Repeating Time For The Perfect Revenge

Chapter 27's

I could faintly see a bright light at the end of the hallway. Timothee really protected me until the end. He didn't even let go or loosen his arms at me until we actually reached the end of this terrible passage.

The atmosphere felt a little awkward between us as soon as the man let go of his embrace.

“You all right?” tanyakanya.

Maybe that awkwardness is just me feeling it. It looks ordinary. No. gabe. Her face really looked worried this time.

“You look pale,” he said as he watched my face closely.

I laughed awkwardly. I don't know how to deal with something like this. In my previous life, I only saw him seem worried when he just kept silent to see me who was poisoned.

My mind seemed to be back to clear.  The revenge that was raging in my heart was burning again. I took off her hand that tried to touch my face.

“I'm fine,” I said as I glanced the other way.

Timothee pulled out her hand that I had already brushed away. He was silent for a moment.

“Good if you're okay. Have we played our game today? After all, the day is also already afternoon,” he said while staring at the sky that already looks infinite.

I want to say that word. But I'm not satisfied playing. I can't always go out and play like this.

I recall the days when I had to work hard to keep my father's company on the brink of bankruptcy after his death. Lucy and her mother couldn't help. They just continue to drain the contents of the bag I laboriously collected for their pleasure alone.

The Timothee I thought would help me because I had been in a similar job first, turned out to be completely unhelpful. But stupidly, I still believe that one day he can help me solve the financial problems of the company my father passed on to me. The trust that led me to death once I managed to save the company with great difficulty.

“Do you not want to go home yet?” tanyakanya.

The question was to break my banquet which remembered the past. I realized that I could not get any closer to the man standing in front of me right now.

“No. Let's just go home,” I said as I turned around and walked away.

***

There was only silence between us until I arrived at my house. No thanks came out of my lips as I got out of the man's car. I just kept quiet until the man drove his car away from my house.

It was dark when I arrived at my house. I didn't even tell my dad at all about where I was going and with whom.

“Where are you out of?”

The question my father asked with a sharp look was the welcome I received as soon as I opened my door. I thought he would interrogate me like this.

“From the amusement park with Timothee,” I said in a flat tone.

His expression slowly began to soften. I laughed it in my heart. Although he is my father, but I will never be his top priority. The first place is his business and no one will be able to shift it.

I know that he loves me. Merely, I still could not accept that the middle-aged man who had raised me was so numbering his company together above all else.

“Good you guys are getting closer. You will later become husband and wife.”

After saying this, he left me and went into his study. I can only laugh blandly. I laughed at my own fate.

Drrr.... Drrt....

The phone in my pocket vibrated. I took it out of my pocket. There seemed to be a short message that had just entered my phone.

‘From Alexander:

You seem to be having fun today.’

I paused for a moment and thought. I smiled disdainfully when I realized that maybe he followed me and Timothee to the amusement park today.

Drrr... Drrr....

One short message came back into my phone. It was a message sent by the same person as before.

Are you really serious about breaking off your engagement to Timothee. You guys seem to be fine.’

I just read the message without replying to it at all. I wanted to make her feel hard after rejecting my deal offer last time.

Drrr.... Drrr...

The man sent me a short message for the third time.

‘From Alexander:

You toying with me?’

I laughed out loud. I was really satisfied with his reaction. I didn't expect that man would follow me and Timothee to the amusement park, then send me a short message like this.

‘Who told me you refused?’ my inner.

My feelings are much better than before. I put both my feet in my room. I want to clean myself up, then rest.

***

“What are you doing?!”

My voice rose as soon as I saw one of the maids in my house just stirring the white water that was on the nightstand beside my bed. The incident when I was poisoned after drinking a glass of water I found on the nightstand by my bed came back through my mind.

The maid's face paled. It was like he had been caught doing something wrong.

“No, Miss. It's not what you think,” he said trying to calm me down with a vibrating voice.

But that only made my suspicion even greater. Fear approached me as he walked closer to me.

“Please!” I screamed loudly without a second thought.

He grew increasingly anxious and accelerated his pace closer towards me. I pushed my steps away from him.

“Please!” yell again.

A slight sense of relief infiltrated into my chest cavity as soon as I heard the footsteps of several people approaching towards me. The maid, who had wanted to get closer to me, turned her back and immediately ran out of my room.

BUKK!!

He collided with the people who emerged from behind my bedroom door. Although he fell, he immediately stood up and rushed out of my room.

“Catch him!” father's orders.

Although my father did not know what had happened, but he could understand that something was not right from the behavior of the maid. The people who entered with my father, especially the men, immediately ran after him to catch him.

I could feel my body shaking violently. I even fell on the floor of my room.

“Alicia!”

My father immediately ran up to me. He held both of my shoulders and asked.

“What happened?” ask her with a worried look.

I'm not talking. I just pointed at the glass of water that was on the nightstand beside my bed. I was too surprised to explain everything to my father.

“Why?” My father took the glass of water I pointed at.

“It drink first.” He gave me the glass of water I had pointed at.

I stared at him in disbelief. How could he tell me to drink water that made me scream in fear?