Devil’s Bride Episode 27


Hazel’s p.o.v

There was an aquarium by the wallside, which was so much bigger than the one in his office.

He must surely have a liking for it and then also the chair I was sitting on was super cool, you should know what I mean.

After some time, he returned with a tray containing two cups of coffee.

He already took off his suit jacket and tie with the shirt he had underneath remaining, whose sleeves he had neatly rolled up.

“Here.” He said as he placed the tray on the glass table before me.

“Thank you.” I muttered.

He sat on the chair next to the one I was sitting on, after taking his from the tray.

He sipped from his cup and I didn’t realize I was staring at him until he gestured at me to drink my coffee.

With slightly shaking hands, I picked up my own cup of coffee.

He took the opportunity to excuse himself so he could change when he noticed my uneasiness.

After he was gone, I looked down at my clammy palms.

“Will you stop shaking.” I whispered to them.

Knowing he might return back anytime, I quickly downed my coffee, which he made just the way I liked my coffee.

He returned back after some time, in an aquamarine sweater top and jean trousers.

“I should get going.”

“Let me drop you off.” He offered, picking up his car key which was lying on the table.

“But you said your left eye was hurting.”

“It stopped hurting now.”

During the drive to my place, he made a detour which I was quick to notice.

“Umm, I think you are taking the wrong route. You shouldn’t have turned, you should have continued straight ahead.” I voiced out.

“I’m not.”

“I know what I’m doing.” He said.

He drove on until we arrived at a restaurant whose name I read to be ‘Pammy’s Food city’.

Seeing this immediately reminded me of my hunger.

As we neared the restaurant, he slowed down and pulled over beside some other cars which were parked at the parking lot.

“We are both hungry, we should get something to eat.”

“Oh, alright.” I agreed.

If I say no, that wouldn’t change his mind and I was more than starving to turn down his offer.

“Do you always come here?” I asked him while we were seated at the back of the restaurant.

“No, this is my first time coming here. Just decided to come here since it was close by.”

Yeah right!

Rich people like him go to high class restaurant.

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Our order was placed before us a few minutes later by a very young waitress who shouldn’t be more than nineteen or so who kept winking at my boss in a stupid way.

Shaking my head, I took my fork and dug it into the pasta.

Their food was not bad and my boss seemed to enjoy the food he ordered too.

We left the place after we finished eating and not long after he started the car to drive me to my place, his phone started ringing with the caller ID displaying, Sandra.

He pressed a button on the bluetooth earpiece he had in his left ear before opening his mouth to speak.

She had actually called to ask him out for dinner that day which he declined, promising her another day.

He pulled over once we arrived at my place.

Thanking him, I got out of the car.

I was about to reach my door when through hindsight, I caught sight of a figure down the pathway. I instantly turned to look at the direction and there was the hooded guy again, now walking away.

Eventually, I might have to report to the cops but something keep telling me not to.

My living room and the other rooms looked very neat and didn’t look like the way I left them that morning, Benedicta must have dropped by, no wonder she called while I was at work, just that she didn’t tell me she was at my place. She always do this once in a while.

After taking my shower, I took out my favourite soft green t-shirt from my closet.

I walked over to my bed with it and when I was going to put it on, it slipped from my hands.

As I bent down to pick it up, my eyes caught sight of the jade bead I always saw on Andrew, at arm’s length under the bed.

“Couldn’t be it.” I tried to convince myself.

I stretched my hand to pick it up and it really was the one.

The fact that I didn’t see it there until that moment was surprising.

A/N: Andrew is her ex boyfriend.