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????A Cinderella doesn’t have to be a princess????
✍️ Written By Precious Pinky????
????Chapter Seventeen [17]????
????Ruby’s Pov????
Grrrrrrrgh!
Grrrrrrrgh!
I shut down the alarm and laid flat on the bed.
My back was against the soft mattress as my gaze rested on the ceilings.
Thinking about what happened yesterday had my heart racing. I was kind of getting so nervous in seeing Malcolm after the tension that had taken place between the both of us.
I know most of you would hate me for my decision yesterday… honestly, I hate myself as well.
But sometimes you have to make a very difficult decision that will leave you wondering if you’d actually made the right one or not.
I won’t say I made the right decision because I don’t even know but I do know one thing…
I did it for him.
Mr Joe was right. Revealing myself to him will only cause harm than good.
I don’t want that for Malcolm. I don’t want to damage his career and reputation.
My phone suddenly dinged bringing me out of my trance.
I snapped my head to its direction and grabbed it from the table side.
I turned the phone on and stare down at the text.
It was a text from Mr Joe.
Mr Joe: Don’t forget our agreement, Ms Darlings.:)
I sighed de-eply as I sat upright on the bed.
How can I forget our agreement when it’s what I think about every time.
I sluggishly got out of bed and walked out of the room but before I did, I had sent Mr Joe a reply.
Me: Of course, I won’t????:-[
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“Take care, okay?” I say to Tyson as he finishes his food and was already getting ready for school.
He smiled. “I will. And you too, big sis.” He stretched out his arms wide open for me.
I knelt down on my both knees so I could be on the same level with him.
“Come on.” He urged me to hug him.
I chuckled before wrapping him in my arms and hosting him very tight.
I know I have said this like for a hundred times now but I don’t think k I can ever stop saying it.
Because honestly, I love my brother more than anything.
Sometimes I wonder why ‘that man’ didn’t stay for a little while and watch his son grow before leaving.
Maybe if he had done just that…he wouldn’t have had the courage to leave because Tyson was going to tame his heart.
Tyson was a tamer. That was a little gift he had.
Speaking about taming….
I quickly shook the thought of my head before I could even start thinking about it.
I can’t believe such a nasty thought almost got into my head.
I won’t use Tyson for my own advantage. I won’t put him in an uncomfortable situation where he would feel pressured.
“I love you, you know that right?” He says still in my arms.
“I love you more, my pumpkin.”
“Always take care of yourself. You are the only one I have now. I don’t want to lose you like I lose mother and sister Jennifer. I want to always be my your side and you by my side.” He pulled out of the embrace and was staring at my face now. “You want to stay by my side, right?”
I drenched up a smile as I tried my possible best not to cry.
I can’t cry in front of Tyson. I don’t want him to start crying along with me. He was always fond of that.
“Of course I do want you by my side. Who would I want if not you, my pumpkin?”
“Thank you for not abandoning me like the way Sister Jennifer did.”
Oh my poor brother!
I kind of felt guilty. If I hadn’t disown Jennifer, maybe she would still be living with us now. Even though she still treat us like she always did…
She will still be around us.
And that was the most important thing.
“I would never abandon you.” That was a promise.
Tyson didn’t know that his dad had also abandoned him just when he was born.
If he did then he would only see himself as a failure and I don’t want him to think himself as that.
“I should get going now. Aunty Cherry will take you to school, alright?”
He nods his head with a smile on his cute chubby face.
Tyson wasn’t fat but he still had a chubby face. He was damn cute!
I ki-ssed him on his both cheeks and left the house.
Patrick was already waiting for me. I hopped into the car and smiled at him.
“Good morning, Patrick.”
“Good morning. How was your night?”
“It was….fine.”
“You hesitated.” He points out.
I laughed. “It wasn’t that bad. You seem to be in a good mood.”
He shrugged. “Why wouldn’t I when Mr Malcolm replied to my greetings for the first time ever.” And with that he drove off.
“What’s so special there?” I was confuse.
“It’s Mr Malcolm we are talking about here, Ms Ruby. So yeah, it’s special.”
I knitted my brows at him. “Ms Ruby?”
“What?”
“You just called me Ms Ruby, Why?”
“Well, we were asked to call you that.”
This should definitely be Mr Joe’s handwork.
“You don’t need to call me Ms Ruby. Just call me Ruby. Please.”
“Are you sure because I don’t want trouble.”
I rolled my eyes. “Ruby is fine by me.”
“Alright, Ms….I mean, Ruby.”
I smiled. “Much better.”
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“Thanks for the ride.” I say, jumping out of the car.
“It’s my job.” That was his reply.
I walked into the mansion and dropped my bag on a couch. I look around the quiet living room and saw no sign of the guys.
Don’t tell me they are still asleep by this time!
I glance down at the watch around my wrist and it reads; 7:20.
This guys are fu-cking kidding me.
Do they think it’s easy going from one room to another just to wake them up? Huh?
I am human too. I also feel sleepy sometimes.
I can’t remember the last time I had a good night sleep.
I can’t go from one room to another just to wake them up.
that’s more stressful!
An idea suddenly comes into mind. I grinned at the splendid idea and made my way to the video player.
“Let’s get the party started!”
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????Kara’s Pov????
I was still feeling very sleepy but I needed water. My throat itch.
I walked over to the kitchen and brou-ght out a jug of water from the refrigerator.
The maids were busy with one thing or the other.
I don’t know why exactly I didn’t order the maids to get me a water instead of punishing myself this way.
I poured the water inside a glas-scup and was going to gulp it down when I heard my father’s voice.
His study room was close to the kitchen.
Although the walls of the house were soundproof but I guess my dad forgot to make the walls in the kitchen soundproof as well.
“….Does the a-ssistant know yet?” He didn’t say anything for a while. I guess the receiver was speaking now.
“Alright. Announce it to her now. It would be for two weeks. Yeah. This concert is very important. And so is the trip.”
My eyes wide-ned in shock. The trip?
What trip?
Was my dad planning to destroy I and Malcolm’s relationship? Doesn’t he know that long distanced relationship was what kill fast-er? And secondly, I hate it!
I pushed open the door of his study room and glared at him as a single tear dropped down my face.
That made my dad drop whatever he was doing and rushed to my side.
“Kara, are you alright? Did Malcolm male you cry again? Talk to me, love.”
I shook my head. “It isn’t him this time around. In fact he did absolutely nothing wrong but someone very close to me did!”
“Someone close to you?”
“Yeah. And tell me dad, if I tell you who tat person is, what would you do?”
“I will surely make that person’s life miserable.
I tsked. “Too bad one can’t hurt himself.”
“What do you mean by that?” He asked confuse.
“What do you intend to do, dad?”
“What at you saying?”
“Why do you want to take mal from me! You know how much I love him. I can’t be without him for just one day so why do you intend to take him away, hah?”
He sighed de-eply which only means one thing…
He knew exactly what I was talking about
“I have no choice. I had to do it. It’s for the best.”
“And how about me?” He didn’t say anything. “Mal isn’t going anywhere.” I say sternly.
“If you care about Mal then you will be helping instead of being mean.” He says.
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#TBC.