Chapter 10

"I do not know what happened to you. Seriously you are getting on my nerves." 

"I am sorry. Really sorry …. you know …. I just …." 

"Just what? Listen you either tell me what is really bothering you? Or else forget that there is a friend next to your door." 

And Kelsey left aggressively from the changing room. She looked pissed and why she would not? I left the hospital in such haste that I could not give her a call and inform her that I was leaving. 

Disgust! 

And then she was avoiding me. After she leaves, I returned to the kitchen, as usual , my hands belonged to the knife and I took it and began cutting, smearing then grilled and served. 

"What have you done?" Kneedy arrived when a customer complained. 

"How could you do it? What are these uneven pieces of chicken? How could you approve them for serving?" 

He was tempering on me hard but everything I took in deaf ears and turned blind. My head was jammed thinking of the accidental situation of meeting Avann and now what would he think of me? 

"The Runaway Girl," I thought. 

Next to me still stood Mr. Kneedy taking up all his effort to admonish me but who's gonna tell him that I hardly care? 

Merci! 

Another one arrived and this time the person was familiar, she put the plate with a thud and contentiously. 

"The customer from belle vou wanna see the Chef for this dish." 

"Ahhhh …. here arrives the disaster," Kneedy uttered when Kelsey left. 

"Why…. what happen?" 

"Do you know who is in the belle vou?" 

Basically, belle vou is the name allotted to a room for secret meetings or for a confidential talk. It was named after Mr Nicholas had an affair with an Italian lady whose name was Bellev but later found that it was just a bluff. 

"So, who is present there?" 

"Mr. Nicholas's son and he, himself with few other delegates." He said and I buzzed off.

"I can't go there." 

"But why?"

"They are asking for the chef, clearly they wanna complain." 

"Please …. Can you go there on behalf of me? Plzz" I begged and Mr. Kneedy transformed into a 'Never' attitude for me. There was at least now no way or chance to skip going there. 

Carrying the tray in my hand, I was taking baby steps, wanting and hoping that something would happen to me now, wishing I could collapse into the ground but the door of belle vou was nearby. 

I gulped the lump and the wide door opened. Thankfully Mr Avann Nichloas was not present there but other delegates were talking to each other. The reason they called me was still unknown and I just stood there with a tray in my hand. Kneedy whispered in my ear, "Look at this plate. You served him and I'm sure he must be vomiting now, or perhaps left his seat because of you. Once he enters, ask apologies." 

Sweat and panic erupted in my body. My hands and feet were shaking in dear. What will happen if he discovers me that I work here? I still cannot forget what he spoke that day, why does he need me? To sleep again? That's impossible …never gonna happen …...

By the moment when I was into bizarre thoughts, I felt like he was coming here, taking no chance, I picked up a glass of water and moved closer to the door. From a long distance, I could grasp an image of his face, he was sliding his phone and finding that opportunity, I acted like I was drinking water but intentionally, I tilted the glass of water, and a faction of seconds when he was entering, the water fell in his shoes and glass broke on the floor. Chaos emerged and finding the right circumstance, I excused myself and told, "Let me fetch a towel." 

"Jean…" Mr Bossy screamed but I could not do anything. I ran straight to a good nice place, just to hide from that fucking situation. 

And taking a glass of water, to release my stress, I turned only to find Mr Kneedy stood galling at me. His angry-tempered eyes were into and in maybe with his one clutch, he might kill me. 

"What kind of disgusting behavior was it? Tell me you did it purposely?" He asked looking for an answer from my mouth.

"Trust me, the glass slipped…" 

"Oh really? You think me as a fool?" 

"I do." I wished I could say that, but instead, he gave me the towel and strictly told me "Ask apologies from him. NOW!!!!!!" 

"I can't…please" I begged. 

"You should have thought before doing that treachery." 

He literally dragged me and pushed me in a room where he was there. The door closed and I was standing there with some pieces of clothes and a towel in my hand and ... 

And …... 

And I was numbed. Not now …. specifically, not now …. just cannot face him now. And I wanted a miracle to happen but magic, fairy, tricks were never in my dictionary. 

"What will he do when he discovers that I'm a chef here in his own hotel?" 

The knob of the washroom creaked and he came out. 

All drenched and wet, the sexy hot guy was staring at me and so was I. His hairs were wet and only his bottoms were covered with a white towel, soaking all water, his chest was empty, bare. My eyes were frozen just simply gazing at him. His masculine features made me blush in shock and all those past scenes flashed. 

I cannot resist but to think again to commit the same mistake I did before. The mistake was worthy to remember and cherish forever. 

"Mystic…. what a surprise!" 

I heard my fake name. 

He came closer to me. My eyes were still fixed on me and mines too. 

"What are you doing here? He asked and watched me with an inscrutable gaze.