Chapter 17


    When he retained hisposure, I remembered that we were in a room with at least 15 people waiting


    for me to say something, and with a cough I took a deep breath and started my presentation. I thought I


    would stutter in between or at least forget but something inside me burned as I looked at his I-don’t-


    care-about-anything attitude, which made me say something and by the looks of my chief I knew what I


    was saying is not rubbish and it makes sense but if u ask meter what it was, I wouldn’t even say hell


    I wouldn’t even remember a word from what I am saying.


    As I was done with my presentation, I looked at everyone or everything except those blue eyes. There


    were a few seconds were I passed by his eyes and I could see the anger in his eyes. I don’t know why


    he is angry, is it because of me? What did I do to for him to me mad? To be honest, if it is anybody who


    should be angry, it should be me. The way he fools around with new girl everyday hurts me but what


    hurts me more is how he looks like a stranger to me.


    As everyone discussed on my presentation, I was thinking for a reason to why is the way he is now. Is


    it because of his parents’ death? The moment we heard of that news my parents and I tried to call him,


    we even went to the hostel where he stays to support him, but he was nowhere to be found. From that


    day onwards we lost all contacts with him. It was as if he vanished.


    Ryder was thest person I thought to be the so-called cold icy handsome CEO. Wasn’t hispany’s


    name Scott enterprises how did it became Waynst and what does it mean? If I should think about


    anything right now, it should be if they will ept my designs instead of why he is here. If his anger


    were of any hints, I was very much sure that we won’t get the deal. But his words shocked me.


    “Yes, we ept your designs bring that to my office next thing in the morning. We will discuss the rest


    in my office.” He said firmly after he stood up and left soon after his words were out. And here I was


    thinking on ways to keep my job after this deal was not epted, and shock is a simple version of what


    I was feeling. Should I be happy because he agreed to my designs, meaning I will get to see him more


    often? Or should I be sad, angry that he doesn’t acknowledge me and looks at me as if I am a stranger.


    For now, I should think about how to get out of the tight, literally breathtaking hugs from my chief and


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    friends.


    *POV of Ryder Scott


    Today morning, I was pissed as the person in-charge of our new building said he was taking leave and


    that is the reason for why I had to go to the Simiona Architects. But little did I know soon thest thing


    on my mind will be why he took leave.


    As I entered the room, I saw the most beautiful woman I have seen in my entire life. My woman. Or


    was my woman. The mere thought of her being someone else angered me, but the main reason why


    we are not together is because of me. When I locked my eyes with her beautiful hazel eyes, I felt


    different emotions igniting in me which only held anger the past five years. Her eyes were my


    weakness. I could sit the whole day doing nothing with noints looking at her eyes, and me


    saying that is a big thing considering me to be the restless type of person I hate sitting idle doing


    nothing.


    I felt relieved, happy to see her, above all, love. The moment I realised I felt something I had trained


    myself not to feel, I retained my cold icyposure I made all these years. She was truly something.


    All these years I have met many women, slept with almost half of this city, but no one has made me


    feel the way she has made me feel just by a look which was hardly for 5 seconds.


    As she was doing her presentations with all the hand gestures and the best presentation and designs I


    never seen before, I heard nothing but her sweat voice and the memories it brought me back to. The


    days I used to lie on herp and the way she used to massage my head with those skillful hands and


    talk. When her presentation was over, I realised I heard nothing at all throughout the 30-minute


    presentation.


    When it was time to decide whether to ept their design, I heard men talk about how excellent the


    designs and presentation were, and that left me to say whether I should ept it. Everything in me


    screamed to say no because epting the designs means I will have to see her every day and that


    means the cold cover I have created will be broken down. But I cannot decline it and say the reason as


    I don’t want her to work with me because I still love her and that she will be able to make me return to


    my old self, which is something I cannot do. It is toote to return.


    The business mind in me won, and I agreed to it and asked her to meet me in the morning. Only god


    knows what will happen in the future. Will I return to who I was before? Will she melt my icy heart? Is it


    toote to be the old me? Only time will tell.