Natasha Astrid's POV
“What?” I asked in disbelief. "Me? Crazy?”
My jaw almost dropped when he called me crazy. We had just met, and I didn't even know his name, and he immediately thought I was crazy… I take back what I said! This one was not handsome! I was so beautiful, and he thought I was just crazy?
"How did I become crazy in your eyes?" I asked him, annoyed. I felt insulted by what he said to me.
"You are dating a crazy man," he said seriously. "You even sympathized with my sister."
"It should be up to you and I don't regret that you humiliated that ex of mine who never stopped pestering my life," I said angrily.
"You are indeed crazy," he told me sternly.
"What?" I asked, frowning.
"Yes you're crazy because you dated that man."
He was terrible! I guess he noticed my annoyance. He had been insulting me there for a while! I felt it was so wrong to consider the idea of going with Jessica. Her brother was handsome, but his behavior was very ugly.
"I know I dated that animal. I was wrong, but I'm not crazy."
"Shut up." He closed his eyes tightly as he leaned back in his chair. "You're so loud. You're like a chicken that's been torn apart."
My eyes widened because of what he said! It was only a while ago I met him, and I was not doing anything bad to him, yet he had given me so many insults.
Suddenly, the door of the van opened, so I immediately took my eyes off the man because I could kick him in my annoyance! Antipathetic!
"Okay, Astrid." I turned to Jessica who sat next to me. "I have ordered Kuya's staff to take care of your car."
I just nodded at Jessica. I was not in the mood to talk anymore because of her brother. I glanced at the man in front of us and our eyes quickly met. I also looked away quickly because he might say it again later that I was looking at him!
"Anyway, Jacob Moretti, this is Astrid." His name was nice, but he was a good blocker! "And Kuya, this is Natasha Astrid. My best friend.”
I looked at Jacob again and the fool was looking at me again! The dog was still awake!
Jacob just nodded, and I felt the movement of our car. I just looked out of the car even though I could feel the man in front of me looking at me.
I put my two hands on top of my dress because I might be seen. I wanted to wear a short dress, but I didn't want my panties to be seen by the man in front of me. Maybe later he would see the color of my panties, but at least not at that moment!
"Astrid, can you just sleep at my home?"
I looked at Jessica, who was smiling at me. A smile which made it obvious that something was needed. My eyes narrowed. What else did my friend want to happen if she suddenly invited me to spend the night at her house? I had been friends with Jessica for a long time, so I knew this girl well.
"Just stay at our house because maybe the people in your house are already asleep. Maybe the gate won't open for you,” she said.
I shifted my gaze to Jacob and caught his gaze on me again. It was like he was watching my every move. It seemed that it was f*******n to do wrong in front of this man.
"Astrid," Jessica called me. I looked back at my friend. She brought her face closer to me and whispered, "Come home with me and sleepover, so I can avoid Kuya. I'm sure I'll be scolded when we get home."
I was also the one who invited Jessica to go to the club, so I felt it was my responsibility to save her from her antipathetic older brother. My sleepover with them also had benefits for me because I could avoid our house.
If it was possible for me to isolate myself, I would have done it a long time ago, but I still couldn't. I didn’t have my own money and I didn’t have a job yet. I still relied on my useless family's money.
"Alright, I'll just sleep over with you guys," I answered.
"No."
My eyebrows crossed, and I looked at my friend's brother. What was the matter? He suddenly started talking. I guess he was angry with the idea of me sleeping over at their house.
"I don't know your friend, so why would you let her sleep at my house?" he asked emphatically.
It was really insulting for the man to ask me not to sleep at their house! Every time he opened his mouth, he always said something bad to me.
"Excuse me, but I won't do anything in your house! If you think I'm going to steal your house, you're wrong.”
"I'm not talking to you." My jaw dropped because he behaved rudely towards me again!
Why! This man was really different! And I was really stuck there, I was going to bite him! It turned out not to be fun with a thirty-year-old! He was a serious person but what he said was just nonsense.
"Brother, let's leave Astrid alone. She has been my friend for a long time," Jessica pleaded with her older brother.
Why does Jacob seem to have such a big problem with me? What did he think of me? I didn't do anything bad to him. I was like, how did this man resent me so much? When we just met a few moments ago.
"Does she know how to cook?" he asked Jessica.
"If you're planning to make me cook for you, don't try because your house might just burn down," I answered and tortured him.
I didn’t really cook at home, and then it looked like he was planning to make me cook for him? I felt he was crazy. He looked rich and seemed like he could afford to hire a maid and a chef, so why did he still want to rely on me to cook?
"She's right, Brother. Astrid doesn't know how to cook," said Jessica.
I was not offended because what she said was true. I didn’t really know anything about cooking. And even if I knew anything, I still wouldn't cook for him!
"Wake up early," said Jacob, while looking at me.
"Are you ordering me around?" I asked him, annoyed.
I felt Jessica's squeeze on top of my thigh, but I ignored it. I didn't take my eyes off her brother's eyes, who looked at me very coldly.
"I didn't know that you were a brat. I will not tolerate this behavior, Natasha.”