One More Chance by Jaycelle Rodriguez

Chapter 179: The confrontation

"He is going to fly back to the Philippines today for an urgent meeting regarding what my father did. I'm just not sure what time his flight is---"

She didn't get to finish her sentence as she was shocked when I stood up.

"Where are you going?" she asked, her eyes filled with confusion when she wiped the already-dried tears on her face.

"I have to go, I need to talk to him!" I emphasized the word 'need'.

"Oh, o- okay..." she nodded, and I didn't wait any longer for her next words as I ran towards the entrance.

But I was surprised the moment I got back in my car and I saw her running in my direction.

"Sam, wait!"

I waited for her to reach my direction and was about to ask why she ran and followed me but ...

"He's not staying in his parents' house."

"Huh?"

"He's staying in his condo in---"

"Wait a minute--- how did you find out he doesn't stay in his parents' house but in his condo?"

"Uhm... Let's just say that before I came to you, I conducted a little research about him, about his family, friends, places--- people he's hanging with, and where he's staying, so at least I could answer your questions right away." a sheepish smile formed on her lips before lowering her gaze.

"Jesus Christ! You really did those things..." I stopped as I stared at her in disbelief. "...haist! Nevermind!" I continued.

I really wanted to ask her a few more questions, but I have to go. Maybe I should just ask Luke about the remaining questions in my head.

After saying goodbye, I didn't waste any more seconds and opened the door to my car and left... completely forgetting the cake flour I had promised my best friend this morning.

My hands were trembling as I pressed the 8th floor, Luke's floor number. I couldn't explain what I felt at that moment. All I know is that I'm mad, I'm so mad. I'm mad at him for not telling me the truth but I'm even mad at myself for accusing him of such things without giving him the chance to explain.

I'm so mad that it makes me tremble in tears while waiting for my designated floor. It seems like it's the slowest lift I have ever been on. But then I thank God as no one else came in while I was going up to Luke's floor.

the elevator stopped. How I wanted to bang my hand on the stainless door so it could open fast and when it finally did,

face of my ex-husband slush my boyfriend came into my sight. But then I wasn't sure which of us was more surprised... him who didn't expect to see me in front of his door or me who didn't

wandered over his muscular body, to his sinful V-line, and to the white towel that was loosely

suddenly lost

"Come in,"

meet his gaze and

"No!"

"Huh? But---"

you've changed into

at me in

just going to stand here while

fine

if

into his eyes as I mentioned his full name to make sure he would realize how desperate I was to talk to him. "Okay," he breathed. "But please come in and

him for a few

"Fine,"

scent of his aftershave hit my nostrils the moment I walked past him and headed toward the living room. "I'll just go upstairs and

when I noticed he had stopped walking so I turned around slowly only to see him staring at me and then I was surprised at the next words

I couldn't form any words in my head at that

I exhaled

I

since I saw him wrapped only in a towel. -'Samantha, please pull yourself together!'- warned myself as I leaned my back against the

ten minutes already but he hasn't come down yet when he usually takes only a minute or two to

I decided to follow him upstairs. There are three rooms on the second floor so for sure I

as I thought,

voice from outside. I guess he was talking to someone so

wearing a white shirt, his favorite, and board shorts. His back was facing me and I don't know but a sudden relief washed over me when I confirmed

he finished, it was exactly when my eyes caught

"Sam---"

eyeing

didn't let him finish as I cut him off again. I started taking steps

you're leaving me again?" I ended with a question mark. Lucy was right, he's now

my bags when I came here it's just that I've been busy and I barely had time to unpack." he tried to explain, but since my mind was

about why