Lie To Me

Chapter 8: 08

"Here." Hans handed me a glass of water.

I accepted that but did not drink. I just put it on my thigh and slid down my fingers on the body of the

glass. I was dumbfounded while doing that.

I was shocked by what happened last night. I was just on the side of the road for an hour and crying.

Releasing all the frustration inside me.

Reysa called me but I was not able to answer. I just cried and cried until I could drive again.

I drove straight to Manila. I didn't even go through the house to say goodbye and pick up my

belongings, I just texted Mama that I had returned to Manila because there was an emergency at work.

And now, I am here at Hans’ pad, still shock from what happened earlier.

I immediately went straight to cry and complain. As well as blaming him for forcing me to leave work.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

I shook. I also can't lie that I'm okay with the state I look like now.

I'm a mess.

My eyes are fluffy and my voice is also crack from crying. With that, he knew right away that I wasn't

okay.

I sighed.

"We met," I said instead.

A tear rolled down on my cheeks. I can't seem to get my eyes tired of crying.

I thought I was done with this situation, not yet.

Fuck! Just one Jia made my heart disappear immediately. Just one approach to me makes my brain

stop working immediately; my whole system was immediately in turmoil even though it was his voice

and I hadn't seen his face yet.

"What happened?" He asked.

Concern is evident in his voice.

"I was with Reysa at Resto Grill last night; we were catching up and then suddenly he came. He said

he wanted to talk to me, Reysa didn't agree so they lost. But before it got worse, I left. I ran away. " I

said.

Reminiscing my bad disposition last night makes me cry even more.

I can't understand myself why I still react like this. That after more than a year that person still has the

same effect on me. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

"And?"

I shook my head. "I drove here after I cried on the side of the road."

That was not the first encounter I imagined. I visualized myself to be strong when that time comes, I

want him to see that I am no longer the weak woman he played with just a year ago. I want him to see

how what he has done has affected me.

I wanted him to see how I stood from that fall.

Not yours like last night. I just want to bury myself underground, because until now I still have the gaga

to make that person cry like this.

"I'm sorry. I should have believed you when you said you are not ready to be home yet. Sorry, Ja, if I

forced you to do what you don't want." He said, embracing me.