Peter’s POV


    “We are having big visitors today!” My mom rushed down the stairs, dressed in a simple ssy outfit.


    She almost caught me peeping through Be’s door. I was justing from there. No, not the other way round, do not misunderstand.


    I haven’t been myself this morning and I don’t think Be has been feeling good about everything or probably because of my mom’s arrival.


    “Big visitors? Who are they?” I asked her.


    “Chloe’s Of course!”


    Ah!  Monica’s family.


    “Hmmn” I didn’t say anything.


    “Actually, only Monica and her mom areing here. Mr Chloe is caught up with something”


    Whatever. Wait! Monica ising here? Damn! Vincent was mad at me yesterday. Now it’s time to face Monica squarely and defend myself.


    “Be!” My mom yelled and Be stumbled out of her room immediately, as if she knew my mom was gonna call her.


    “Ma..’am” She said.


    “Arrange the canopy, cocktails and some snacks by the swimming pool side” My mom ordered.


    “I’ll do that right away ma’am!” She was about to leave.


    “For two!” My mom added.


    “Got it ma’am” She left.


    “I should be getting prepared for my quick travel and uing tasks at work but you know… All works but no y, could make your mom dull. So Mrs Chloe and I would havedy’s chitchat out there. While you and Monica… uhmmn enjoy” She said and I gave a false smile.


    “You are aware that Monica and I are just friends right?” I informed her.


    “Yeah, Childhood friends precisely. And I am not trying to  insinuate anything Peter. Just so you know, you are old enough …” She added.


    “I know right” I scoffed.


    I understood that she’s stylishly trying to tell me that I am old enough to date a girl. Yeah, obviously I have never had a girlfriend. However, the first time I’m having this feelings turns out to be for Be; a maid.Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    “I’m outside; the swimming pool side” My mom said and left.


    Shortly after my mom went outside, Be returned inside. She yawned and stretched her arms tiredly before noticing my presence. As soon as she figured me in living room, she looked away and headed to her room.


    “Hey Be!” I managed to say after her.


    “Yes Master, do you want me to help you with anything?” She asked.


    I was shocked.


    “Oh no.., no. Not that Be” I said.


    “Alright. I’ld be in my room. Let me whenever you need me… for chores” She left.


    I groaned..


    Instead of going to my room too; I stay in the living room.. so I could easily know whenever shees out of her room.


    But Monica bumped into the living through the entrance door; oops! I have almost forgotten about her visit.


    “Peter!” She called my name almost in a scream.


    “Err… Monica” I didn’t even know what to say.


    She walked closer and folded her arms.


    “Why did you do that? Why did you lie to me? You wouldn’t even pick my calls after all that” She bombarded words at me.


    That’s right, I couldn’t even bring myself to pick up her calls.


    “I….”


    “Is this what I get in return for loving you endlessly?” She stared into my eyes.


    “No Monica, I was only trying to help you.”


    “Help me?”


    “Monica you uhm.. like me, I don’t feel that way for you. I feel bad about your unrequited feelings. But there’s Vincent.. who loves you too, endlessly” I told her. I could see the anger burning in her eyes.


    “I’m sorry” I added.


    “No Peter, I feel sorry about Vincent’s unrequited feelings. That aside, I believe you’ld love me back one day” Monica said.


    “Monica!”


    “I’ll wait for you. Peter, I’ll do anything at all for you to like me back” She said touching my cheeks.


    I slowly slid away her hand.


    “And if you still don’t want me..”


    “What will you do? Move on with Vincent?” I asked.


    “No; I’ld rather remain single” She said..; ” It’s you and I or Me alone” She expatiated..


    “Okay” I didn’t know when I uttered that.


    She was too close to me, that I had to move away.


    “Where’s your maid?” She asked.


    “She has a name, Be” I corrected.


    “Whatever” She rolled her eyes, heading towards Be’s room.


    “What do you want from her Monica?” I confronted her quickly before she got to the door.


    “She’s a maid isn’t she? where’s her manners I mean.. I am a visitor and she won’t evene offer me anything..” Monica said.


    Just then, Be opened the door.


    “I’m sorry; what would you like me to offer you?” Be asked innocently.


    Monica stood at an akimbo angle and gazed at her from head to toe.


    “Say something already. Or I’ll return to my room if you have nothing to say” Be added and Monica furrowed her eyebrow.


    “Uhn Be, just get us fruit wine; strawberry fruit wine is her favorite” I said.


    After staring back at Monica for a while; she finally said ‘Okay’ then left for the kitchen.


    “Aarrgh!!” Monica groaned.


    “Did your mom not say anything about firing her very soon?” Monica fumed in anger.


    “She’s going no where, she hasn’t done anything offensive. So she’ll continue to work here!” I told Monica.


    On the other hand, I feel like we aren’t even giving Be a breathing space but so much work to do. I feel so sorry for her.


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    To Be Continued