BABYSITTING ANDREA : CHAPTER 81 – 90
By Array Ad
Chapter 84
“Oh noo.. I’m allergic to rain” she cried and decided to put down her ego and agree to ride with him but before she could do that.. he drove off already as the automatic gates opened
“Noo!! Wait!!!!!’ She found her self running after his car
Dwayne looked at her from his side mirror and smiled broadly, stopping the car immediately, it will take her approximately seven steps to take, to get to his car
“I gat ya..” his mind laughed satisfactorily
Cindy stopped running, realising the car stopped already and she breathed heavily..
Like the heavens were not on her side, the rain started immediately… Heavily and she slowly started feeling weak
She stood on a spot as the rain drenched her while she held her bag tightly to herself
Dwayne watched from the mirror and wondered why she kept standing in the rain..
He was about grabbing an umbrella from the back seat as he noticed she was slowly going down but he could not take the umbrella anymore…
He highlighted quickly from the car running to her swiftly and caught her in his arms as the rain drenched them both
Her lips were shaking and turned white already and her eyes were slowly closing..
He swept her in his hands, carrying her in a bridal style as he ran into the car with her bag
She was still conscious though…
“Tara..?” He called her second name as he entered the driver’s seat
“I’m.. allergic to rain” she stuttered, shivering like someone surrounded by ice
He picked his suit from the back seat and covered her with it
“I’m sorry..” he said again and with that.., he drove off, heading to his house
BABYSITTING ANDREA : CHAPTER 81 – 90
Wilson’s Mansion..
“Br…Brinkley….” Mavis groaned in excruciating pains as his bI.ood poured from his mouth, while he struggled to walk into his room to pick up his pills
His chest was hurting badly and Brinkley was the only one home at that moment, except the maids, who retired to their quarters already..
“Brinkley… I’m dying please” he gathered his strength to shout, groaning and wincing.
The rain was falling heavily and everywhere was cold
Brinkley rushed out of her room immediately in worry, she was cladded in a baggy cardigan and a short, she rushed to him and gasped, seeing the blood on the floor
“Mavis!!” She screamed in fright
“My pills..” he said weakly
“What’s wrong with you.. Which pills?; where are they..?” She asked at once with fear written all over her face
“Third drawer in my room” he said, leaning on the stair rails for support
She nodded and ran to his room and came out a minute later with the pills and a bottle of water
She immediately ran to him, helping him with the opening and poured some tablets in his hands which he gulped down with water
The pain reduced gradually and he heaved a deep sigh, resting on her shoulder
“You have a terminal illness Mavis!” She cried but he gave no response
“Why did you keep it to yourself” she whimpered
She wiped his bloody mouth with an handkerchief in his pockets and slowly helped him to his room..
Getting there, she fell on the bed with him due to his weight and groaned in slight pains feeling her stomach slightly hurt
He rested his head on her bbs and she sighed, she wanted to push him away but just couldn’t find herself doing it
“Thank you, I love you” he muttered with his eyes still shut and she heaved a deep breath, stroking his hair fondly
“Noo..you can’t” she muttered in reply
BABYSITTING ANDREA : CHAPTER 81 – 90
Granny Teresa’s Home
“Will you keep avoiding me..” Harold said, bumping into Jessica on his way to the bathroom
She looked away immediately
“Let’s keep the distance..” She paused, looking straight into his eye
“For now..” she added
Harold scoffed
“Keep the distance? Jessica you really can’t…” He tried saying but she interrupted with a ‘shhh’, placing her forefinger on his lips
“Stay away please.. ” She said and tried walking away but Harold pulled her back in the arm and he pinned her to the wall, caging her between his arms, his fresh breath brushing against her bare white skin as he took each breath of his..
Their eyes pierced into each other, and their loud heartbeats could be heard
“Harold…” Her voice came in a whisper and he smiled shortly
“Love doesn’t care about age or social differences, I’m head over heels for you Jessica” he said with a puppy eyes and she took in her lower lip, bringing it out w£t, ignorant of its effect on him.
BABYSITTING ANDREA : CHAPTER 81 – 90
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