The Best Friend's Contract novel Chapter 18

''Are you threatening me?'' I furrow my brows as the amount of stress are starting to radiate, leaving me sitting down on my seat—trying my best to just ignore her voice but it appears, she's good enough to annoy the hell out of me.

''I'm doing everything you're telling me to do! You asked me to get married and I'm getting married but now, you're making it a big deal just because I didn't show up to discuss about the caterers?'' I continue to speak, ''Give me a break, mother. For god's sake . . . I just need you to let me live a little. You're not even giving me a second to breathe,'' I groan, slightly annoyed.

She sighs, ''You're getting married next month.''

''I know and you don't need to remind me—I'm sorry but I'm really busy and I need to go,'' I reply before slowly hanging up the call, leaning my head back onto my seat. My eyes are getting tired from the lack of sleep and also from the amount of stress. This is why I didn't want to get married at such a young age when I'm still busy trying to alter my future.

Hours have passed and I didn't come to realise how time flies. My eyes wander out to the glass window to find the sky has darkened, leaving me glancing down at my wrist watch to look at the time . . . almost ten. Just as I turn to look at my laptop, I see how my work is only halfway done, which will take a few more hours to be settled.

I look up to find Flynn entering my office, ''Why are you still here? I thought I asked you to go home?'' I ask, not expecting to see him still working. My back feels strain from the hours spent bending down to look for files and type down the details in my laptop which leaves me leaning back, sighing deeply, again.

''I couldn't let you do your work alone,'' He replies. ''Here's your coffee. Please take care of your health, Mr. Ashton. I can finish it up for you in the morning,'' He adds which causes me to shake my head—not letting him finish my work. There's nothing wrong with him trying to help since he's my assistant but he has done my work to an extent, he would forget about his own health.

''I'm heading home and you should, too.'' I say and he nods, making his way towards the door before stopping.

''Have a good night, Mr. Ashton.'' He says.

''Goodnight,'' I reply, watching him leave the office until he is out of my sight—causing me to lean back on my seat, again. My eyes are wandering around the office at the mess from all the files on the ground and a few papers are scattered from trying to find the exact paperwork.

Just as I'm about to leave after picking up my car keys, I am suddenly hit by a sudden headache which causes me to close my eyes. A normal headache would always bother me from the lack of sleep and it has by far, concerned mother. I glance one more time at my wrist watch, not really having the strength to drive all the way home before suddenly, thinking of an idea.

I scroll down my phone to call Kenna.

''Kenna, are you home?'' I ask, as soon as she has picked up her phone.

''Yeah . . . I just arrived,'' She replies, hearing her closing the door to her apartment as she walks further inside, ''What's wrong? Do you want to stay the night?'' She asks.

Staying the night at Kenna's apartment has been nothing but something casual. At times, when I'm too tired to drive back to my own apartment, I would just stay the night at Kenna's apartment—my shirts are also there, also my other necessities such as my toothbrush.

The distance to her apartment from my office is lesser than to my own apartment which is one of the reasons why I'd stay the night, especially when I'd be too tired to drive back. She has never complained or anything as we've always been close; it's like a second home whenever I stay the night at hers.