Mr.Right novel Chapter 35

Maverick didn't come back to the villa that night neither did he answer his phone calls.

I wait up for him, thinking he'll come in late and was working things out with his mom but give up when the time strikes Two in the midnight.

Maybe it's just a figment of my imagination, maybe it's real but I feel someone place a soft kiss on my lips when I fall asleep but was too tired from crying to open my eyes.

I jolt up from the bed the next morning, thinking yesterday was a nightmare, and reality dawns on me when I look at the space beside me on the bed and find it empty. Even the room feels empty.

His traveler's bag that was once resting at one side of the room is no longer there and neither is any of his other properties.

He left already.

Knowing he's probably on his flight back to Minneapolis, I rush out of bed to get ready to leave for the airport. We'll sort things out when I get home, I know we will.

I leave the house keys to the caretaker of the villa. A cap is worn on my head to prevent her from seeing my blood-red eye as I flag down a cab to the airport.

The flight was lonely and sad. I have no idea what's going to happen when I get back to the penthouse but whatever it is, I'm not ready for it. What he's going to say, how I'm going to react, I'm scared of it.

I should've known something like this was bound to happen. It's like I'm forbidden to be happy for a long period of time.

Maverick still doesn't pick up his calls when I get to Minneapolis and keeps going straight to voicemail. The situation is worsened as I find out he didn't come to the penthouse either. His room shows no sign of him plus everywhere is looking dark and deserted, just like my soul at the moment.

A headache slices through my skull and I feel dizzy for a second, concluding a shower would do me good right now.

It doesn't.

Two sleepless nights later, there's still no sign of him and it's already beginning to get to my head. The first person I would've run to is Jim but he needs a break from me, a break from my drama. I would not be a part of his responsibility anymore and I need to handle my own mess on my own this time.

My phone rings in the middle of the night on one of my sleepless nights and I dive for my phone, hoping it's from one person but I'm disappointed when I see Jim appear on the caller ID.