《Searching Mrs. Angelo (✓)》2.1 Failed Plans & Meeting the Stranger Again
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"Caring about someone means that you get tuned in to the little things that he or she does."
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Saanvi looked at the lady shining her big dark orbs with hope. She was still staring at her lips to tell her anything.. anything which is different and solve her confused thoughts. But no!
This was lady was still smiling lightly and closed her mouth denying to give in to her wishes.
Saanvi sorrowfully looked at the report in her hands and sighed. She pulled the chair and got up to leave. So this was it.
She turned to leave but looked back at the lady on her chair across the table now busy writing something. Why can't she just tell her the truth?
She decided to try once again and called her in a low pleading voice, "Please Doctor?"
The British doctor almost laughed. This was the first time her patient wasn't happy with her normal health condition. Except little anxiety she was perfectly fit from head to toe.
"Please have a stress free rest. And take your medicines on time. You will be fine in no time dear."
"But.. something is might be wrong with my head. Can't you check again? I know it is costly but I do not believe in psychic powers to see my pasts live in my dreams.." She anxiously tried to make the lady doctor understand but nothing she was still the same.
"Have a good day Ms. Roy. If you have any other complaints you can visit the hospital again."
Pouting to herself Saanvi lost all her hopes and finally defeated left the doctor's room.
The flashes and voices around her mind was making her go crazy with doubts. She was infact aiming for herself as Amnesia patient. Even she told the doctor it happened after she got herself drunk heavily for the first time in her life.
She aimlessly started moving around the hospital in search of exit when she felt the vibration of her phone inside her jeans pocket.
'It must be Tina..'
She thought to herself and quickly picked it up.
"Hey Ti--"
[Listen! You hoe Stop trying to call my fiance and send him text messages.. or I'll hang your body outside the London myself... Understand?!]
Saanvi halted after hearing the sharp ear shredding voice from other side of the phone. It was same as crying crow.
"I'm sorry but I don't know anyone's fiance and I do not have enough money to call him. I am Poor and broke."
She answered leaving all the politeness inside the back of her mind. This woman was already so rude to others while talking.
[Do not try to act smart with me plastic hoe.. I know your type of poor country girls always running around rich mens to grab their money. Stay away from my fiance.]
*Beep* *Beep*
She was so shocked to hear these words to even react. Poor country girl.. why does these words sounds so similiar to someone..
She looked at the phone screen and was not surprised to find a certain someone's name on it..
'
An evil glint flashed across her face as she looked at the call logs. She wanted to laugh aloud but sadly she was in a wrong place. A hospital. Phsss! So bad.
She quickly clicked the the same number again & held it against her ear waiting for the prey to finally get caught.
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Ring!!!!
Nothing.
Ringg!!
And at the third time it was picked up again.
[What's your problem b*?]
Oh! The prey!
"Haha..!!" Saanvi laughed loudly resembling the girl with fish bone between her throat.
"Listen here, Miss Flat punctured face & bottom , Why were you lecturing me of something your cheater fiance did to you." She lowered her voice when the passersby gave her a death stare "I did not called him. He is the one who is following me around like a dog's unbend tail. If you can't put leash on your own man why are you lecturing others." Chuhiya khi ki..
Call End.
Just you wait Viraj.. I will take my revenge on you soon..
Satisfied with herself Saanvi happily left the hospital forgetting about her memory loss or seeing flashes.. and even forgetting the normal words in her report which made her more worried for her future. Why? Because suddenly she was crushing after a complete stranger when it was not even a month she got her heart broken.
Time to go back to work..
***
Somewhere inside the lonely kitchen where the cooks usually prepared food for their dearest Madam was now standing in a line with little surprised and happy expressions.
Their beautiful Madam was looking so happy today it made them happy too. She was even cooking for her handsome son while humming slowly a tune.
Their nose tingled and they smelled the sweet sour aroma of food. They were already salivating. Mmm.. Madam can cook so well and tasty..
The sound of doorbell ringing broke the peaceful atmosphere.
"Madam I will go open the door."
She got no reply from her happy looking Madam who was now decorating the plates with different types of food for her foodie son.
She went outside and opened the door and humbly welcomed the second master with little bow.
"Welcome Second Master. Madam will be finished soon please wait for her inside the living room."
"No need. I will directly wait on the dining room... Mmm... This house is smelling sooo good..."
The golden haired handsome man couldn't help but pulled with the dancing rhythms of the aroma of the freshly cooked food.
Mom must be cooking something tasty..good thing no one here to have competition with him..
He followed the nice smelling odor and entered the kitchen. There Madam Joana was ready with plates which were carried outside one by one by the servants. She felt the presence of someone behind her and excited looked at her second son.
"Ali.. my dear good child.. come give mommy hugs and kisses.."
She opened her arms widely for him to cuddle but Alan's face copied with disgust.. Eww.. Ali.. it's like he's bear for woman's to cuddle.. he's a big man and is unacceptable for him to let women's cuddle him like teddy bears..
"No Mom. I am a big Man. And do not forget second big Boss in Angelo corporation. I do not cuddle Womans."
He said arrogantly but soon hissed in pain when his left ear was pulled by Madam Joana.
"You are always my small child. Is there any problem?" She pulled harder and poor Alan has no chance but to give up.
"Argh.. No Mom."
She broke into a smile and left his ear alone "Good Child. Now give mommy a hug."
But Alan still stood firm and made no move. Rolling her eyes Madam Joana pulled him to hug her herself. He enjoyed her hugs too secretly but he was a manly man. So no, he won't let women's hug him anymore.
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Happily Madam Joana pulled him to the dining table and decorated all the filled plates with food in front of him.
Looking at his son's bewildered expressions she was satisfied with her plan to make him speak. Hehe.
"Woah!! I didn't know you love me this much Mother. My poor heart is finally being nurtured with your love."
He dramatically wiped his eyes to which Madam Joana smiled secretly and urged him to eat.
"Start eating already. These are all for you. I made them myself. C'mon dig in."
Alan ignored his mother's unusual excited voice and starting eating fast. Mm.. these are too much but his stomach still has extra rooms available anytime anywhere..
"Stop. Stop."
Madam Joana clapped her hands and pulled his son's face away from the food forcefully by his collar.
With his mouth full he asked her cutely "W-hy?"
"You can eat more if I got the information about your brother's new wife he just married."
"Wh-o?"
After thinking for a second Alan quickly spit the chewed piece of leg and stood up suddenly. His cute face suddenly turned all serious and defensive.
"I'm sorry Mom. I cannot say a word without brother's agreement."
Madam Joana knew this would happen. Brother protecting bear would activate as soon she would mention about Andres. But it was her right to know about her law tied daughter. Wasn't it?
"My good child. Sweet child. U won't let your brother know, that I know about his wife or you told me anything. Isn't it your poor old mother's right to know about her son's newly wedded wife. I have not left many years to live. " She casted her eyes down with fake sad expressions " Is it crime to see my children's happy and moving with their good lives."
She tried to sniff but it sounded more like a snot. Gesus!
Ten seconds..
12 seconds..
Finally Alan spoke and she eagerly waited for him to blabber again.
"I.. understand Mom. You truly loves us. And who said you are old and not have enough days. You even look more young than me--"
She smiled hearing his words. Maybe the plan is working..
"-- but.."
"But?"
Alan met her eyes "I cannot leak any information about Sister-in-law without brother's personal permission." God knows if it got leaked to his wicked father he can harm both brother and sister-in-law.
Madam Joana's face first converted red... Then.. purple.. and finally she burst with anger. Everything went waste. It was no use to feed this child of her personally.
"You--- bad bad child... Get out now!!!! God why both of my sons are retard nanny goats.. hiding things from their own mother.."
"Mo--"
She angrly looked at her son and pointed outside with her finger.
"GO SPIT THAT FOOD OUT OF YOUR GUTS NOW--"
Mad Mother.. threat to my life.. Run Alan.. Run save your life..
With that though Alan dashed out of there with lighting speed without looking back.
****
At Richie's Pub
Saanvi was cleaning the table lost in her thoughts.
As soon she entered she was again welcomed with the images of him trying to get close to the mysterious ring around her neck.
For starting, she suspected him to be the one to put it on for her when she was not in her right senses and drunk. It was obvious conclusion after her mysterious presence in a hotel room and.. (blushing) sleeping beside him.
But when he opened his mouth after touching it lightly she was shocked.
Flashback
Her heart stopped beating when she saw his warm fingers touch the cold ring around her neck.
Her skin tingled and she was once again dumbfounded with the whole situation.
He met her eyes staring at her while she can't focus because of blood rushing to her neck to her cheeks. Later she named it 'blushing'.
"I want to buy this ring. Name the price?"
Mm.. his voice.. it was familiar to the one she heard in one of her dreams.. deep and different..
For a moment she was quite processing his deep voice from this close but was quickly broke out from her dreams when she noticed the faint amuse expressions on his face.
She was embarrassed for a second but quite recovered and stepped back and trying to be even away from his shadow. But sadly it wasn't possible. He was still caressing the ring and she was resembling red tomato feeling his tingling light touch. But then he dropped his hand putting it in his pocket.
She sighed in relief internally.
"Pardon. Can you repeat your words again Sir?"
She managed to ask but this time it wasn't him who answered but the other handsome man with blonde curls.
"My brother owns a ring shop. He looks interested in your ring and wants to know your selling price?"
Wants to buy? ..
It was quick reaction but She suddenly took long steps backwards in defensive gesture.
"No. I am not interested."
Without thinking she replied suddenly protective towards the small unworthy thing.
"Any amount. You can just name the price." The blonde man smirked knowingly confusing her more.
"Are you ready to order now Sir?" Instead of replying she changed her attitude and plastered a smile anyone can find as fake as Viraj's ass.
End of Flashback
She looked last time at the all dark hidden eyes of the beautiful stranger and for some reason it bothered her the whole time.
His face looked suddenly serious and if she could read the emotions behind those grey orbs.
Saanvi was about to leave but halted in her steps. Was she seeing things?
It was a reflection in a wine glass inside the tray she was holding. She cannot see his face but broad back with dark business suit.
She quickly whirled around to look for him. And there he was sitting on the same table as yesterday typing something on his laptop. This time he was alone. Feeling her stare he looked up to met her frozen eyes.
He smiled.
A tiny smile.
She stumbled with the tray.
She almost let the tray fall on the ground blinded by his beauty. And no he got no feminine beauty. It was totally manly and attractive.
So we met again.
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