Chapter 3 The Accident

"Nanny, ah!" Amos couldn't stop complaining as his Nanny Tasing put ointment on his back wounds. It's just scratches after all but it still really hurts.

"Where did you get these wounds? What are you doing with your life?" his nanny asked in a disappointing tone.

"I don't know. Ouch! Take it easy."

The old woman handed him the ice pack and he touched it to the bump on his forehead. Not only that, when he looked in the mirror earlier, he saw the wound on the side of his lip.

Where did I get these wounds?

Amos tried to remember what happened to him but the last thing he remembered was when Barney took him to Zelda's house. He knew at that time that he had had enough of alcohol so his friend just let him do what he wanted to do, after all it was safe in the village.

"Why did you get drunk, Amos?"

"Just to escape..."

The elderly lady sighed. "I know you can't accept that you and Zelda split up, but I hope you move on from your ex. She is wed to another person. Simply be joyful for her."

Amos put on his white shirt after taking it off. He still has to visit the bakery. He is only concerned with managing one of Reo's bakeshop's Pasay locations and baking. Though his father is still in good health, he will inherit all of their enterprises. He is therefore extremely fortunate that his parents did not put any pressure on him to run the business.

Because he desired to purchase a home of his own, Amos departed their mansion. Savings from his early days as a pastry chef were used to purchase the land and build his home in the community. When he started his own business, his income only rose.

"Nanny, how can I be happy if they cheated on me?"

The old woman shook his head. "You won't really be happy because you don't want to accept everything."

Amos simply did not respond. His nanny was correct. He was unable to accept their lie. They were content, whereas he was not. Is there a man who is content to be duped by the woman with whom he is in a relationship? Not only were his feelings crushed, but so was his manhood.

A few moments later, his driver, Kuya Nelson arrived. "Sir Amos, I got your car at the Saranico Hotel." He took the key from the man and thanked him.

He faced his nanny again with something in mind. "How did I get home?"

"You were taken by the village guards who patrol every night. They said that they saw you in front of Zelda's house. You actually slept there."

Amos' eyes widened in shock. "What?"

Amos scratched his nose. He couldn't recall what happened, but it had to have happened close or within Zelda's house, because he had cuts and bruises. He must recall what happened to him in order for his thinking to be clear.

"I thought you might have been robbed but that's impossible. Security is tight here, isn't it?"

He nodded and let out a deep breath. "Yaya, I have to go."

"Eat your breakfast, Amos. Your mommy doesn't want you to skip meals," the old woman reminded him.

Amos only winced. His mother still considered him a baby, which is why when he was separated from them, she grieved all over. Amos' mother wishes to have five caregivers in their home since she claims there is no one to care for him. He refused to accept it, but his mother pushed. Fortunately, she agreed that Yaya Tasing, two assistants, and the driver Kuya Nelson would be the only ones accompanying him. The house was too big for him, and he would struggle if he was the only one there.

While driving to Reo's bakeshop, Zelda came back to his memory. They have been in a relationship for two years. He knew he didn't miss it. He always gave her enough time even though they were both busy so he couldn't understand why she cheated on him and just left him.

Amos told them that while he accepted everything, he was not numb enough to not experience agony. He couldn't stop tampering with their reception because he was filled with uncontrollable rage. His ex-girlfriend assumed everything was good with him, but it wasn't. He knew it was wrong, but as long as his desire for the woman lasted, he had the determination to reclaim her from Race. He didn't mind that she was married. He would accept Zelda no matter how many times she trod on his dignity if given the chance.

A few moments later, his mother called him over the phone. "Baby!"

"Mommy, why did you call?"

"I just want to know if you're okay. I missed you, Amos." He could hear the sadness in his mother's tone.

"Your tone makes me feel like I don't want to visit you there," he said with a laugh.

Amos heard her grumbling. Sometimes, his mommy was really childish so his conscience eats him everytime he rejects his mother.

"You should live here again. I only have maids with me. When will you give us a grandchild? I want a baby girl but if not, at least a baby boy," she said excitedly.

Amos smiled. Even him, he really wanted to have children and build a family but he didn't expect that all his plans would be ruined.

"We'll get there too, Mommy. You know Zelda and I just broke up, right?"

"Hey, find a new girl. Get married already. I want a grandchild."

That was one of the reasons why he wanted to start a family. He did not receive pressure at work but his parents pressured him to have a wife and children. Zelda was perfect to be a wife and to be the mother of his children. She's beautiful, loving and caring-ideal enough to be a mother.

Amos was about to park in the bakeshop's parking lot when a car suddenly backed up in front of him. "What the-" He just blurted out.

"What happened, son?" his mother asked worriedly.

"Mommy, I'll just call you later. Bye." He immediately hung up. He got down and looked at his car. The front left side of his car flattened. He just looked up when he saw the black boots of a woman.

"Big brother, sorry. I am really sorry. I didn't-" She stopped what she was going to say when the woman saw his face.

"Do you really want to ruin my day, Zeinab?" Amos asked the woman annoyingly.

As Zein always did, she once again placed the tip of her tongue inside the cheek before speaking. The woman looked at him arrogantly. "Do you think I meant it? I'm sorry for the damage. Let's have a deal 'cause I don't want to see you anymore, Mang Tasyo. You are unlucky in my life."

Amos was irritated by Zein's appearance. Her loose hair yesterday was now in a ponytail. She was wearing ripped jeans with black and white underwear topped with a denim jacket. She was wearing ankle boots on her feet. She also had a lot of accessories on hand. Only now did he notice that her ear piercings were not just one pair because of the number of earrings in her ears. Her lips, dyed black, were still there.

Amos didn't like her clothes because they were filthy. He preferred people who were humble and those who dressed glamorously, such as Zein's sister, but he couldn't stop himself from staring at the woman. It was as if a magnet attracted him to her. Perhaps the only time she dressed appropriately was for Zelda's wedding.

I don't like this woman!

"Are you fed up?" Zein sneered. That's him again. He lost himself in front of the woman. He didn't like the feeling she caused him.

"What did you say?"

"You stare at me too much. I'll melt, you know."

"Excuse me?" Amos was amazed at what the woman said. She had a very high self-confidence that came to the point that it was irritating. Zein was really proud because she caught him staring but he won't admit it-never.

I will never admit it even when I die.

A memory came back to Amos. It was as if a video flashed through his mind and he realized what had happened to him that night.

"You!" Amos suddenly shouted.

The woman just answered. "Yes, me."

"I remember now. You dragged me out of my girlfriend's house!"

That made Zein laugh. "Let's do a reality check, huh? You're an ex-boyfriend." She really emphasized the word ex. "One more thing, that's my house so I have the right to dispose of you."

Amos ran out of patience with the woman. This was the only woman who showed the evil of her behavior. Maybe Zein was just adopted because she has a different attitude to Zelda. "What do you think of me? A trash that needs to be disposed of immediately?"

Zein inhaled and narrowed his eyes. "Yes? You are trash, aren't you?" She even managed to smile while he was as if his nose was smokey from being so annoyed.

"You are biodegradable..." she repeated. "Rotting!"

"You are so mean!"

"Because I'm annoyed with you! You bastard! You stole my first kiss and I really hate you for that!"

Amos remembered. He mistook her for Zelda so he kissed her. If he was in his right mind at that time, he wouldn't have kissed the damn woman.

Oh, really?

Amos simply wrinkled his nose. Whether he admits it or not, he was drawn to Zein. He couldn't understand himself. He didn't like what he did, so why did he experience a tinge of pleasure when he discovered he was the woman's first kiss?

"Give me your phone number," Amos commanded.

"Why?"

"So, my secretary can talk to you so we can settle what happened to my car."

Even though Zein was surprised, she still gave the phone number. It would be nice if she just talked to his secretary so that his car could be fixed. Also, they will definitely only argue again when they meet or talk again.

"Is it okay now? I'm leaving. I'm going to go somewhere else," she said goodbye. Zein was about to turn away but he didn't know why he grabbed her arm to stop her.

Why are you doing this, Amostacio?

"Again?"

"Ah..." He didn't know what to say. Why did he stop her?

"What? I'm in a hurry," Zein's expression was irritated.

He removed his hold on her arm. Amos just clenched his hand and put it down. "I just want to..."

The woman looked at him with an eyebrow raised. He didn't know what to say, all he knew was that he didn't want her to leave.

"I just want to... bring you to the police station. Yes, that's right. I'll take you to the police station!" he convinced himself.

He just closed his eyes when he saw the shock on Zein's face. "You're out of your mind!"

I'm sh*t!

"Why are you taking me to the police station, Mang Tasyo?" Zein asked in disbelief. "I thought, is that okay? You even took my number."

"I will report you..."

"For?"

Amos suddenly thought of retaliating against the woman. It looks like she did not want to be taken to the police station. He will just scare her. He won't bring her to that station.

"You have many sins against me."

"And so what?"

Amos was the one who looked at Zein arrogantly. He raised his face so that she looked up at him. He smiled secretly.

"I received physical abuse from you when you dragged me out of your house." Zein just blinked and folded her arms. "Earlier, what you did was verbal abuse. You called me trash."

"You are trespassing. Have you been hospitalized? Have you been in the ICU? More importantly, did you die? Not really, huh? You're unbelievable," Zein said, shaking her head and emphasizing the pronunciation of the word dead as if she wanted it to happen to him.

"I'm bad for you because you have a bad attitude." He pointed to his lump. "Do you see this? This is a lump."

Zein laughed softly. "I am not sorry for that. That's your fault, okay?"

Amos straightened up because of embarrassment and he pointed to the wound on the side of his lip. "How do you explain this?"

He took a step back when Zein's eyes narrowed slightly at him. "You deserved that. You kissed me!"

Amos grabbed the hem of his shirt to lift it up. He wanted to show his wounds. "What about this wound of mine in-"

"Rape! Rape! Help me! This man is a rapist!" Zein shouted suddenly.

He immediately reached for her mouth to stop her from screaming. People were already looking at them. "This is my girlfriend. We had a misunderstanding. Sorry, people."

People have lost their attention. He turned to Zein. "Isn't it, Honey?" He didn't know what was going through his mind and he kissed her quickly on the cheek making her eyes widen.

Zein suddenly stepped on his foot causing him to release her mouth. The heel of her ankle boots was pointed. Amos jumped in great pain as his foot hurt. "Why did you do that, witch? You're a scandalous woman. I'll report to you!"

"I should be the one reporting you to a policeman. That is your punishment for kissing my cheek... and my lips!" He sat down on the road with Zein's every blow. When she was satisfied, she got into her car.

The woman peeked out of the window. "Get your car out of there!"

Amos instantly got into his car and reversed it. When he took a deep breath, the woman had already disappeared. He has never been called a rapist in his life. He didn't even know how to flirt or womanize before being labeled a rapist. He kissed her, but not so much that he became horny.

"It hasn't been twenty-four hours but Zeinab has already caused too much pain."