Abandon

What's with the drama? I'm not used to it because my friends are crazy. There are no dull moments when they were around; we have been through so much in the past years. It is why I wish they were with me as I want to share the best moments of my life.

Ah! I just said I don't like drama. But the dishes in front of me were delicious. Maybe it was the unique character of the dish. It could make one remember who are the dearest people in one's heart.

But since I was inside a luxurious hotel suite, I should act elegant and regal like a noblewoman. Initially, I plan to ram the food without caring about table etiquette, but it won't be harmful to pretend like a classy woman once in my lifetime. Right?

Hence, I carefully picked up the soup spoon. I dip it into the bowl. Slowly, I drew the scoop close to my mouth. After a few seconds, I quietly drink the soup.

'Hmm… The soup is savory, but I need more pepper.' I found one and sprinkled some on the soup.

Everything on the table is mouthwatering. So, who cares if I won't show any table manners? I will stuff my mouth and fill my growling stomach to my heart's content.

Why should I torture myself and starve? I must get true to myself; thus, I followed my sense and forgot elegance.

I enjoyed my meal the way I had my dinner back home. No strict dining etiquette, but savor the food with a grateful heart for the blessing I received today.

I'm glad the steak they offered me was well done. The big-cut potato fries are on different levels.

There are ingredients for a vegetable salad, but I'm not fond of some green leafy herbs. I pushed them aside and picked out my favorite ones.

I grab a bowl, then put some lettuce, spinach, tomatoes, pineapples, avocado, and berries mixed into the salad dressing. I added some cheese, eggs, and chicken meat.

Hmmm… I put a spoonful of salad into my mouth, and no doubt fresh and high-quality ingredients could make a unique taste.

And I am regretful when so much food is left on the table. I wish I could eat them all, but my appetite was not good. I was already full, so I could not force more food into my mouth. They must prepare just enough serving for me. I think I will do that. I have to notify the butler.

Not to waste more food, I left the table and carried the champagne bottle and wine glass in my left hand while a plate of dessert was in my other hand. I strode toward the living room and nestled on the fluffy sofa across the floor-ceiling window.

There is a gadget on the table and a short message. I'm not a Tech person, so I tried my best to study with the tablet in my hand.

I finally found the apps and pressed the button that said TV. It appears on the screen the TV channels I could watch. I tried to watch some and then change to another channel until I pressed the Finance channel.

Some narrator is blabbing about numbers and graphs and I need help understanding them completely. Then, suddenly, a few men are displayed on the tv screen.

According to the host, they were tycoons gathered in the capital city for some commerce conference this week.

"Life of wealthy people. They actually need to work hard to stay dominating in the industry." I muttered lazily. I actually heard this from Camilla. As working in a corporation, she definitely knows about this.

I heaved a sigh as my gaze traveled through the living room. Like the stuff in the bedroom, everything smelled and looked expensive. Such heaven it is! It had just been half a day since I arrived in this city, but I was already in disbelief about everything that had happened to me today.

Yet, my heart remained wary.

"Where are you, Camilla?"

I cannot stop worrying about that girl! Horrid scenarios began popping out in my head, and it scared the hell out of me.

"What if?"

"No! I should not think this way!"

I buried the unnecessary thoughts and clasped my hands to pray.

"Call me soon, Camilla."

It was difficult for me to contact her because I didn't have any social media accounts aside from Instagram, and I just created an account after Camilla encouraged me to make one. She told me she would contact me through the app. I didn't know this was her plan!

I socialize a lot back in my hometown. So I primarily relied on phone calls and SMS.

I pulled out my phone from my pocket and did something on the settings. A few messages came, but none came from Camilla. I sent her an SMS and waited for her reply.

Ten minutes had passed, and I was still waiting for a response from her. I messaged the girls back home, asking them if they had heard anything from Camilla on her social media.

After five minutes, my phone chimes. I received three messages from Verna.

"Girl! Camilla is with her boyfriend! She just posted on her IG."

I was dumbfounded, reading Verna's reply. Since I only followed my friends' IG accounts, I instantly saw Camilla's post.

I left a message on Camilla's IG that she should contact me as soon as possible because I'm too worried already. But ten minutes and more had passed—still, no response from her.

"What is going on with that woman?" Hopeless, I sigh in my heart.

I am worried sick, but she doesn't care about me! She knew I hadn't been here before!

We flew to this country separately, but she promised to wait for me at the airport. But she actually had other plans.

At last, Camilla replied after half an hour, but she only said I should enjoy my stay in the hotel without her, and she would contact me again after a few days.

"What are doing?" I sent this message in a hurry, so I sent another.

"What are you doing?"

"Where exactly were you? You made me worry terribly!"

I sent a bunch of texts, but Camilla did not reply again.

I badly wanted to spank that adult woman! Camilla knew her parents would be enraged once they learned they weren't together because she was with her boyfriend.

"Is she thinking I am only a third-wheeler?"

On the one hand, I could not stop feeling bothered about it. Why does Camilla abandon me? She could tell me about it beforehand. Thus, I did not stop sending her plenty of messages the next minute.

It's been half an hour, but I am still waiting for a response from Camilla. I waited for another half hour, but since there was still none, I took a hot shower.

I went upstairs and headed straight to the shower room. My mouth dropped almost instantly upon entering the vast bathroom. Everything in this room was shiny floors and sparkling walls, and I could actually mirror myself in them.

The big tub is inviting me to soak my tired body. I filled it with water, then turned on the jacuzzi heater and dropped a generous amount of liquid soap. I lit a few scented candles, and the room filled with soothing scents.

I take off my clothes, throw them on the chair nearby, and waste no time dipping my body into the tub. The warm water made me moan with so much satisfaction.

"Gosh! I want to live here forever!"

Anyway, I'm just kidding saying this. I need to go home soon.

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After half an hour of soaking my tired body in a bubble tub, I stepped out from it and washed my body inside a majestic glass shower room.

Having a full bath satisfies me; finally, I feel refreshed.

I stepped out of the bathroom wearing a cotton robe hugging my body. There must be a mistake, as the robes were too skimpy on me. My height is 5 feet and 10 inches.

The length allows my bottom to peek out. It is inappropriate to wear it in someone's presence, in which I am not on a honeymoon to seduce my husband! So I put on my clothes and found comfort on the couch while I reviewed my itinerary.

Then it shocked me when it stated that there was a welcome dinner specially prepared for all the lottery winners tonight and I must attend wearing a formal dress.

"What? I don't have a formal dress!" I searched my luggage for a proper outfit, but to no avail. "What am I going to do now?"

Do I have time for shopping? How about if I skip the party? Ugh. What a pain in the ass. I don't know what to do!

Camilla should be here to help me!

Who will dress me up?

I wish I had a fairy godmother to help me out.