocked when she told me that she had a heart problem was, yet it doesn't change the way I look at her. Her laughter is like music in my ears. Her smile is like a morning shine in my life.

We finally arrived at my house. I opened my door and I went to her side and opened the door for her. "Your house is amazing." "Oh, amazing?" "Yeah...." She turned to face me. "Amazing like you." I laughed at that thought at the same time felt intense.

I grabbed a wine for the both of us and headed into the crowd. "Oh, Mr. Hernandez." That was Trey, one of my business partners. "Who's this lovely woman in your hands?" I glanced at Cassandra before answering him. "This is Ms. Watson." His smile widened. "Ms. Cassandra Watson? Owner of Watson's company?" he asked. "Yeah. I am." Cassandra replied. "Enjoy the party, Mr. Trey." "You too." and we walked toward one of the seats.

Cassandra Takahashi Watson’s Pov.

I already felt dizzy. I have drunk a lot of alcohol already. I am thankful that Stephen is not leaving me, so every time that I want to up, he lets me lean on his shoulder.

"Are you okay?" He asked while touching my face, his face was a little bit close to my face. "Yeah. Don't worry about me." "Do you need water?" "I think so." "Stay here. I'll get water for you." He gets my head from his shoulder slowly and walks away until I couldn't see him from the crowd.

I woke up when I felt that I was lying on something that my body was comfortable with. When I opened my eyes, it was already morning. Oh, God! My brother will kill me once he knows this. My attention reverted to the door when it opened.

"Good morning, Ms. Cassandra." "Morning. Where am I?" "Oh, you are in my room." Does it mean we share one bed? "Don't worry, I stayed in the guest room." I sighed. "Last night when I returned to where I left you, you were sleeping peacefully, so instead of waking you up I brought you here in my room." He walked toward me while holding a tray of food. "Have a bite of your food first and drink this orange juice. It will help you to get rid of your headache." I got it from him and smiled. "Thanks for that and for last night." "No worries. I'll be downstairs, just call me if you need anything." "Okay." I watched him walking toward the door and closed it gently. I miss this f*****g like of mine.

Stephen dropped me at my house this morning. I took a warm shower to shake off my body. I put aside the Stephen's t-shirt that he let me wear. At first, I didn't accept it because I'm really fine, but he insisted that I get it from him.

I am currently walking toward my brother's office because he called me. I feel nervous because he doesn't know about last night. I knocked before entering his office. "Come in." "Good morning, bro-" "Where the hell were you last night?" "Mr. Hernandez's party." "Right. And you are f*****g drunk, Cassandra. You just got better from your illness and here you go again." What the hell? Is he underestimating me that I don't know how to take care of myself? "Then? I'm fine." "I called you last night and Mr. Hernandez is the one who answers it. He told me that I couldn't go home because he was a f*****g drunk. You make me worry, Cassandra. Does Zachary know about this?" I felt guilty knowing that Zachary didn't know anything about this. He has no idea what's happening to me. "By looking at you the answer is 'no.' Am I right?" I nodded for an answer. "f**k!" I didn't argue anymore because I knew he was right. I lowered my head in embarrassment. "I called him last night after I talked to Stephen." What the?! I raised up my head again and looked at him directly. "What did you say to him?" "I told him you were getting wild again and that you were drunk." "Oh, s**t! Why did you tell him?" "He deserves to know the truth, and he told me he doesn't know because you have not called each other in the past few weeks and until now. What the hell is happening to you, Cassandra?”