It was 10 o'clock the next morning when Yvonne woke up, she yawned and stretched before getting up from the bed. She entered the bathroom and did her things.
Twenty minutes later, she emerged from the bathroom with her hair held in a towel.
The sound of her phone alerted her of a delivered message, she spurn around and reached out for her phone.
The content read "Wait for me at the mansion's entrance at 12 o'clock, will pick you up from there"
The message was from Emil.
Yvonne placed the phone back to its original position and untangled her hair from the towel. She then took the hair dryer and dried her hair.
At 11:20, Yvonne stood in front of the huge dressing mirror and began to worry, Emil had only told her the time and place to wait for him but didn't say anything about what clothes to wear.
'What should she do now?, should she call him and ask?, Or should she wear any cloth she prefer? '
Yvonne walk to her walk in closet and look one after the other at clothes.
She had all kinds of clothes, jeans, shirts, tops, skirts, shorts, and dresses. She was really thankful to Emil.
The clothes were all shopped online by Emil. She had refused at first when they were brought in but Emil had said that she needed them considering the fact that she's his personal maid.
That was an excuse and she very well knew that.
She wasn't born yesterday and neither is she a princess. Life had forced her to know and learn many things.
Yvonne shook her head to prevent her mood from being ruined.
She stood in her closet still not sure of what to wear. She walked out back into the bedroom and reached out for her phone, since this is her first outing with Emil, she didn't want to embarrass him so she decided to ask Lina for some advice. After all, she's a fashion designer
But disappointment soon followed as Lina's phone transferred her to the voice mail. Her phone was switched off !
Yvonne dropped the phone on the bed as an idea occurred to her, she went back to her closet and walked straight to the jeans section, she chose a blue jeans, turned to the shirt section and chose a creamy coloured shirt.
Fifteen minutes later, Yvonne walked out of her room and down the stairs. Aunt Phillis looked at the angle -like girl decending the stairs and smiled.
'This girl is really beautiful even without makeup'
Yvonne didn't wear any makeup,she let her hair loose. She just wore red lipstick and even that was hardly noticeable. She matched her look with high heels.
One thing about Yvonne is her charisma and how easy she's able to pull off any cloth she wears.
Even as a child, her mother had made her do lots of things children her age wouldn't do. For example, she had learned to wear and walk in heals at the age of four. And that has helped her a lot. Where would she have learned to wear heals if not for training?
Not to talk of learning how, she didn't even had the money to buy one!
"Aunt Phillis, am going out with.... " Yvonne didn't know how to address him to his mummy.
"With Emil, he already told me" Aunt Phillis smiled as she completed Yvonne's sentence
'These kids think I don't see anything huh' She thought
"Take care dear, call me when you can't make it for dinner " Aunt Phillis waved for Yvonne to go.
When Yvonne exited the mansion, she saw Emil's red spotscar coming towards her, She looked on as the car stopped in front of her.
'Why's he here?, didn't he ask me to wait for him at the entrance ?, Or....? " Yvonne looked at her wrist watch and per her third thought, it was ten minutes past twelve.
"OH NO! " she muttered under her breath
Emil handsomely step out of the car, he smiled lightly at the stunning lady, held her hand and lead her to the other side of the car.
He gentlemanly opened the car door and held it open for Yvonne. She entered the car and he slowly close the door.
Yvonne was mesmerized by his looks and how carefully he handled her.
She wanted to tell him to stop because she wasn't an EGG !
But secretly, she was happy. After all which girl doesn't like to be handled with care right?
"You look beautiful " Emil wasn't stingy with his compliment.
"You don't look bad either, I got affected with your looks when you emerged from the car" Yvonne blushed, she could feel her ears turning hot
"..." 'Did she just change the rule?, I was suppose to say those lines ! And not the other way round!' Emil sincerely felt that this was wrong but 'why did his heart skip a beat when she said those words? '
Though wrong, but it felt good hearing those words.
The car zoomed off with none saying a word. They both were preoccupied with their own thoughts, but the silence wasn't awkward at all. In fact,it was warming to the heart.
Some words are not spoken out, neither can they be expressed by actions, they are best felt by silence.
Emil didn't speak throughout the journey and Yvonne likewise didn't speak but their unspoken words were felt by both of them.
That's the power of love. It doesn't need words, it doesn't need actions. It only need pure feelings.
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