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Uncontrollably Fond: Journey To Love - Chapter 24
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i jumped out of the car the moment it stopped in my destination, well i can almost be sure that someday this will be the cause of my death, because i seem to do it a lot and my gut feeling tells me that it would happen even more in the future.
well back to reality i thanked Niall and hurried in to the company before he can say anything, and went to the receptionist asking for the interview’s room.
she told me that i have to wait for a while because the interviewer had something urgent to do, which i simply did, not like i have anything more important waiting for me anyway.
i pulled my phone playing some games, to be honest i’m addicted, it’s a habbit i developped whenever i’m somewhere alone, because year after year or more like a problem after the other, i had some psychological issues, and stress and anxiety sometimes get the best of me, and after trying a lot of things my doctor seemed to agree with me that it was the best solution temporarily, until i have a reason to accept it, yes i’m still in denial and it’s a problem too.
Now back to topic, i looked up for a moment just to fix my hair, and what i saw shocked me, no who i saw shocked me, it was Adam what is he doing here??
so before anything happen, hell even before i blink my eyes again i picked up my purse and headed towards the exit, this is absolutely not a place where i want to be.
But much to my discomfort, and my bad luck the receptionist noticed me and called for me, seems like someone is working hard and sincerly, more than necessary if i might say.
i turned around, closing my eyes trying to control the urge to curse her, and when i opened them, he was there staring at me, ignoring the man who was talking to him.
SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT it was the only word in my head repeating like a broken record.
i told the oh-so-hardworking receptionist that i had an emergency and that i won’t be having the interview, and picked up my pace again almost running.
But no need to guess or make a suspence you know, it’s Adam of course he’ll catch up with me, of course he’ll stop me… oh wait i forgot the keyword drag me, yep that’s what he always does, and this time is no exception.
he took me to an empty meeting room i guess not much far from the reception, that’s good i thought, not far nor isolated, safe enough.
i just followed him obediently and sat down in the chair he pulled for me, you know no need for much struggling and drama i know nothing will work, believe me i’m talking from experience here.
he sat down in opposite of me, and stared, one minute… two…..five…….ten, okay enough i’m getting irritated.
“what do you want??” i said calmly, hiding all of my emotions, something i’ve learned during all those years alone.
“April i…”
“to the point please”
“okay, i know i’ve did a lot like A LOT of bad things,but you can at least give me a chance you know, i’m trying over here, and you’re absolutely not helping”
“oh i’m sorry, i didn’t know that i was supposed to help” i said faking appology, to which he rolled his eyes.
“you know, i never expected to meet you again, not now, not here, so i don’t really know what to say”
“we have nothing to say Adam, that’s why you don’t know, now if you may excuse me” i tried to get up, and of course he stopped me againg.
“you have five minutes no more, either you say what you want before i leave, or just keep thinking about it when you go home and it’s too late to say it, you choose” i said crossing my arms under my chest.
“as fierce as always” he said, and i threw him a death glare, that’s absolutely not what i gave him those five minutes to say is it??
“okay, seriously, i’m sorry April for everything i have ever did to you, i’ve been living with guilt for years now, i tried to reach out for you after two years of that incident, but never found you, i was told you’ve gone abroad, tried to find you yet nothing again, so i just assumed that i would never see you again”
okay that’s weird i thought to myself, not him trying to find me, no, that’s typical, i mean the fact that he never found me, i never hid so why wouldn’t he find me, and the easiest way was through my social media, but i couldn’t bring myself to ask him why.