361 Easy to forge (2/2)
”This morning I have an interview. In the evening I am flying to Town Z,” she replied without thinking. She scooped another small bowl of tofu soup to pair with her fried rice. She loved the fried rice. She put extra eggs inside with no vegetable in sight. As she was not a bunny, she made another bowl of stir-fried vegetables for Jeremy.
He frowned when he heard her answer. The spoon he used to scoop some soup dropped into the bowl. He even put down the chopsticks. His eyes looked at her but she was focused on her eating, did not notice the weird atmosphere in the room.
”You… are working today?” he asked between his gritted teeth. He could not control his anger. Why wouldn't she just have rest? She was exhausted from yesterday's work. She even skipped her dinner because she was too exhausted to even open her eyes!
”Hmm… Mei Li is supposed to pick me up in…” she checked her phone and frowned. ”Why didn't she give me any message about the time?”
He did not reply. He was staring at her, gritting his teeth. The food was already forgotten.
She drank to the last drop of the soup before stood up and went to the living room with the phone. She planned to call her manager. Might Mei Li forgot about the schedule?
She was so focused on Mei Li and her work until she forgot about Jeremy.
The poor man was sulking at the dining table and was hoping for his girlfriend to coax and soothe him with gentle and loving words.
He waited and waited but… to his anger, she totally forgot about him. She watched as his girlfriend talked in the living room and then climbed up the stairs. He crossed his arms. The frown deepened. Did this mean he was not the first in her heart? She could forget about his existence in just a moment time?
Had she truly forgotten about their second chance? She was supposed to give another chance to their relationship. If she kept forgetting about him, how could they work in their love life?
He crossed his arms and sulked even more. Maybe she would remember him if he kept sitting here.
But it was only his wish. She really did forget about him.
After the phone call with Mei Li, she called Mika to borrow her clothes. Because Jeremy brought her here yesterday's without asking first, she had no change of clothes.
”You're at our house?” Mika cried happily when she heard about Ryn's request.
”Yeah… well… can I borrow your shirt and jeans?” Ryn asked.
”Yeah, sure. Of course. You can take anything you want. What's mind is yours anyway,” Mika replied excitedly before she frowned, ”Why didn't you tell me earlier you're coming? We could have our pajama party if I know.”
”It was unplanned. You do know how your brother is. But… we didn't do anything,” Vicki said quickly before Mika made her own assumption.
”I didn't say anything,” Mika mumbled.
”But I know what's in your mind,” Ryn pointed out dryly.
They bickered more before the call ended. Ryn dropped the phone on the bed before went into the huge closet. She sighed heavily seeing so many clothes in the huge room. Mika even had other huge sections for her shoes and handbag separately.
Ryn scratched her not so itchy head. What should she wear? Mika has too many clothes to choose from and she was too lazy to check. She closed her eyes and started to point blindly. She opened her eyes and groaned when her finger pointed at a pink shirt.
So not her taste.
This time she changed her mind and started to look around at the shirt and top section. Anything that looks less branded and suitable to wear to go to work. She also put on a jacket to protect her from the cold. For her bottom, she chose washed-out jeans. Luckily Mika has a lot of jeans for her to choose from (but she spent just a few seconds taking the first jeans in the closet). She checked her phone as she was getting ready.
”Mei Li is already waiting downstairs. I'm going now. Bye, J,” she said without looking at her boyfriend. She simply walked to the door, carrying her backpack.
”Ryn, wait…” he cried but she was too fast. He sighed, his shoulders dropped in defeat. It did not feel good being ignored by his love.