Sari’s POV
“Mrs. Martin, here’s your juice.” I spared a glance at Mathilde as she placed the breakfast tray on my bed.
She stayed there nervously fumbling with her fingers. I knew she wants to say more.
“Is he there?” I asked her averting my eyes off her.
“Yes. He wouldn’t leave before ensuring you’ve eaten.” She answered hastily.
“Ok. You can go.” My head hit the headrest while she reluctantly left the room.
I sighed closing my eyes.
It’s been months…
The door opened and instantly, the cologne waft drifts inside the room. Once, it was filled with Adrian’s scent and now… it’s Tan.
“You haven’t eaten yet.” He didn’t ask rather pointed out gently.
I had no emotions to tell him no. Since that night, things are awkward between us. He ignored me for few days and I was glad for that b
