Afraid to Love
Episode 85
“Her secretary’s not in. This office belongs to her.” Jeremy closed the door behind him.
“Aren’t you glad?”
“No. She was going to give us information. I’m sure she know about Ernest visits here and what they talked about.” He took a deep breath, “Let’s go in and see what we can find.”
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Ernest smiled at the doctor’s thoughtful diagnosis. He might be right. He must have gotten it. But he couldn’t agree with that. He would not accept the fact that he was unhappy without Melisa’s love. He had gotten her and she was gonna love him back. More than anything she felt for his cousin. The doctor had judged Jim perfectly. That was not what hear. “I don’t think you have the right diagnosis. I would take my leave now.” He stood up.
“Its always difficult and might seem impossible for a patient to accept his illness especially when it is really bad. But in time, you’ll come to terms with that. Why don’t you just let her go? Love can’t be forced.”
“I am waiting patiently and I’ll keep waiting.” Ernest insisted he was right.
The doctor shook his head. “Then what would she be doing? Waiting to love you back?” Allan chuckled. “Make her happy. Let her go. That’s when you’d be acting in love. Give her what she really wants, her desire.”
Ernest wasn’t going to let those words have any impact on him. He wasn’t going to get emotional. He was not going to think about it. Having Melisa was what he wanted, and whatever he did, he was doing for love. “It was nice seeing you,” he replied, concluding. He had to go.
“Its only going to be nice if you heed my advice,” Allan responded, unambiguously.
He turned his back to him and shuffled to the door. On getting to it, he paused. “Tricia, the daughter of Sept. Cayson came crying to me. What exactly did you accuse her of?”
That’s the reason he came visiting, Allan thought. If they were going to try anything, they were too late. “I can’t remember.”
“Nice try,” Ernest said, a smile on his lips. “Be careful what you say to her. You might wanna swallow your words. Good bye.”
He was too fast. He left before giving Allan any opportunity to make a sound.
Allan smiled mischievously, tapping a pen on his desk. He paused for a few minutes, seriously meditating on what he had just discussed with Ernest. He shook his head pitiably and pressed a red button on his recorder.
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“Where is the secretary of Purity Theodore?” Jeremy asked, hastily.
The young lady raised her head in hearing that voice speak to her again. She considered him more s.xy as he hurriedly spoke. She never failed to flash him her best smile. “She’s not in,” she quickly sent him a look of apology, “I couldn’t tell you before you left my presence. I’m sorry.”
“Why isn’t she at work?” he demanded. Just as he would, if it were his company.
“Um, she’s on vacation.”
“What? Does she has to do that?” That was totally the wrong time she chose. Not when her boss was missing. This wasn’t good news.
“Miss Theodore approved of it. It was her proposal and she consented. You know it-”
“When is this vacation going to be over?”
The miss frowned at Jeremy’s rude interruption. She didn’t like that. “I think two months.”
“D–n it!” he exclaimed. “Lemme have her contact, now.”
She sighed. I guess he isn’t a patient person, she thought silently.
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“I hope its to your delight.”
She looked around her surrounding once more. It was tidy. Been tidied up by the man who had forcefully taken her away from her life. The floor was neat. The windows were cleaned. No trace of spiders nor their webs anymore. The entire room gleamed. A small comfortable bed was put in place for her to rest and get a good sleep. He had even provided food, water and beverages. But most of all, he had untied her and brought clothes, toothbrush and other feminine items. Should she be grateful or not? The room was tiny, it couldn’t compare to her little palace at her papa’s mansion. “Its not exactly what would be my taste or quality. But what can I say? Its far more better than its old state. I’d have to adjust.”
Ernest smiled. “You don’t have to worry. I’m taking you out of here, soon.”
She scowled. “And where will you be taking me to?” She let her weight drop on the only available chair.
“Its a surprise.”
“Its a surprise,” she muttered.
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