Trapped in the Love of the President

Chapter 53

Amira POV

The incoming sunlight pierced my eyes through the bedroom window. The sun was already shining with its heat piercing to the skin, indicating that it was already noon. I woke up with a heavy head. I held my head and looked around me. Slender.

I was lazy to wake up, but I remembered last night. I got out of my bed and looked for someone, Vincent.

I knocked on the bathroom door in the room. There's no answer. There was also no sound of water. I opened the bathroom door and Vincent wasn't there.

I walked out of the room. Look for it in the living room, in the mini bar, in the workspace, in the wine cellar and in the Jacuzzi pool. The figure I was looking for didn't exist at all.

I'm looking for my phone to call Vincent. "Ah I forgot, my phone will be left in Tiffany's room! Aish!" I was angry with myself. I messed up my own hair.

I walked into the bedroom again and threw my body on the bed, staring at the ceiling of the room.

"Did Vincent hate me and leave me now?" I muttered anxiously, because remembering last night Vincent didn't rub me when he finished coming out of the bathroom.

At that time I was also only half conscious, because I felt my body was not good. I fell asleep and did not remember what happened next. I just vaguely heard Vincent say that he was going, but went where. I don't remember and don't hear it.

My tears began to flow from my eyes, thinking of Vincent who might hate me until he decided to leave me.

It's only natural that Vincent hates me, let alone remember the events of last night that left me feeling ashamed and inferior.

"Vin. I really like you," I muttered softly in between my tears.

Tong Ting!

Tong Ting!

The doorbell of the room sounded. I immediately got out of bed and ran out of the room.

"Ah, that must be Vincent! He's back, "my mind is trying to encourage me.

I opened the door of the room. My wide-ranging cheer and smile that I was pointing at Vincent faded away to see a woman dressed in a hotel uniform standing at the door carrying a trolley filled with food.

"Miss, this is an order from Mr. Zhang. Can I bring him in?" ask the woman who turned out to be the hotel attendant.

The hotel attendant came in and arranged the food he brought on the dining table. After that, he bowed his body and left the room.

I closed the door and walked lazily into the bedroom again. Throwing my body back on the bed. I have no appetite at the moment, for what Vincent ordered food while he is not here.

"Vincent's? Vincent ordered food?" I get out of my bed.

I hit my own head, "Why didn't I ask the hotel attendant?"

I immediately grabbed the phone in the room and pressed the operator button.

"Hello with Diana here, how can I help you?" said the receptionist who picked up my phone.

"Ah that, Diana's mother. I'd like to ask if there's a message from Mr Zhang for me?" ask me to the hotel receptionist.

"Sorry Miss. Mr. Zhang didn't leave any message to us" he said, making me even sadder.

"Oh well.. ah. do you know where Mr Zhang is going?" I was hoping the receptionist knew where Vincent was. Actually, it's a pretty silly question. A receptionist knows where his guests are going. I sighed after asking that stupid question.

"Ah sorry, forget it," I said slowly not getting an answer from him.

"Mh.. Miss. I can only tell you that early in the morning Mr. Zhang booked a flight ticket to Serenity City through us" the receptionist hesitated to inform.

"For the eleven o'clock flight," he answered. I glanced at the clock on the nightstand that showed at one o'clock in the afternoon.

"Ah okay. Thank you, Miss Diana," I hung up.

It turns out Vincent hates me and doesn't want me anymore. He returned to Serenity City. I exhaled my breath rough. I sat on the floor of the room and cried in silence until I fell asleep tired of crying.

A few hours later, I woke up from my sleep. I fell asleep on the floor of the room. I stood up and staggered, holding my head that felt heavier. I held my head, it felt a little warm. I think I have a fever.

I walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water. My throat was so dry that I had a hard time making my voice. A whole day of crying made my voice disappear and hoarse.

My stomach rang, I felt very hungry. I remember the hotel attendant bringing me food. I haven't touched her at all. I held my stomach which kept ringing.

"Yes, I'll fill you in" I said, stroking my stomach.

I walked towards the dining table. On the table are three types of food. I opened the cover one by one. All the food looks delicious at the moment, but unfortunately it is cold. Then I opened the last dessert, I rounded my eyes to see my favorite dessert, Red Velvet.

Beside him, there was a piece of pink-colored paper that folded to form a heart. I took the paper, unfolded it and read the contents.

Dear Ami, please,

**When you read this, I may be on the plane to Serenity. Sorry I wasn't waiting for you to wake up first. There's urgent business there, so I need to get home soon.

I'm sorry I went too far last night to make you have a fever and shock. Don't forget to eat and take your medicine. The cure is on the bedside. Wait for me to come home, Ami.

I will miss you from now on...

Love You's

Your Vincent ❤

P.S: My apartment password is the date of the first day we met

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My tears flowed reading the letter. Not tears of sadness but tears of happiness. I was so excited to read the letter. I was stupid to conclude everything myself. It turns out Vincent doesn't hate me.

I hugged the pink paper in my chest. I smiled broadly. Had I read this letter immediately from earlier, my tears would not have been in vain.

"I will miss you from now on too, Vin," I muttered softly and smiled.

The End of Amira POV

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