Chapter 4 Ex Boyfriend

I smiled at what Mom said. I hugged her tight. I was very lucky because even though I was deprived of wealth, I had a good mother who took care of me.

The next day, I found a time to talk to Sean. I will still try even if it is very unlikely to happen. The important thing is that I tried...

We were in the car, because we were going to Cagayan to attend a seminar. Sean was busy playing on his cellphone. I, on the other hand, was sitting next to him, I was constantly sighing because I couldn't start what I wanted to say.

I didn't know that it noticed what I was doing so even without looking at me it asked.

"What? Do you have something to say?" it asked.

My lips parted, it felt so fast and he knew I was going to say something.

"Huh? A...e... What, what..."

"What? Are you in debt? How much?" here.

"What? Hi-no, I won't owe..."

"Then, what? You were just sighing at that,"

"W-what, those friends of mine from high school... because they saw you on TV when you were interviewed. They saw that I was with you, they knew that I was working with you. Because when we were still in high school, they had a crush on you so they teased me that they could date you for even just one night." I breathed a sigh of relief because I finally said what I meant.

"Are you sure they were the only ones who had a crush on me then? Is that you?" he asked me which surprised me.

"W-what? I'm not crushing on you!" I quickly refused.

He laughed at me and shook his head. Even though he was staring at his cellphone screen. It can be traced to its excessive self-loathing.

"I won't date them, I'm not your type of friends."

After saying that, he put the headset on his ear. So I couldn't do anything but look out the window. I can't do anything if he doesn't want to. I know that he will refuse.JUST LIKE Madam's promise. He taught me in college. I graduated from the course I chose, that's why Mama was so happy and proud of me. I also spent several years studying while working as Sean's assistant. There are times when I get tired and struggle because I'm often awake and tired. Because Sean was always running away from me, he was involved in the gimmicks of the gang. I, on the other hand, will do everything he can go to just to bring him home. I've been through a lot and Sean doesn't even appreciate that. There was even a time when I was in trouble, because of what I would find in him. I used to come home late and once I almost got robbed.

I used to walk in a place that was not very familiar to me. I don't know why I'm so nervous and I feel like someone is following me. There weren't many people then and it was late at night. Someone told me that Sean had a friend in that place who invited him to drink because it was his birthday. That's why I quickly went to the place to ask Sean to come home because Madam might look for him again.

While walking, I hugged my handbag. Because there are some important things like my wallet and cellphone. Even if Sean has a cell phone, it's dead so I can't contact him. I looked behind me because I really felt that someone had followed me. Because I hear some rustling of feet. But when I look back, I see nothing but the quiet place. I thought I should just speed up my pace. But in my haste, a man attacked me. It chased me so I cried while running. I tripped because I was running, so it caught me. It aimed a knife at my face.

"Give me your bag, but I'll kill you!" a thin man threatening me. His eyes are deep and obviously addicted, his hair is tangled as if he hasn't bathed. His clothes were dirty and his boxer shorts were torn. He was only wearing dirty slippers, so I knew he was a beggar who had no job but to steal and snatch.

Because of the fear I feel, I reached for my bag.

"Don't hurt me, this is my bag..." I said with a trembling voice.

He grinned at me as he grabbed my bag. Thinking that it wouldn't hurt me, that's when I made a mistake. It stared at me from head to toe, it looks like it doesn't just need a bag because it's like a dog drooling when it sees my legs. I only wore a short skirt because that was our uniform.