Winning Her Heart Again

Chapter 48: I'm Not His wifeText property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"Any news?" I asked my team about the guy. We haven't found him. But we're trying our best.

"Actually, I already did search for him and even hired someone to catch him, but it seems like he already knows that we are looking for him," Jacob said while he was looking at his phone.

Then suddenly Erica stood up and went to my back. I turned around to see what she was doing and she touched the side of my painting.

"There's no time looking at that, Erica, " Ryan said, but she didn't listen.

"I think I found something," she said, showing us a very small camera. We all looked at each other.

I grabbed it and broke it on the floor. Someone is watching us from the start.

"Ma'am, this is new ", Rhian said, and I could see dread in their eyes.

That's the reason why that painting was not in its proper arrangement. Now I know why that person suddenly disappeared.

It seems like it's difficult for us to catch the mastermind of this.

"Everyone make sure that there's no other camera around us." I said, and they all stood up to go to their areas and check it.

I was left in this meeting room alone. That person is really trying me.

I stood up and looked at the painting. I couldn't think of anyone who would do this.

My phone rang, and I picked it up.

"Hello?" I sigh and look at the time.

"Hello?" No one was talking, and I was about to end the call.

"Jasmine," I heard his voice, and he seemed so sad. Why is he calling me right now?

"What do you want?" I coldly asked him, but he didn't answer. I was about to get angry when someone on the other end of the line talked.

"Hello, ma'am. This is Aero Bar staff. Your husband is so drunk, and I found your number saved in his phone. " My forehead is knotted. My husband? He's not my husband anymore. Why didn't he call his fiance? I have nothing to do with him now.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not his wife," I told the bar's crew.

"Sorry, ma'am. I just read your name on the contract, and it says here, wife." I sarcastically laughed. This is killing me. Maybe he mistook my number for Stacy's.

I really have no plan to go there or even help him out.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, ma'am, but he kept on saying that I should tell his wife to come here." I sigh and get my purse. Damn it!

Maybe we will be equal this time if I help him. He's just giving me headaches all the time.

"Fine, just give me a minute. I'll be there," I said and left the building to go to my car.

What is wrong with that man? I want to call Stacy, but I know she'll get mad at me again, and she might be thinking that we still have communication with each other. When I arrived at the entrance of the Aaero bar, my eyes caught him. He was resting the side of his face on the table while still holding a glass of drink.

I walk towards him.

"What the heck is your problem? You called my number." I placed my bag on the table, which made him look at me.

"Damn baby you came" he uttered. I was lost for words but soon recovered.

"After this, we were equal. You helped me that night, and I will help you this time, too, "I said, but he just kept staring at me.

"Common, I'll bring you to your house" I tried to help him stand up, but he was too heavy.

Damn this man! I get my purse, and we both walk while I support him. Why am I even doing this? I rolled my eyes.

"Shit! "I held the chair beside me when I felt that we were about to fall. When he's drunk, he's really a pain in the ass.

"Could you please be careful! Damn you!" I couldn't help but curse him. He just chuckled, and he didn't even dare to remove his stares at me, and I am so uncomfortable.

I opened the door of my car in the back seat, but he didn't want to come in.

"Get in!" I madly said because I was struggling to hold him. But he just shook his head.

"Front," he said, pointing to the front seat using his mouth.

I sigh, and we turn around to go there. He gets inside. I even put the seatbelt on him.

"What the heck are you doing?!' I pushed him away when he rested his head on my shoulder while I was putting the seat belt on him.

I hurriedly went to the driver's seat and started the engine.

"Bring me to my condo," he uttered, making my forehead knotted again. And he said the place.

"No, I'll bring you to your fiance. Stacy was your emergency contact, not me You don't know how busy I am today, " I said while driving. He just rested his back on the seat.

"Please bring me to my condo," he said, and I had no other choice but to take him there.

After driving for how many minutes, we already arrived at the place.

"Wake up, we're already here" I tried to shrug him, and he opened his eyes while smiling and looking at me. Damn him! He is out of his mind

I helped him get out of the car. And I was about to fall to the ground when I lost my balance but he caught me. His eyes were still the same. And our faces were too close to eachother. I can even smell his breath.

I hurriedly fixed myself and helped him walk inside to go to the elevator. How could he even catch me on time if he drank? He pushed the number eight, and we waited until we got there.

"Travis!" I tried to push him when he suddenly hugged me on my back, and he rested his head on my shoulder.

"Let go, Travis, I'm not kidding!" I firmly said, but he didn't let go.

"Travis!" I tried to remove his hands until the elevator opened, and he did it himself.

I hesitated to help him, but seeing him walking like that and about to fall from the ground. I helped him walk again.

We stopped in his room, and he opened it. I help him get inside his room and push him there. "You're heavy!" I complained, and I was about to leave when he caught my hand and pulled me beside him.