Chapter 5 Anthony Visited Bently Guest House

Ella had finished mopping and sweeping the bar and was already done cleaning the deep freezer and the refrigerator. She was done arranging the bottles of the various drinks into the fridge and their respective shelves. She was exhausted as she opened the refrigerator, brought a cold bottle of fruit beverages, and gulped them down her throat.

She reached into her pocket for candies to subdue her salivary gland, which couldn't stop producing saliva, but she found none. She looked at the melamine plate of catfish and chips she placed on the table in her portable office opposite the barroom, which Annabel had unexpectedly given to her. "My baby is not hungry to eat now!" She said to herself.

"I hope you liked the cold fruit beverages?" She touches her stomach, speaking to the fetus in her tummy and smiling sweetly as if the fetus could hear her.

"I need to get some candies to subdue this saliva. Let me hurriedly run to the supermarket before this stupid manager comes," she stated, locking her office and trekking out to the gate.

A Pagani Huayra car started hooting from the gate, but the gate man, Lee, was nowhere to be found. Since Ella began working in Bentley's guest house more than a week ago, she hasn't set her eyes on Lee. Ella pulled the dark slate-gray sliding gate apart until it finally opened, and the Pagani Huayra car drove in.

"Wow! This car is beautiful!" Ella exclaimed. It was the first time such a beautiful car had driven into the guest house since she had come to Bentley's guest house.

She hurriedly locked the gate and started walking towards the car. She felt some nausea as she ran into the toilet without closing the gate before someone saw her.

She got to the bathroom and vomited some fruit beverages she had earlier taken; she was in the second month of the first trimester and most often had morning sickness; she had taken this job as a bartender so she could survive and take care of her unborn baby. She was in love with her unborn baby, and she wouldn't want anything to hurt him.

She desired to give birth to a baby boy because she believed women pass through much pain, unlike men, whose lives seem more rosy.

Anthony Oswald moved out of his million-dollar car, dressed in a casual burgundy polo shirt, beige cotton shorts, and LED-lit sneakers.

Anthony Oswald watched Ella, amazed by her boldness and strength. He was stunned when he thought of what had caused her to run off after opening the gate for him.

He walked to the bar as he lifted his shoulder. He looked around the bar, disgusted by its appearance. It was the most classless and poorest bar he had ever visited.

She opened the faucet in the restroom, gushed water over her face, and rolled out pieces of toilet roll to clean her face.

Ella exited the bathroom, wiping her wet face with a blue handkerchief. She had vomited all the food she had eaten, and her tummy was flat again.

She strolled back to the gate to close it.

"Once I am done with this customer, I will get some candies. It helps me a lot to suppress my vomit," she said after closing the gate and starting to walk down to the bar.

Ella's straight, long blonde hair fell on her shoulders. Even though she was poor and looked classless, she sashayed elegantly towards the bar.

"Good afternoon. It's good to have you here; what would you like for a drink?" Ella greeted me with a sweet smile.

Anthony suddenly looked up from his tablet that he was operating and gawked at Ella, struck by the sight of who he saw.

"Give me any variety of red wine," he stated and instantly proceeded with what he was doing on his Apple tablet.

As the CEO of Oswald's group of companies, he has mapped out a strategy to discover the face behind Harries Tech. The company has purchased all the major businesses and housing estates in Denver.

He booked an appointment with one of the managers of Harries Technology and picked one of the less standard guest houses in Denver for the meeting, which he wanted to hold by 4 p.m. to conceal his identity.

He had come to the bar early to relax before the meeting started.

"Okay! I'll be right back." Ella walked to the bar room and went to the refrigerator to bring out some red wine.

Anthony Oswald raised his head, and his eyes met Ella's, who was walking down to his table with a bottle of red wine. His brain suddenly struck as he tried to remember the girl he had a one-night stand with who had refused to leave his heart.

He remembered that it was Sunday evening. He was already drunk and lodged in one of the best hotels in Coronado when suddenly Ella opened his door and badged into his room.

After he got home the following morning, he went into his room and started reminiscing about all that happened that night.

He remembered how sweet and beautiful the young girl he had coitus with was, even though he couldn't remember her face.

The following morning, he drove to Coronado to visit the Emerald Hotel to see if he could see the girl he had a one-night stand with, but he didn't.

Since then, her memories have stayed in his heart, and he wished to find her one day.

Ella placed some bottles of wine on his table and also some glass cups on the table.

"Can I open it, please?" Ella requested to pour some wine into Anthony's glass cup.

Anthony looked at her faintly and nodded to her to pour the red wine into his glass cup. Ella was pouring out the drink when suddenly her tummy started running. She felt some sharp pains in her abdomen, which made her want to hold her tummy tight. Then, her hand hit the glass of the wine, and the wine spilled over Anthony's body.