CHAPTER 69

CHAPTER 69

I love you.
It has been two long days when he said that to me. It never left my mind. It’s continuously repeating and replaying how he said it. How his eyes looked and how my body and my heart react to it. I remember every detail from that night.

After he said that love bomb, I saw Jem and Martha who were watching us.

"Bring him home. Put ice on his knees or massage it." I said, looking at them. I made it sure that my eyes are nothing. "I listened to him already." I added.

I did not look at Emerson when I stood up and tried everything to stay firm as possible because I know that if I do, I might lose the fight I've been fighting.

Martha and Jem approached Emerson to help him and he reached for them. His legs wobbled and that's when I almost ran to him and help him stand. I gritted my teeth. Pride.

Two days. That's how long he's not contacting me.

When my friends talk me in to keep myself busy, I bury myself with a lot work in the office. I even checked every account that Jem's Construction handles.

Even during lunch breaks.
After that incident, he never contacts me.

That's your fault Love. You threw him away like garbage. What do you expect? That he'll crawl back to you?

"You can always go to him." Jem interrupted my thought.

He approached me as he put down a folder on my desk.
"Don't deny it. You're thinking of him, aren't you?" He asked, making me roll my eyes.
I nodded.

"Tomorrow is his mother's birthday party. I think you're invited." He said as he put down an invitation on my desk.


To my Emerson's girlfriend.
It was hand written at the back of the invitation. Looking down the table, I look at it intently.

"It won't disappear." He teased. "Look inside." He added.

"But I'm not his girlfriend." I said, pushing slowly the invitation.
It feels wrong if I'll open it.

"You are not but then you are supposed to be his girlfriend tomorrow."He added.

"You agreed to him, remember?" Jem added.

I looked at him intently, see if his lying. Again.

"I get it. I'm sorry for setting you up." He said, looking at me with truthiness in his eyes. "But what I said is true." He added.
"Here, you can call Esme and ask if she's the one who invited you." He said, offering his cell phone.

When I look down, it has Esme Triumph's contact number. I sighed.
I sighed and opened the invitation, a small piece of paper drops.

I look at Jem but he just shrugs. "Esme personally gave me the invitation and specifically told me that it should be delivered at the right person." He said before looking away to give me some privacy.

To my son’s girlfriend,
I'm sorry I don't know your name because Emerson wouldn't tell me. I almost thought that it’s just for a show. But I am hoping that you are real and would attend this old woman's birthday party tomorrow. That would be an amazing night if you would come. Thank you.
Love,
Esme

Sighing, I look at him.

"Fine. I'll go." I said, making him smile. "But don't say it to you best friend." I added.

"Okaaaaaaay! I'll be the one to pick you up." Jem exclaimed. He really looked happy.

"Whatever." I added and making it sure to roll my eyes on him.

Emerson pov
Goodness! I miss her.
Two days.
It’s been two days since I left her apartment and give her space.

I don't know what to do. I wanted to see her. I'm getting frustrated.
You want to stalk her again, Emerson. That's what your frustration would want you to go.

"What is this!" I shouted at my marketing head.

"I told you to create a different marketing strategy! The one that doesn't exist in the market!" I yelled, throwing away the papers in the space. You're lucky I didn't throw it on your face. I thought to myself.

For the last two days, I know my employees feels like they're in hell. I do not like seeing even a single mistake.

"I-I'm sorry Mr. Triumph." My marketing head said. "I'll do it." He added as he picks up every paper on the floor.

"Leave." I said, this time, more calm.

I turn my chair to facing the window. I looked at the busy street of New York, try to think on how to ease this anger I'm feeling.

Massaging my temple, my mind told me, Find another girl.
What if Love came to you and you're with another girl. You will just cause her another pain.
And if you don't, you'll get frustrated every possible time.
That won't do you any good at all.

Love pov

"Don't forget tomorrow okay?" Jem said when he saw me going inside my car.

"Yeah.." I replied. He smiled and waved his hand. I did the same.
"I need to find a dress." I said to myself, before starting the ignition.

Emerson pov

"Hello brother." Dylan, my brother said when I entered my penthouse.
Groaning, "What are you doing here?" I said. I'm pissed so I don't have time to play around.

"Whoa!" He exclaimed making me roll my eyes. "I'm just here to tell you that mom is expecting you to come tomorrow on her party which you arranged." He said as he went on the bar stool and put down his brandy.

"I'll come tomorrow." I simply stated. "Anything else?" I added when I saw his face that looks like a question mark drawn.

He looked around my living room and back to me. "Where are the vases and ceramics? Your living room looks like an empty place." He asked, making me look at him with growl eyes.

He raised his hands. "Anyway, I'll go ahead." Dylan said, as he walks towards the elevator.

He turned his head back. "By the way, mom said to tell you and I quote tell him to bring his girlfriend." He added before going inside the lift.

Now, I'm getting more frustrated.
Who would I bring tomorrow?
That's why I told you to find another girl.
Overnight? That's not possible.
I don't like some escort to pose as my girlfriend. She'll meet my family.

Crizza? Huh! I don't think so.

Love pov

"Good evening, Love. What a pleasant surprise." My mom said as she walk towards me and do a motherly hug. "I miss you." She added.

"Miss you too." I replied.

I decided to stop by at her store and see if I can have a dress for tomorrow's event.

"So what brings you here? it’s a long drive." Mom asked. She's wearing black fitted slacks, a red blouse and black high heeled shoes.

Fashion.

"Ahhh...I'll be attending a party tomorrow. I think I'll find a suitable dress here." I said, walking towards the racks of dresses.

"That's so thoughtful." Mom said. "Anyway, what party is this that we are talking about?"She asked.

"Emerson's mother's birthday party." I replied.

"Oh!" She exclaimed. "Your mother in-law's birthday party huh?" She teases.

"Mom!" I reacted. "She not my mother in law." I said.

"Not.. Yet.." She replied as I look at the dresses and try to look at it in the mirror.

"I think I have a perfect dress for this party." Mom said. "Come here." She added as she motions me to follow her.
I trust my mom's designs. Almost every office clothes I have, it’s her master pieces. That is my way of helping her in her store.

My friends also shops here as well as my assistant when she asked me one time as to where I'm buying my clothes and that she would want to try.

When my mom showed me the dress. My mouth opens in awe.

"That. Is. So. Gorgeous." I said.

It’s a nude color long dress with a high slit at the right side. A web like top of tops. It’s simple and yet shouts elegance. The back of it has crystal details. It’s very alluring.

"It’s perfect." I said to my mother.

"Thank you." Mom said, as she gave it her assistant to wrap it up. It fit’s me perfectly because every clothes in her store is my size. Every first designs she shows, it’s my size.

"Thanks mom! You're the best." I said, as I hug her.

"The dress isn't for free." Mom said.

"Of course." I replied as I bring my wallet out of my bag. She grins.

"I'm just kidding you know?" She said as she walks over her table.

"I insist on paying." I said as I give my credit card on the cashier.

"Don't accept it." Mom said to the cashier and she nodded.
"By the way." Mom said as she approached me with a paper bag on her hand. "Give it to Emerson's mother. It’s a birthday gift from me." She said as she handed me the gift and my dress' paper bag.

"Alright. Thank you mom." I said as I hug her again.