Joanna paced in the living room, her eyes glancing at the front door every second before taking it to the phone in her hand. She was fully dressed in a black dress. Her hair was packed in a ponytail with light makeup. However, she looked stressed as she placed her phone on her ear for the umpteenth time as it rang.She glanced at the time as she tried calling Damien again. It was 9:30 pm and he was yet to come back from work. She had called him at 8 pm and he said he was almost done with work so what was keeping him. The party was going to begin at 10 pm.She had planned for them to leave on time but now he was delaying. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she tried his phone again. She has sent numerous text messages but none has been replied to.She was slowly losing patience. “Damien, where are you?" She said under her breath as she sent another text. “Where are you!" She saidShe tried taking a seat but it only made her more restless so she had to keep standing. After some time
Joanna got into her car and strapped herself in with her seatbelt, holding the steering wheel and staring into space for a few minutes. She did not know how she got out of that conversation but she did and now she did not know if she was meant to be happy or sad about it.It would have been so much better if Damien was with her. She had a feeling he decided to ditch. She still remembered the look on his face when she brought it up. It was hard on him but at least he should have spoken to her about it rather than giving her hope and then throwing it to the side last minute.She told her father that she had a boyfriend and he requested that she bring him in or else. She knew he would not just threaten her without having something up his sleeves if she failed to provide him. Now, would Damien want to meet her father?She did not want to rush him into anything he was not ready for and she understood that it was important for him to be soaked in so they do not have any issues in their rela
Damien could not believe his ears. He quickly sat up, staring at Joanna. Trying to understand if he understood what she meant or not. “What do you mean?” he asked, still confused as to what she said“My dad planned to pair me up with someone at the party. That was one of the reasons why I wanted you to come with me” Joanna lay down on the bed as she explainedDamein’s eyes were wide as he stared at her. How was she speaking about something as crazy as this so calmly? She literally was almost taken from him and she was lying here acting like it was nothing. “You don’t have to worry though. I handled him” she saidDamien still was not buying this. He could not be calm after hearing this sort of information. Their relationship just started and her father wanted to pair her up with someone. “Why didn't you tell me?” He questioned her, unable to hide the panic in his voiceJoanna shrugged. “I did not want to put pressure on you. I know you don't want to meet my father yet and if I brought
Chapter 73It was a quick recognition and Damien had no idea what to feel about it. The look in his eye did not show that he was pleased to have Damien at his doorstep with his daughter holding him. Damien tried as much as he could to not let that affect him.Mr Simpson's eyes roamed his entire frame before taking a step to the side for them to come in. Joanna smiled and glanced at Damien before they walked into the house. “I did not expect to see an Alfredo in my house after our last meeting” Mr. Simpson said as he led them into the dining roomDamien glanced at Joanna before returning his attention to Mr. Simpson who had his back at them. “It’s dinner time. Would you join me?” The man said gesturing for the chairsDamien pulled a chair for Joanna and she smiled before taking a seat. All the whole Mr. Simpson watched. The chef immediately served them and left the room for them. The room remained quiet as they dug into their meals. Mr. Simpson sipped his orange juice then cleared his
Mr Alfredo walked down the stairs looking really upset. His wife has been on his neck for days to let Damien come back to the house but he was stubborn about it. He did not want to go against his orders by bringing Damien back.He was a man of his word. Damien had disobeyed him so Damien would remain wherever he was without getting any sympathy from him and that was his final verdict but his wife was not buying that. She was a mother and she could not bear to keep silent any more.It was killing her. Recently, she found out that Damien was no longer married to Rebecca and the last they saw of him was that he was on the streets which was not a good thing. She could not bear to know that her son was on the streets.They were of a rich family and Damien deserved to be with them, enjoying all the luxuries that came with it. Damien had always been a quiet boy and he hated being in the eyes of the public but it was time they brought him to the limelight.However, all this was flying over Mr
Once Damien and Joanna got back home, they freshened up and went to bed almost immediately. They did not want to speak much on the incident that led up to that moment so that was the best possible thing they could do.Just as they fell asleep cuddling each other, the numerous calls came. Unfortunately, Damien’s phone was placed on silent. The next morning came and since Damien was not on duty in his workplace he decided to make them a treat before they watched a movie.“You work too hard, you know that right?” Joanna said, taking a piece of the snacks he had madeDamien smiled. “And who said so?” he asked“I do, of course” she quickly said“I don’t work too hard. I just work enough” Damien said as he took out two cups from the cabinet“Look at this table” Joanna gestured for the snacks scattered all around. “This is a lot for someone who had just worked a nine to five five days in a roll” she said as she wrapped her hand around his waist, placing her head on his back“It’s not much” D
Damien did not want to speak to them. From the moment he woke up, he saw their calls which he missed but did not see the need for him to call back or even send a message. For years, they refused to call or check on him.He came to them for help but they threw him out of the house. Yes, he made a mistake but was he not their son for all that it was worth? They did not think of that so they threw him out so what did they want now?He did not want to talk and he doubted he ever wanted to. He could already guess why they were calling and he did not want to make them think it was because of them, he chose to be in a relationship with Joanna. Most importantly, he did not want to make her feel that he actually did that.He loved Joanna genuinely and not because of some fantasy that he might get back together with his family. He threw that thought off the window a long time ago and now he was slowly embracing what he had and that was all he needed.However, Mr and Mrs. Alfredo refused to back
Damien finally decided to pick up the phone after they had for two days straight without giving him any time to think. Mrs Alfredo really wanted to speak to her son. It has just been so long, With no restrictions, she was in full force.“Hello Mum” he said and Mrs Alfredo sighed in relief as she heard her son’s voice once again“Son” she called, emotional as she did so“What is it, Mum?” he asked her“I know you are upset with me but can you find a way to forgive me? You know how tight it had been for me” Mrs Alfredo said quickly thinking he might end the call soon“Tell me why you called,” he said, not ready to go into all of that right now“Your father wants to speak to you. He heard about the news. Can you come to the house tomorrow? I’ll make your favourite meal” she said“Can I decline this offer?” Damien said and Joanna who was seated next to him, slapped him on the chest for saying that“Please” Mrs Alfredo pleaded“I’ll be there for dinner. I have work” he said and ended the c