To Be Loved

Chapter 8

"Okay, calm down, Jass. What will happen? oh god! Nothing's gonna happen... nothing, right!? I'm screwed if he told Omar, and he will if I don’t call him now." She was oblivious to the look the taxi driver was giving her through the review mirror. He thought she was sick in the head.

"Where is the phone? Where did I put it?" She started to search for it and found it in her jacket pocket.

"Thank god… I found it, finally," she shouted excitedly while holding the phone in her hands and pounced on her seat. At this moment, she became aware of the look that the driver was giving her.

She smiled shyly at him while scratching her head and mumbled an apology. He glanced at her for a second, then averted his eyes and returned them to the road.

Jass opened her phone and went through her contacts. When she found Johan's name, she started to compete with herself to call him or not and surprise him, but her husband would nag her until her ears bled.

A soft groan slipped from her lips—all of what she was going through now because of that stupid man who tried to kidnap her when she was going home without any sort of protection.

And because of that, she wasn't allowed to go out without bodyguards. So it took a lot of effort to persuade her husband to reduce the number of guards, and she assured him over and over that she would be okay and nothing would happen to her until he reluctantly agreed, but Johan would be her shadow and follow her, or he would leave the guards as they were. And thanks to this man, she had to drag Johan everywhere.

“Damn you!!” She said it loudly and startled the taxi driver, who glared at her, and that caused her face to burn from embarrassment.

"Sorry, it’s not... I'm just thinking loudly," she said while smiling nervously and trying to make the man believe her words, but he blew a tiny bit of air from his mouth and didn’t pay her any attention.

"How lucky I am! Another crazy customer," mumbled the driver under his breath. She heard him but decided to ignore it because she had another problem.

She hit her head slightly. "Calm down, Jass; just call him and explain everything to him; he may understand." She took a long breath and dialed the number. She heard it ring. After the third ring, he answered it.

"Johnny, Johnny~~'' she sang.

"Ma'am, should I come to pick you up?" He ignored the way she spoke and asked directly.

"Ohh… Come on, Johan, why are you so formal? Just because I married Omar, you don't need to act like that; did you forget that we worked with each other and we were a second away from pulling each other's hair?" She was rambling to smooth out the situation before telling him, but he could see through it.

"You are on your way, right?" he said in a flat tone.

"Damn it, why are you so straightforward? Can't you overlook it this time and don’t tell Omar, hmm?" He didn’t reply, and she knew that she was doomed.

"Because that is my personality, and you know I can't if I don’t tell him; he has his own way to find out."

"How would he know if you didn’t tell him or I didn't? Can't you just cover this up for me this time? I swear to God that I was going to call you after picking up the kids, but Mary told me to leave them and come to pick them up tomorrow." She explained everything, hoping he would agree to overlook it.

Her heart was hammering inside her rib cage, waiting for his reply. She heard him groan, and that made her more nervous.

"What should I overlook exactly? That you are coming home alone, or you were going to pick up the kids also alone?"

"Both of them, can you please, please?" She was pleading desperately with him; she didn’t want to worry about her husband or save herself.

"Okay, Jass, but this is the first and last time," he said in a warning and dominating tone.

"Okay, I swear. Are you happy now?" He could hear the mocking in her voice, and he shook his head. A minute ago, she was literally begging him not to reveal her, but now she has become sassy.

"When will you arrive?"

"About half an hour."

"Okay, do you want me tomorrow?"

"No, I don’t need to go anywhere tomorrow, and I believe that Mary's driver will send the kids, so you should go home and spend the day with your family." He mumbled an okay and ended the call after saying goodbye.

She breathed a sigh of relief. After a while, she checked her emails and started to reply to the important message to kill some time until she reached her home or mansion.

After half an hour, the car stopped in front of a big gate, and the taxi driver was astonished to the point he lost his voice to announce their arrival. He was awakened from his trance state by the knocking sounds at the car window, which made Jass snap her attention to her surroundings and realize that she had arrived.

When the taxi driver composed himself and looked at the car window to see who the knocker was, he found some built-up guy wearing a black suit gesturing to him to lower the window glass. He did what he was told, and before he could speak, the man in the black suit proceeded first.

"Sir, you can't stand here; it's private property. I'm asking you politely to move," said Paul, the man in the black suit, one of the bodyguards.

Before the situation became more heated, Jass decided to interfere. She lowered her window.

"It's okay, Paul, open the gate.'' After he realizes that his ma'am was the one in the car, he mentions to Steven, the other bodyguard, how to open the gate.

The gate opened, and the car entered the mansion. It has a long pathway with lighting poles on each side with green grass, and about fifty meters from the pathway there is a fountain decorated with some colorful flowers. There is also a small garden with a small swing; the middle of her path is cleared of any plants to be able to be reached without a hassle; and the backyard has a big pool and greenhouse.

In the middle, about ten meters from the fountain, you can spot the mansion. It is modern and consists of three floors with 10 bedrooms, 12 bathrooms, a gymnasium, a library, a cinema, a playroom, a spa, a sauna, and a garage.

The driver thought that he was in paradise; he was stunned, and a *wow* slipped from his lips, but Jass had another opinion.

Before getting married to Omar, she asked him to buy a small cozy house for them, but he told her that her in-laws had already taken this matter upon themselves and that it would be their wedding gift and they would surprise them, and she was surprised to the point where she was speechless.

The reason she asked him to buy a small house from the start is because she hates wide places and most of the rooms and bathrooms are not used, so why does it have to be this big? But the advantage of this mansion is that her room is massive, and it has a nice view; it has a garden view; it also has its own bathroom and in-closet with a king-size bed in the middle, with two nightstands on each side; and on the left side of the bed is a huge private glass door to the balcony with a view of the garden, a small tea table, and two chairs.

The car stopped in front of the mansion, and Jess gave the taxi driver his money, thanked him, and got out of the car.

The taxi driver took off but was still looking at the mansion from the side mirror. After the taxi took off, she started to climb the stairs of the mansion, clueless about the eyes that followed her with a glare from the moment she got out of the taxi.