Chapter 55

Eros Robinson's POV

Freshia and I are enjoying hot chocolate, her favorite drink, in front of the fireplace in the living room after we wander around the yard for a while. The night was getting late, but none of us wanted to go back to our room. Freshia looks relaxed and I like it when she looks comfortable next to me. It's true what George said that I should adequately approach her. Even though it is very difficult for me, I will try. I feel that Freshia has changed my life so much that I can do something like this. It was the fact that when I previously told her that she was the first foreigner that made me interested in establishing personal closeness.

“Oh yeah, by the way, when I went to the library yesterday, I saw a lot of photos there. Those with you, those are all your colleagues?” Freshia asked suddenly, breaking the silence between us at that time.

I, who had been silently watching her, now turned to look at her. “Yeah, those are all photos of me with my business colleagues.”

Freshia was seen nodding her head as if she understood. It made me laugh because she reminded me instantly of a small dog. Cute and adorable.

"One of them, there is a photo of you with Mrs. Winston. Is she also your colleague, Eros?" she asked for the umpteenth time. However, the question this time surprised me a little and I was silent for a long time before finally answering it.

“Yes, Mrs. Winston is one of my business colleagues. What's going on, Freshia? Do you know her?” I asked her back.

Freshia looked thoughtful. “Almost everyone who is involved in the world of diamonds knows her figure. Mrs. Winston is no stranger to us, Eros.”

My wild thoughts immediately stopped after hearing Freshia's answer just now. I suddenly took a deep breath and that made Freshia turn towards me, looking at me with a frown. "I just didn't expect that, among the many business colleagues of mine in the photo, you would actually ask Mrs. Winston," I said casually, trying to answer her indirect question which was reflected on her face earlier.

“To be honest, I suddenly remembered our first meeting at her residence at that time. While people were attending the exhibition downstairs, you were the one on the top floor. Apart from that, there is a lot of news that you have a special relationship with her. So, when I saw her photo in the library, it all just rolled through my mind.”

I laughed instantly when I heard Freshia's words just now. “Then you believe it? What do you think, Freshia? What is my relationship with Mrs. Winston?”

"Why are you asking me back? That's precisely what I should ask you, Eros."

“If I answer the truth, will you believe me or will you continue to believe the rumors you heard before?”

Freshia was silent for a moment. “It depends on which makes more sense.”

I smiled wryly at her. "Then, it would be a waste if I told you, but it turns out you don't believe me and choose to believe what you want to believe," I said after that I took another sip of my drink which still had a third of the size of the cup left in my hand.

"Don't be like that, I asked because I really want to know, Eros. Of course, I will believe your words because, after all, it is about yourself." Freshia said then, making me suddenly smile.

“I told you before that she is my business partner, Freshia. Oh, or rather a former business partner because now I don't work with her anymore." I paused my words and turned to Freshia who looked serious about listening to me. "If you suspect me because, at the time of the exhibition I was on the second floor of her house, it's because I was on business. If I tell you the truth, are you sure you can keep this secret?”

“There's no need if it's something that can't be told.”

“Mrs Winston remarried my colleague who is a foreign citizen. And I'm very close to that guy. That night, in the same room as me, I was actually with her husband. That's the reason why I can get close to Mrs. Winston.”

“Oh yeah, I understand. But if what you call a secret is that she has a husband who is a foreign citizen, then it's not a secret because several media have also highlighted her love life, Eros.”

I just smiled when I heard Freshia's words just now. I know that many media have reported on this so the news is no longer a secret. Because actually, Mrs. Winston's big secret is not about her current family, but it is about her old family. And it is related to Freshia. But I'm confused about how to convey it to her.

“Freshia, can I ask something?” I finally asked after struggling with my inner self for a long time.

"Yes, please."

“Sorry about earlier but you should know that I can easily investigate someone's background. Especially those who will be in contact with me. Including you."

Freshia immediately turned to me when she heard my words. "Then, that means you also did that to me, right?"

“Yeah, and I know that you only lived with your grandmother before. Your father is gone and your mother has left you. That means there is a possibility that your mother is still alive. My question is, don't you want to find your mother's whereabouts?”

Freshia was silent for a moment. “Why are you suddenly asking about that?”

"I don't know, I just want to know."

Freshia fell silent again. "I also do not know. I never thought about that before. But I thought, why meet someone who doesn't want to meet us? she left me on purpose before, so I didn't think about looking for her now.” She said flatly. There was no emotion in what she said just now. “Then what about you? Do you have a family, Eros?" Freshia asked me back.

Now it's my turn to be silent before answering. Is it time for me to reveal a little of my past to Freshia? I thought. Even though yesterday I asked George to help erase the memory of her seeing me wake up with a face that was so shocked and full of worry. But now, do I have to reveal it? However, finally, after thinking for a long time, I decided to tell her about my family which was also falling apart. I did it solely so that Freshia would feel that I also had the same story as her.

“Then we are the same, Freshia. When I was little, my mother also left me and I had to live with my temperamental father. And now, my father is also gone and I don't want to see my mother either." I said finally.

We have the same fate. That's also what makes her attractive in my eyes. We can be friends who share stories and understand each other. Because my situation with her is not much different. I can understand her and I think she can understand me too. But I hope that Freshia can accept me without looking at my background, let alone pitying me.