A knock on my bedroom door woke me up. I spontaneously grabbed the clock that was on my bedside table. The clock still showed 4 am. Who would dare bother me at the beginning of a day like this? I wondered who was there, but no voice answered. All I hear is the door knocking, getting louder.
I didn't even want to get up and open the door. But just as I wanted to continue sleeping, there was the sound of the door opening forcefully. I was instantly stunned by what I saw. Steve was standing in front of the door like he was drunk. But why did he come looking for me? And what amazes me is how did he get into this apartment?
"Clara, can you accommodate me tonight? I don't want to go home."
"I'm sorry, you're not welcome here, and please come out. I wonder how you got in here?"
"You seem to have forgotten. I still have the keys to this apartment."
I lazily grabbed the cell phone next to the pillow and tried to call the apartment security to evict this crazy man. But just as I wanted to push the dial button, Steve had already made me directly onto the bed. He pressed me so hard that it was hard for me to move.
"Clara, you know what, I can't touch my wife because I don't love her. I had to marry her! I owe a lot to my parents. I couldn't resist, Clara. Please understand my position."
I stared at this damn guy's face. It was easy for him to say that. After he broke my heart, I loved him so much that he defended himself.
It's not that easy! I buried you deep at the bottom of the ocean. Even the memories of you I have thrown away from my heart. I don't want any more heartache. Never will!
With all my might, I pushed Steve's drunken body, swiftly clasped his hands, and tied him to the blanket over my bed. As long as he was my boyfriend, I never allowed him to cross reasonable limits, especially now that his status is nobody.
When I was sure Steve was bound, I called the security of this apartment and asked him to take Steve out. After they left my apartment, I immediately packed all my things. I feel like my life is not calm if I stay here. I had to find a place to live that no one knew about.
After I tidy up all the clothes and some books in this room, I immediately turn on the cell phone and look for information on a new house I could live in. Maybe I can choose the apartment near the office as a new place to live.
I don't want to live in a big house and live alone. Because it feels so lonely. If I live in a studio apartment, I feel a little lonely. I'm more comfortable living with simple things like this because I'm used to living in an orphanage where everything is limited.
How many times has David complained about my life? He doesn't like his boss's complicated life. And without my consent, he had already bought a house near the office. I'm sure the home is worth less than a hundred million dollars.
I was furious at that time because he had spent my money without permission. Since then, I've only had access to financial resources. I gave him access for only $ 200. More than that, he had to confirm first.
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The clock was ten o'clock in the morning when I finished storing my things at the hotel, this time I stayed at the hotel first. Because I didn't find a suitable place for me to live. I quickly got ready for the office. But while I was waiting for the elevator, there was a man who greeted me lazily.
"The world is narrow. Clara can meet me here. In a very ordinary hotel."
When I looked away to see who was greeting me, it turned out to be Andrew, a man of little work whom I had met in the Santa Monica Mountains then. I politely lowered my head and smiled in response to his greeting.
And I turned to the elevator indicator light. It was still very far away. So I decided to use the stairs. The floor where I stayed was not too far, only the fifth floor.
Fortunately, I use flat shoes today so I can go down these stairs freely. Let's say I was exercising this morning. Going down these stairs with a bit of running makes me quite tired. When I arrived at the lobby, I saw that David was waiting. From the looks of it, I could tell he was going to scream again. I was lazy to serve him, so I decided to put on a face that was fiercer than his gaze.
There was a smile on his lips. But it was a very bitter smile. If you want to be interpreted as saying, ' I let you shut up now, but not later!'I walked ahead of him to the car he always took to take me wherever I went.
It's my car, but I'm lazy to take it. So I entrusted the treatment to David's hands. He also has no vehicle. At least he can freely use it. Even when he was wearing it for dating, I never protested.
"Straight to the office?" Ask him not polite.
"Is there another purpose?" I reply, no less cold.
The car drove so fast that I glared at David. But this man beside me doesn't care about my regret. What kind of subordinate is he? There's not the slightest hesitation. Although David is one of my family in the orphanage, he should not be like this. I'm still his boss! He should be polite.
"What are you doing? Fighting with your girlfriend? Is your girlfriend asking to be married soon?"
"Why didn't you call me or rely on me? I know you are a national karate athlete and have learned some martial arts, but as 'your family', at least you let me know. That's also if you consider me your family. Don't you believe in my abilities?"
"And again, why did you choose to stay in a hotel? Just spend money! I bought a house in the same district as our office. The house is not big either. I know what you like and what you don't, so I've chosen the one that suits what you want. So this time, please listen to me. And consider me indeed your family."
"Ah, David ... David, I thought you were fighting with your girlfriend. I don't want to stay there because you haven't cleaned everything up. And I haven't seen that house either, and yet..."
"There are always many reasons! I've repeatedly asked you to take a look at the house. But you always refused. The house is exactly in the same district as our office. There are only ten houses in the area of the house. Your neighbors are three housewives, two career women, and the rest are young executives whose offices are also in the area."
David turned the car around and returned to the hotel. He impolitely asked for my room key. Go to the fifth floor, pick up all my things, and check out. Without my consent, he took me to the house he always mentioned. At first, I was upset not to play, but when I entered the area of this house, I immediately liked it.
The atmosphere is very peaceful and beautiful, and there are no large houses here—a simple one-story house with a spacious courtyard. I also wonder, Where is my home?
David stopped in front of an Ivory-White House with a low black fence. It seemed that the wall was just an ornamental accent. He unloaded all my things from the back trunk, pressed the Access Card to the door, and it opened instantly.