My Hottest Man's
Chapters 28. Pourin Rain in Heart

"Give me some time, Dad. I'll work hard to take care of Belliza and Cheryl. If things get better and I don't have any signs of dating someone, Daddy can match me to the guy Daddy wants."

"Alright, Honey. Take your time. This man is a very good manners and life."

Bellova nodded, believing in her father.

"I want to ask, Dad?"

"Yes?"

"Which is better. Marry someone who loves you or someone we love?"

Paul Damier thought seriously.

"Love is moving, Bellova. Not in a direction but in a two-way direction. Reciprocal. Take and Give is also nothing to lose. Your mother didn't love me at the beginning of our marriage. I am patient, just give love and attention. I haven't even touched your mother in nearly two years. He melted to me, we were happy at last. God sent us, Belliza and Bellova as gifts and Bellinda to perfect us. Tell her that you love her and want to be together. If he refuses the commitment, you have the right to leave him." Sighs long. "Tell me, who's that guy?"

Bellova. "We've only met a few times and haven't communicated in a long time."

"If a man falls in love with you, he will come to you. Love erases distance and ambition, will only pursue and fight for his love."

"Yes, you're right, Mr. Paul Damier."

"He may be busy with his work."

"Maybe. But, maybe he also met a woman of his type." Bellova fills popcorn in her mouth. Chewing slowly. "I'm not his type."

"Not the type? Oh what kind of a stupid man is that? My bellova is full of love, warmth and a happy bearer. Is there a girl prettier than my daughter?"

"Not everyone's boobs I managed to shoot with my love, Dad. Not all beauty conquers."

"Tough guy like him."

"Yes." Yeah." Bellova nodded slowly. Does he need to go to Raymundo Alvaro and say he wants to be together? Give a chance to build a relationship? "Who's that guy, Dad? What do you want for me?"

"One of our relatives."

"Give me a chance."

"He's willing to wait, Love." Sighs long. "Tell me, if you need money. I might be able to find ...."

"No, Dad. I make money from selling Miradoura and some jobs will make money. Just trust me and help me take care of your health. Hmm?!"

"My very devoted daughter. That's why I want a man I can count on to take care of you wholeheartedly. The man who will make me live a long life because it gives happiness to my daughter."

"My father's prayers will penetrate to the pillars of the clouds and will break through the sky directly into the presence of God."

"Amen."

Bellova left her family three days later. Take a plane across the Atlantic Ocean to the capital. He arrived there towards noon on a morning flight despite the transit. No delay in heading straight to the studio not so far from the city center.

People don't know, Belliza's in a coma. Similarly, friends even the closest relatives. So, Bellova will take Belliza's position for a while, but stay as Bellova and give her reason Belliza is busy somewhere. He's gonna stop being Belliza and get into trouble.

The studio door was pushed, not a single person was seen. Of course, there were only two officers left. Bellova went straight upstairs, where there were three rooms. One is used to receive guests, one is used as a warehouse and another room where the production process takes place. After the sketch of the dress is agreed, make the pattern, cutting, sewing, early stage fittings before beading and final fittings. Receive the final payment and everything is over.

"Miss?! Oh my God, thank God you came," exclaimed one of the girls immediately rose from his seat followed by another girl who was busy drapping fragments of cloth as an archetype on the mannequin.

"Kayla .., Charlize ...," said Bellova, remove the gloves and sunglasses.

Kayla and Charlize were the two people who stayed behind due to a considerable debt to Belliza. They could have escaped, but these two women survived. Kayla is white, a little stylish, bring a tablet and pen. While Charlize, younger and cheerful immediately descended to the first floor.

"The top floor has been cleaned and repainted, for you."

"Thank you."

However, Bellova could not sleep there with the smell of fresh paint or she would be short of breath later that night.

Checking the work schedule. Viviane Raquel's wedding is in two weeks. So Viviane is the first and foremost job. The woman's request was clear, one dress for three looks. Drawing a dress design on top of a three-dimensional mannequin drawing, Bellova began with a mermaid dress on the inside. Choose materials and create patterns based on Kayla's detailed body size. He will visit Belliza after Viviane's first fitting is completed. Meet Cheryl and see her daughter's situation before deciding to call a lawyer. He also needs to meet Mr. Lucio Vargas.

Concentrate, the weather is quite cold towards the beginning of February. Bellova tightens scarves. Why is he wearing this scarf?

"I wear this scarf because it's so warm." Defend oneself.

Didn't he decide to forget Raymond Alvaro?

Forgetit? Sure enough?

Why deliberately pass in front of Anthony's steel and expect to accidentally see Raymundo Alvaro?

Even if they spent the night together, Bellova knew nothing about the man's work until Aldinho told her. Raymundo Alvaro is an Anthony's Steel. They have many branches and do construction work out of the country. The company is just four blocks from the studio.

Forget her! Oh, my God, what's so hard about Raymundo Alvaro?

Of course it's hard, Bellova. You shared a beautiful night with her.

It was just a normal night, idiot! I can have a night like that with a guy.

It won't be the same, Bellova.

Shut up, please!

How could that Master affect him?!

"I'm going crazy" Bellova lamented as she stared at the white paper, which originally had a mannequin picture turned into a picture of Raymundo Alvaro. He drew the man in great detail. "I wasn't saved. Oh, my God."

Bellova throws a rough pencil on the table. Rise from his seat. Decide it needs fresh air so it doesn't mess up.

"Has the materials and beads I ordered arrived?"

"Yes, Miss."

"I'll be out for a minute."

Bellova stepped away from the studio, onto the bustling streets. Without purpose, until the smell of fresh fruit called out to him. Stop at Fruity & Fresh Self-service on the third block of the studio. Go inside and pick up the trolley. Not only fruit, this place has cheese, yogurt, wine and fresh vegetables.

"Raymundo Alvaro is different in the kitchen. Hidden talent." Bellova repeated a conversation with Queena.

Bellova complained for the umpteenth time. He picked oranges into the bag, white wine and some other fruit, when suddenly the man's voice sounded very clearly not far from him talking to someone.

"What is this too?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Bellova turned towards the sound, found the man, looked very formal and Bellova was not hallucinating. Lord Raymundo Alvaro is there, on the side of a middle-aged woman who looks not from the ordinary. Not far from them a young woman was engrossed in choosing fruits and vegetables.

"What food do you like, Lord Raymundo? We can buy some ingredients for dinner."

"Anything, Miss," said the man flatly.

Bellova clasped Sunkist in her hand, stunned. Unable to deny the reality, Bellova was eager to hear the heavy and cold voice of the man.

"What can you cook, Viviane?" asked the middle-aged woman sounded incredulous.

"Many, Mrs Gracia Anthony. I don't just have a pretty capital."

Bellova let out a long sigh, recognizing the woman Viviane Raquel from the profile of the customer whose dress Bellova was working on.

"Change after marrying Viviane! This guy is good at cooking, learn from him!" reprimand Mistress Gracia looks hostile Viviane.

"Oh my God, this is Aunty's self-service. Do you need to advise me between fruits and vegetables?" sahut Viviane and Raymundo Alvaro.

Bellova shrugged, no hope for me. Almost die because he missed Raymundo Alvaro, for a month to a second ago. Right now, there was nothing between them even though it was only about a name.

Breathing in a lot of pain.

Bellova filled grapes, apples, potatoes and stood in front of the shelves of bottles of bebidas (drinks) choosing one bottle of Martini. Want one Red Label but fear of dropping a very tight bottle keeps going, so wave at a fairly tall employee. Bellova returned to the shelves while waiting, choosing Chocolate Negro and Chocolate de Lette.

"Can I help you, Miss?"

"Yes, I want Red Label," pointed Bellova to the top shelf. Back to choosing lots of snacks. The menu will change over the next few days.

"alright. Just hold on a second." The waiter took a special ladder and took a bottle of the drink Bellova wanted. Get down the stairs and give it to Bellova, but someone's hand holds it.

"Can I exchange it for one carton of milk!" Not a question but an order.

Bellova looked up, found Raymundo Alvaro staring at her. Their eyes meet. Bellova swore in her heart, she could not find a way to kick this man out of her.

Miss you. Bellova screamed from the depths of her soul by despair.

"Do we know each other, sir?" asked Bellova astonishment. "As far as you are. Can you get me one?" Bellova asked the self-service employee.

"Go!" raymundo orders the employee to leave immediately.

"Hey, Sir. At least serve customer requests. I pay cash not owe."

Raymundo Alvaro scrunched up at him. "Is it because I'm without news, you're an alcoholic?"

Bellova slightly mangap, blow a rough breath. Turn your face, gather courage. For some reason, every moment with Raymundo Alvaro was archived in his brain. He returned, staring back at the bullying.

"You don't suit me and I'm not your type. We have walked in each other's lives. I will be getting married and married soon. Please wake up from a dream" Bellova said.

"Is that so?"

I like you, Mr. Raymundo Alvaro. Can we have a serious relationship?

"Of course, why do I need to drag on a man without emotion, flat, stiff, clumsy, cruel, selfish, callous and strange personality?"

"Sounds annoyed at me."

Of course I'm upset. You didn't ask me at all.

"Who are you that I need to be upset with you? Please, move!"

Bellova pushed the groceries to the cashier, leaving the man behind. Amazingly Bellova, you kicked her quickly after missing her for a month. Between praising and blaspheming yourself.

"Is there anything extra, miss?" ask the cashier to start counting the groceries.

"No, thank you."

"Have a member card?"

"Yes" Bellova nodded with Belliza's card.

"The party expired" said the cashier.

"Ehem, I haven't used a member card in the last year. I'll use it more often from now on."

"Well, while I'm counting the groceries can I replenish the membership form?"

"I'm in a hurry. I'll come back later when I'm not busy."

"Oh yeah sure."

Bellova checked the groceries, turning around as Viviane rebuked.

"Belliza Damier?!" Viviane came to Bellova, smiling brightly. "Me and Adriella came into the studio a while ago but your assistant said you were in Macau."

"I'm sorry Viviane. I'm Bellova, Belliza's sister."

"Oh no, don't kidding me! Belliza, I know we're not the bestie friend but please don't play this silly joke."

"Yes, I am so sorry. Belliza is still in Macau for a job. I'm Bellova, her sister. I've prepared an early look for your dress, Miss. Please come to the studio later. Kayla will send you a message."

"I can't believe this. Are you really not Belliza?"

"Yes, I'm his sister."

"Alright," Viviane nodded still in disbelief. "Can I stop by today? It just so happens that Aunty is here and the studio isn't far from here. I can show her my wedding dress." Viviane waved at the middle-aged woman. Also by Raymond Alvaro. Bellova diverted attention by asking the cashier for a form.

"I'm busy today, after all Kayla will send a message when everything's ready."

"No why, can you? Lord Raymundo needs to get the size as well."

What the hell?! Jerit Bellova's. Is this man going to marry Viviane?

Bellova finally did.

"It's my Aunty. Madame Gracia Anthony." Viviane introduce them. Gracia Anthony, doesn't that mean she's Axel Anthony's mother?

"Mrs Gracia, I'm Bellova Damier."

"Aunty, this is the designer who made my wedding dress."

"Bellova Damier?! It looks familiar. Are there many women named Bellova Damier? Queena said something about a woman named, Bellova Damier."

"If Bellova Damier .., may be mentioned by your son-in-law, then I am Bellova."

Lady Gracia Anthony turned to Raymundo Alvaro who was flat. Looking back suspiciously at Bellova as if Bellova was stalking them into a convenience store. Viviane doesn't care.

"A strange coincidence."

"Our study is just a few blocks from here, ma'am. I come here often."

"This Bellova Damier, your date that Queena is referring to?" Turn to Raymundo.

Unwitting.

"Raymundo Alvaro?"

"Yes, Madam."

Lady Gracia Anthony squinted at Bellova. "You know that, Lord Raymundo will marry my ponakan?!"

Something struck directly in Bellova's heart. If, these three days are cold, empty and gray then today is battered. Bellova grinned all over the joint.

So, this guy is busy getting married?

So, this man will build a dwelling on his land to live with Viviane?

Good jobs. You are na'if and careless, Bellova.

And Bellova Damier is working on a special order wedding dress for the woman Raymundo Alvaro will marry? The man she slept with a month ago in a tent.

Increase, Bellova Driely Damier. Congratulations, you're a real loser this year. Your remarkable achievement. Enjoy Martini and plunge into the sea after this.

"Our relationship ended a month ago. I haven't told Queena yet because I think Mr. Alvaro has told Queena," Bellova said, turning to Raymundo Alvaro, speaking out of sight of the man. When Bellova found no answer, she cursed the man with an indecipherable facial expression, with all the evil spells from all over the world. "May be happy always," added Bellova as she was swearing over a languishing heart, WHAT IS THIS?

"Miss, please grab your groceries." The cashier reprimanded himself from shock.

"Red Label, has it been added?"

"Already, Miss."

Bellova took her groceries.

"I'll wait in the studio, Mrs Gracia, Viviane, Mr. Alvaro."

Bellova's gone from there. Life is full of surprises, right? But this surprise makes the most sense.

Should Bellova call Queena and ask what happened? He has nothing about Raymundo Alvaro. Queena number, or something.

Cell phone's ringing. Paul Damier called.

"Bellova, are you okay there? You didn't send word until we were so worried."

"Dad. Um, sorry. I arrived and went straight to work."

Cross over. Some street users protested because he was talking on his mobile phone while crossing. Bellova stopped fearing being struck by a passing vehicle. He leaned against a tree, kept his cell phone away and laughed at himself.

"What's Bellova?"

"I'm going to marry the man Daddy chose for me. No need to delay."

"Belloa?! Doesn't that sound rushed? What's up, honey? Did something happen?" Panicked.

"Don't panic, Dad. I changed my mind. I'm gonna marry her. Love can grow at any time, right?"

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