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.

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

But then I wasn't sure which

he breathed and I gulped as my eyes wandered over his muscular body, to his sinful V-line, and to

was suddenly lost

"Come in,"

eyes went up to meet his gaze

"No!"

"Huh? But---"

unless you've changed into proper

staring at me in

going to stand here while I

fine with

not as if you

into his eyes as I mentioned his full name to make sure

stared at him for a

"Fine,"

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

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

just blinked in response as I couldn't form any words in my head at that

exhaled loudly...

I

I saw him wrapped only in a towel.

yet when he usually takes only a minute or two to

follow him upstairs. There are three rooms on the second floor so for sure I can easily find which of them

just as I thought, I quickly

It was the second one from the stairs, plus the door was slightly opened and I could hear his voice from outside. I guess

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

doorframe and waited for him to end the call. But when he finished, it

"Sam---"

said eyeing his bags

him finish as I cut him off again. I started taking steps in his

me again?" I ended with a question mark. Lucy was right, he's now going back to the

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

haven't even talked about why you're ignoring me