Meet Lawrence
803 Words
Cindy took me home to my condo. While on the road I silently stared out the window with so much pain in my heart.
She silently turns to me while driving. “Margaux. . . ” she started. She held my hand. “Why, Cindy? What have I done wrong in our relationship?
Why do I have to be hurt like this? ” Gradually tears welled up in my eyes.
“No. You have done nothing wrong. If anyone whose responsible for this, that's him! ” The unspeakable anger was also evident in her voice. “He is the one who lost and not you. You do not deserve such a kind of jerk. It is good that you knows everything. ”
I heave a deep sighed nodded.
It has been two hours since Cindy left my unit but I still do not feel sleepy. I will never forget the scene at the restaurant. Today, there are no more tears to fall. I promise not to cry for the same reason— I promised myself that those last tears would fall on me and I would never be hurt again.
I MADE myself busier in the office the next few days.
“Bestie, is everything okay with your wedding?” I asked between slicing the grilled pork chop on my plate. Cindy invited me to have dinner outside tonight.
“I’m working on your gowns. I want you to wear something a little daring, she said while her eyes were glowing.
“What are you! You may even be bitten by your bridesmaids. You should be the only one who is beautiful there.” I chuckled.
“No. Of course, my gown is also look fancy gorgeous for me just because Carick thinks so. ” She even touched her both cheeks then shook her head.
I just rolled up my eyes and continuing my food.
“We will do the fitting of your gown this coming Saturday. Carick's cousin is with you to fit his too. Oh, bestie, he's so handsome! My gosh!” she said with a red face.
“Tsk. Here we you again, Cindy. I don't want to be linked to boys yet. I want to focus on our family business, I said with a smile.
“Hmp. I just want you to enjoy your life. Also, bestie, Lawrence seems to be single now. That's all. . . I heard, he's a certified Casanova and many women are chasing and crying for him. ”
“See. He is such a playboy. ” I lightly shook my head.
“Well, despite that, he’s a good catch. I met him at their family reunion and Carick took me to their resort,” she said, still thrilled.
I just shook my head and continued eating seems not interested at all.
SATURDAY COMES. I scheduled a gown fitting. Lucky to have a generously proportioned body, so I'm not used to dieting.
I got out of the car wearing a white long sleeve polo and spaghetti top underneath. I just matched it with black skinny jeans and a white stiletto. I let my wavy hair blow over my shoulder. Wearing my sunglasses I went straight into the boutique owned by Cindy.
“Good morning, Lenny!” I opened the receptionist at the front desk.
“Good morning, Miss Margaux.”
“Ah, is Cindy already there?”
“Not yet, ma'am, but he seems to be on the way.” she answered.
“Thanks!” I turned my back on her and roaming around the boutique. I see a lots of dresses and mannequins displayed near the glass window. I can say Cindy is successful. This has always been her dream — to become a famous fashion designer.
I was busy looking at the clothes when the man who had just entered the boutique caught my attention. A man in his late twenties, wearing a blue long sleeve polo and black jeans. He slowly walked toward the front desk, full of authority.
I immediately frowned when I met the man Lenny was talking to today.
“Hi, I'm looking for Miss Cindy Fajardo?” I even heard the man ask.
“Are you Mr. Lawrence Saavedra? ” Lenny asked uneasily in the seat.
“Yes.”
“She’s on her way now. Maybe you want coffee or tea first? ” She offered with a huge smile on her face.
My eyebrows rose at what Lenny had done. Why me, he did not even offer water?
“No, thanks. I’ll just wait here, the man said in a baritone voice and sat down on one of the couches there.
“Okay, sir.” Lenny's smile immediately faded from her lips, and she returned to her working table.
I secretly smiled because Lenny's strategy did not work.
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