Chapter 10

Elodre was trembling terribly, weeping with both hands on her eyes.

"Don't you dare say that about my mother!!" He yelled, shoved her arm away and she fell to the floor. "Whore!!"

He got out of the room and slammed the door while Elodre lay on the floor, her eyes aching excruciatingly, head banging as she sobbed uncontrollably.

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Lying down made the lump on Jigyasa's head hurt more, and she winced in response to the pain. Weston didn't know what he'd done to her. She glanced at him and realized he wasn't sleeping. He was just lying down having only his shorts on.

The pain was striking her badly and was affecting her eyes, making her restless. Then she concluded in her head that she'd never forgive him.

At some point, she sat and placed her palms on her forehead. Her temperature had accelerated and the lump was hotter. Just a slight feeling on it hurt as hell. What annoyed her most was that he never noticed her. He was still furious, breathing heavily, and seemed to be lost in thoughts.

She could try touching the lump with ice to ease the pain and swell.

Oh, gosh! She mumbled. She just needed his attention which was nowhere to be found. She wouldn't dare risk her life touching him. No, not tonight.

Lying back down, she couldn't just take her eyes off his chemistry. She just wanted to lay on him.

But why was he mad? For good reasons, she suspected something must have happened before he saw her with that casanova, Josh. Maybe he was upset before then and now accidentally lashed out at her. She hoped so 'cause she wouldn't be able to handle the fact that she caused him to be this upset.

She sighed quietly.

She glanced at him again and realized his eyes were shut, and it hurt for some reason.

It startled her when he suddenly got up and sat on the bed, his right elbow angled as he placed his palm on his right lap and all Jigyasa yearned for was to touch him but she wouldn't dare.

Sh*t!! No! No! No! Fuckin' no! He wasn't Raiden's f*ckin dad!! Weston thought furiously.

He wasn't!! Elodre was wrong!! She was f*ckin' wrong!! What the hell!! How dare she lay her damn hand on him?!! How dare she?!!! Oh, my f*ckin' god!!

He heaved a long trembling sigh that sounded like a growl and Jigyasa glanced at him from behind.

What's going on with this guy? She wondered, slightly frightened by his reactions.

And he can't just deal with the fact that he's lost the contract! Damn it!! His breath was loud and heavy.

After panting for a while he finally lay back to bed.

Imagine going to him at this point. That would be crazy. She thought and sighed.

When he became quiet, she carefully got out of bed, walked to his wardrobe, took off the sleeveless dress she was wearing, hung it, and took one of his shirts. She put on the shirt which was thrice her size. She walked cautiously back to bed not wanting to wake him up.

Soon, she went and got one of his huge cardigans from the wardrobe, feeling restless as she couldn't snuggle onto him.

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The following morning she was the first to wake up, looking pale and bulgy because she wept throughout the night.

He was still asleep.

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The sunray sipped into the room through the window and Weston's eyes opened. Stretching, he yawned and then arose. Sitting on the bed, he turned and realized Jigyasa was gone.

Noticing the side of the pillow on which she laid last night was quite damp, he touched it to confirm the dampness.

But the night was ice-cold. He wondered. Jigyasa barely sweats at night…so why is only the pillow damp? Or…could she have been crying or something?

He sighed and rested his face on his palm. He'd not healed from yesterday's fury. He was still mad and tired.

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Although weak and hurt, Jigyasa was already dressed for work. Her head hurt even more today and it affected her sights. At some point, she thought of not going to work but later crossed it off as she didn't inform her boss ahead of time.

The lump was too big, she wouldn't go to work looking like death warmed up so she tied a scarf around her head.

Weston had warned her to quit the job but she refused.

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Half of the day was gone and Weston neither called nor texted her. This worried her so much, adding to the pain.

In the office, she frequently checked her phone but didn't get any message from him.

Thank goodness it was the weekend, she didn't have much to do, so she spent most of her time crying or sleeping.

Was he still mad at her? She thought.

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Meanwhile, Cayden didn't sleep in his room last night and Elodre hadn't seen him since then till Friday evening.

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Once Jigyasa got home she plumped into the sofa. Weson didn't call or text her for a whole day. Work has been stressful lately and she needed him desperately. Being in his arms alone would ease the stress.

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Worst of all, she got a message from her boss telling her to come over on Saturday and rectify a portfolio in the office.

Damm! She growled. This was gonna take forever to do! Why didn't they just wait till Monday?!!

She groaned.

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Meanwhile, Weston was indoors all through Friday. He neither took calls nor read messages especially when he saw Elodre's calls and messages. But he didn't hear from his brother, Cayden.

He was finding it hard to deal with the fact that Elodre slapped him. His ego didn't allow him to condone that shit! Now the fucking contract!!

It appeared the anger was soaring more in him then he exhaled, lit up a cigarette, and drew it savagely. He puffed the smoke from his mouth and nostrils. Sitting by the furnace, his eyes were watery and blazing red.

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Jigyasa had sent him a message last night apologizing for what happened yesterday at the building yet he'd not replied to her. God knows she doesn't have a thing for Josh. Weston never wanted to hear her out.

And now it's already Saturday evening.