Some minutes later, he glanced down at the girl who was now sleeping deeply and sighed again with an indescribable emotion. Out of everyone, why would she have to fall for Carl?
He stood up then went inside the bathroom and came out after some seconds with a wet towel. After wiping her teary face, he shook his head and tucked her in the blanket again.
" Good night, " he whispered with a sigh after tucking the hair strands away from her face then stood up and went toward the closet then picked an extra blanket. He lay down on the couch and gazed at the ceiling for a very long time while thinking about how fate could be so cruel to him.
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__ The Next Morning __
Clara looked around the room drowsily as she sat on the bed. " Argh! those twins." realization dawned on her and she remembered how they had constantly urged her to drink the strange juice last night while distracting her with their stupid games.
" Hmph, I'll get them next time." She promised and got down from the bed, looking around the hotel suite which she knew Jack would have brought her. But she wanted to be sure, afraid that what happened last time might repeat itself.
She tiptoed and went toward the area which led to the bathroom as she heard the running of water then carefully knocked on the door. " Yes?" She sighed in relief as she heard Jack's voice coming from inside.
" Clara, is that you?" Jack frowned and turned off the shower.
" Y..yeah, c..continue." She quickly went away to the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed.
' Ahh, my phone.' She sighed helplessly, feeling grateful that it was the weekend because Carl had stopped her from going to work during weekends since they started dating, saying that he was going somewhere else and she wondered where that was.
After some minutes, Jack came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe and dialed his assistant to bring him a new set of clothes. He glanced at the girl who was trying not to look at him and he chuckled. " Clara?" he called out and went toward the mirror.
" Huh?" She stared at his back while wondering what he wanted to say.
" Ehm, about last night..., " He started and turned around to face her with a hairdryer in his hand.
" Huh? Did I do something last night?" Her eyes widened and rapidly, she ran toward him, checking his body from head to toe. She knew she could be out of control whenever got drunk.
" You don't remember?." Jack stared at her with knitted brows.
Clara chuckled awkwardly and ran a hand through her hair. " Y..yeah, I don't usually recall anything after getting sober."
" Oh." He nodded slowly and sighed inside. " Go and wash up. my assistant will bring clothes later." he gave her a small smile and turned toward the mirror again.
Clara nodded and looked down at her barefoot with a sigh, wondering if she really did something crazy last night as his expression was not bright as usual.
She sauntered toward the bathroom and closed the door then gazed at the mirror. " Urgh, this dress." She tugged at the place which had been itching her then finally removed the dress with great difficulty.
After she was done bathing, she wrapped her hair in a towel and put on a bathrobe, then sat down on edge of the bathtub, waiting for Jack to bring her the clothes.
Shortly after, she frowned and wondered why he had not brought the clothes yet. She stood up then went to the door and opened it slightly to call out to him when her eyes instantly widened. ' Oh my God!.' She opened the door wide and ran inside the bedroom.
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__ A Few Minutes Earlier __
Jack turned off the air dryer as he stood up and headed toward the door which was being knocked incessantly, feeling thankful that his assistant had come with the clothes in just a few minutes.
He unlocked the door and was about to turn the knob when it suddenly flew open with a bang, almost sending him to the floor. " What are you doing here?" His expression darkened as he glared at the man standing in front of him. wondering why he had suddenly appeared.
Carl clenched his fists as he gazed at him coldly. He had been dialing her number several times this morning which was not picked up and went to voicemail continuously. Then he suddenly received an anonymous email about the news that had started to spread in the city and his assistant later came with the newspapers which had finally confirmed his doubts. " Where is she!!!" He growled then strode inside the room as his hand flew to the guy's face.
Jack wiped the blood from his mouth and stood up from the floor with a chuckle. " What has that got to do with you, why would you care." He stood in front of him and Carl's face turned red with anger and he clenched his fists again.
" Stop it!!!" Clara shouted with widened eyes as she ran out of the bathroom and her eyes fearfully darted between the guys who were exchanging punches aggressively.
Carl's eyes turned to the girl as he heard her voice and gasped slightly. Then he slowly loosened his grip on Jack's neck. His heart burned with fury as he watched the water that was slowly trickling down from her face, down to her chest where he noticed some small red marks, and her bare legs were also dripping with water from where the bathrobe ends. ' Just what kind of a person are you, Clara?' his heart twisted and he gazed at her with an indescribable emotion.
Clara cowered back from his cold gaze as she felt the dark aura coming from him. she slowly looked down at her chest where his eyes were fixed on then her eyes widened instantly. ' Oh my God. ' she didn't realize that the itching fabric had left marks on her chest and shoulders.
Her eyes darted up with a gasp and she watched his expression that was turning dark with each second.