The Woman Of THREE CROWN PRINCES
LOVE ME OR KILLME Part 38. We're Just Friend Now.
I want to go without breakfast so early and avoid meeting Nathan. I wish I could do it.
"You're leaving already?" I thought I was morning, but it was still not morning. He woke up once in the morning and was already in a gym suit, had finished jogging and had with his breakfast on the table even though it was still at 7 am.
The jogging shirt confirmed the shape of the chest of the field, I can imagine his abs, his sturdy arms, how Amanda can bear the loss of a lover like this. I didn't think it through. Less what this guy...Well, but he's not sorry at last.
"Yes I had to break through the traffic jam on i-405, it took me an hour and a half to get to the city center I think, there was a meeting this morning. I'll have breakfast at the office. I'll go first Nathan..."
"You don't have breakfast, coffee first? This is the sandwich you brought." I took that crooked sandwich. He is kind-hearted, no. This kind of good boyfriend was just thrown away by Amanda, when she wanted him again it was obviously too late.
"Here it is, I'll just buy coffee at the drive tru to the office."
I wave with a smile. All I do now is try to avoid him desperately. Get caught quickly, whoever it is, and I can go back to my house again.
"All right, see you."
I left the house with a sigh of relief. I thought maybe I could stay at one of my friends' houses, but who I don't have close friends with such protection, it's wrong that I left them in danger. I broke my intention.
My phone rang later. The number I know, Tyson, I almost forgot he works in LA right now.
"Tyson?" Yes, there is a friend who works here.
"Heard you got in trouble?" Are you okay.
"Yes, just a little problem with a spoiled girl..." I explained what happened to me.
"Rupanya so. You wanna meet? Dinner?" The last time he called me was probably three months ago, it's been that long. But now he keeps calling when I'm in a bit of trouble. Apparently he didn't ask for any help in LA.
"You're so relaxed apparently?"
"The case that is not too difficult is actually the evidence is clear, so yes you could say I am not too busy. I thought I was gonna need your help a little bit, but I didn't."
"Hmm you deserve to forget me, you only come when you need help."
"alright. We'll meet this afternoon..." We promised to meet later at a shopping mall in Westfield. I quickly agreed, an old friend who knew me, someone I could talk to.
I can't wait for the afternoon, this time my weekend is better with a friend well a very close friend...
"I'll go see a friend this afternoon, after you drive me to a restaurant you can go home."
"Miss, are you sure it's safe? We can escort you and your friends anywhere." The bodyguard assigned to accompany me confirmed his duty again.
"Safe, don't bother you. I'm not going back to Sir Nathan's house, maybe I'll stay with a friend, the house is guaranteed to be safe, I'm not going back to my house, the police are still putting up a police line." With those words I hope they understand not to disturb my private territory with this friend of mine.
"Ohh well, but we'll report to Mr. Sean first."
"okay."
Day passed and afternoon came. I did the job and was excited. Sean called.
"Sean, what's wrong?"
"You left your escort today. You're sure it's safe, you can make them escort you anywhere you get to your friend's place."
"Sean, you're overdoing it okay. I'll be fine. Don'tdon't worry. We're not going somewhere far away. Still a public area in LA. Have you guys found anything yet?"
"They're not professional hitmen as we feared, LA police tracked down some messages left on that person's phone, we suspected two groups, we'll make sure. The identity of the other person is known.
"It won't be too hard..."
"Sean, you're not going to punish him yourself, leave it to the police. I don't know how you guys work but hunting it myself I think it's too much." Sean laughed immediately.
"Natalie, we're just speeding up the investigation process. Relax, we're not going to do anything crazy that doesn't need to be your case to go to the police anyway."
"Ohh thank God I thought you guys would make trouble by sending a bouncer yourself."
"No, of course not, but if you want to slap the killer's own brain. It'll be in facelitations."