To Be Yours Again-Chapter 235 A nice day
*LORENZO*
"Did you have a nice day, Andro?"
She finally asked.
I sighed.
What can I say?
I had a miserable day.
"I guess so. Hey, do you by chance know why your mother hates me so much?You know, is she like this with everyone?Maybe when you guys found me at the beach, was she forced to help me?"
Lucy shook her head. “Mom always helps anyone in the way she possibly can and you’re the only person she’s mean to.” She said, laughing.
I cocked an eyebrow. “What did I do?"
"She told me you’re a bad person."
"How? She doesn’t even know me.”
"She said you have it written all over you.”
And that got me speechless.
What exactly was her problem?
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The following day at the warehouse, I was feeling tired already after lifting about three crates.
The manager won’t stop yelling at me.
I have been tempted to go over to him and shut him up or something.
Who does he think he is?
He’s just the manager of this dumb warehouse, he’s not even the owner.
I lifted up another crate and as I started walking, my hands gave way, I quickly moved away from it to protect myself as it fell on the ground, the bottles on it shattering into pieces, the drink spilling on the floor.
“ANDRO!"The manager thundered and hurried over to me.
"It was an accident..."
"I saw you clearly, instead of holding onto it, you moved away and let it fall."
"What was I supposed to do? Get injured while trying to save a mere crate?"I sneered.
"A mere crate, huh? I knew with the way you were dressed that you weren’t suitable for this job, and you’ve been acting pretty nonchalant about it, You can leave now, clearly, you don’t need this job..."
I don’t.
Maybe getting fired a second time might make Danica get me a job suitable for me.
"The money you’re supposed to be paid yesterday would be used to replace this.”
I frowned. “Well, suit yourself, and by the way, you’re just a manager of this damn place, stop acting high and mighty"
"And what are you? A jobless moron wearing expensive clothes"
Ouch.
I glared at him, turned around and stormed off.
People are disrespecting me really bad and I don’t like it.
I mean I was...I was...
I paused, still not knowing who I am.
Oh Damn...this was so pathetic.
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"YOU GOT FIRED AGAIN!" Danica screamed as soon as I calmly explained what happened.
Can’t she be a little more understanding for once?
"Do you realize that you have debts to pay?" She asked.
"I will when you get me a proper job."
"Well, there would be no need for me looking for a job for you anymore, I was about employing someone at my restaurant...I need an extra hand..."
"Oh, I could be the manager"I suggested.
"I can manage my restaurant well enough...you’ll be a waiter."
I gasped, feeling slapped.
"A waiter?"
"And your salary would go to paying up your debts..."
"Dani..."
"We’re done here.” She snapped and walked away.
A fucking waiter.
My life keeps getting worse.
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*DANICA*
"Oh boy, I need an hunk like that.” That was Cora, my employee and friend speaking.
She wouldn’t stop gushing over Lorenzo since he walked into my restaurant to officially resume his new job as a waiter.
I glanced over at him and smirked seeing him wearing my employee uniform.
Who would have thought he would end up being my employee someday?
I felt so powerful.
"Snap out of it, Cora, there’s nothing good about him.” I retorted.
"Just look at him, I swear if I had a man like this living with me. I would be having him on my bed every night"
"Eww, Trust me, Loren...Andro isn’t the kind of man you’ll want that with."
"And how would you know that?"
"I just know, okay? He’s arrogant and mean"
She frowned at me.
"How did you know that?"
"Stop asking!"
"Well, I hope he would notice me, you know...a night with him wouldn’t be bad"
I glared at her. “Get to work, Cora!" I ordered.
She nodded and hurried off.
I glanced at Lorenzo, there was nothing attractive about him.
Granted, he was handsome and muscular...so?
I came to understand what Rico and the manager of that warehouse felt when they fired Lorenzo immediately.
He was a walking disaster.
He kept breaking the plates and I kept buying new plates.
If he doesn’t spill a drink on a customer today, then a tray of food is falling from his hands the other day.
From one mistake to another.
And the most annoying part of it all was that my female customers kept increasing.
I should be happy that despite his continuous mistakes, I was still getting customers but I felt unnerved that he won’t stop flirting with them.
And he was always referred to as "The sexy waiter.”
Sexy my ass.
Even without his memory, he was still a fucking manwhore.
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*LORENZO*
I slumped on the couch feeling pain all over my body especially my shoulder.
Lucy walked in.
"Hi, Andro."She began, smiling sweetly at me.
I was curious to know what happened to her dad.
If he had really abandoned her and Danica.
Then he was insane.
Lucia was such a sweet little girl and you can’t help but smile when she simply stares at you.
"You don’t look okay. Should I call my mom?"
"Nah, I’ll be fine...I just need some rest.” I replied.
I didn’t want not being okay to add to Danica’s hatred towards me.
The most disturbing part of all was seeing her everyday, being sweet and kind to people, to her customers and even her other employees but when it comes to me, she was mean as fuck.
I just can’t get why.
She said I looked bad, I’ve stared at my reflection a couple of times on the mirror but I still couldn’t see a mean look on my face.
"Lucy, I thought I put you to bed already.” I looked up to see Danica.
"Andro isn’t feeling well.”
She glanced at me and asked.
"Why didn’t you tell me?"
"I was..."
"I guess he didn’t want to disturb you.” Lucy replied.
I grimaced...was she my spokeswoman now?
"Alright, go to bed...I’ll take care of your dear Andro."
"Thanks, mommy...good night, Andro.”She bent down and kissed me on the cheek then scurried off.
She was uncontrollably fond of me, I don’t understand why but I like it.
Danica stood there in her night dress, staring at me.
I blinked.
My mind, usually so smooth and methodical, ground to an abrupt halt.
I used the lull in mental activity to stare at her, to devour her, in fact, all the tiny details I had missed so fucking much.
She was bold and beautiful...and so...
"What’s the problem?"She asked, interrupting my thoughts.
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*DANICA*
"I feel pain everywhere and mostly my shoulder."
I swallowed, feeling bad.
Ever since, he started to move on his own...I stopped checking up on his wounds.
Were they even healed up properly before I sent him out to work?
I moved closer to him.
"I still have some pain killers...I will get more tomorrow and you have to start taking them until you heal completely."
"Thank you.”
I went on my knees behind him on the couch.
"Turn around."
He did so and I checked the wound on his head.
"Does it still hurt?" I asked, calmly.
"A little."
I checked the wound on his shoulder.
"I wonder how I got badly hurt.”
I was also curious about that.
I shouldn’t feel sorry for him but I suddenly do.
"You said you found me at the beach and I’m not from around here...it’s possible that I was washed away on the shore. I wonder what I did to deserve this."
Should I tell him that I know who is he?
I shook my head.
I will...maybe.
"Well, don’t think too much about it." I advised and got the drug.
He took the drug and water from me and my eyes ran through him on their own accord.
The sleeves of his shirt stopping on his thick forearms.
His soft, grey trousers clung to his heavy thighs, but I really shouldn’t be staring at his thighs.
I shouldn’t be staring at any part of him, no matter how handsome he was.
"You..you can take three days off and rest...also, you can sleep in the living room from now on.” I said.
He smiled. “Thank you."
"Em...Danica, I was wondering, if it isn’t too much to ask, I need a cellphone.”
I frowned. “For what?"
"You see, some people have been asking for my number...”
Now I get it.
"You mean the girls you’ve been flirting with at my restaurant.”
