The Royal Contract

Chapter 726: Silent treatment

Amelia looked at the clock in her room, only to realize that it was already late. She never liked waking up late since she enjoyed accomplishing most of her work in the morning.

It usually gave her a sense of accomplishment when she could finish a project early that day. But then again, she was not working today. She was supposed to be on vacation.

But today was an exception since she did not have a good sleep last night, courtesy of the man that was probably waiting for her in the hospital.

“Oh, the nerve of that man.” She rubbed her face to get rid of the image of his face as it kept popping up in her consciousness. If she was being honest, he was all over her dream too.

But how could she avoid thinking about him when he would not stop bothering her. He had kept texting and calling her until the wee hours of the night.

But it was also her fault if he was able to bother her. She should have turned her phone off. That should have stopped him from texting and calling.

Still, he was very persistent even after she had turned him down after dinner from walking her back to her room. She knew if she gave him a hint suggesting that she was interested, he might mistake it for something else and assume more was waiting for him.

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But she was not interested in him. She kept insisting. First, she was not over yet with her current heartbreak. Secondly, she was not interested in a relationship.

Lastly, she was not about to jump into another complicated situation and wind up in tears again.

Then, her phone beeped once, indicating an incoming message. But when she opened it, her father’s name appeared as the sender. She quickly closed the app, not wanting to read his text message.

She quickly took a shower and changed into her new clothes. Then, she sat on her bed, waiting, staring at her phone.

Why was she suddenly disappointed that he had not texted or called? But then again, she should be happy that he had finally given up on her.

She grabbed the phone on her bed and called her assistant for an update. She could not keep dodging her calls. It was not fair to them. Her life did not stop just because her heart shattered into pieces. She had to bounce back from this and move on.

“I want you to rearrange my schedules. Give me a few more days.” She stated on the line, giving her assistant some instructions. “I will be back as soon as I can.”

As much as she loved her work, she knew she could not give her best at the moment. She needed time to recover from this situation and find a way out of her father’s constant bullying before she could resume her life and leave this place for good.

Suddenly, she was back to doing nothing but stare at the different walls of the hotel room. She could order a late breakfast, but she did not feel like eating.

Then, she contemplated if she should bother visiting Angela now that her grandson had arrived. She was not obligated to anyway, but still, she felt she owed to say goodbye to her.

After a few more minutes, her phone rang this time. She thought of not answering it, thinking it could be her father, but the persistent ringing made her change her mind.

She sighed when she saw no name on the screen. It was an unknown number. She wondered who it could be, but at least it was not her father. Or that creep.

A handsome creep, her mind kept reminding her. Still, she doubted that he would use another number to bother her. She decided to answer it, realizing that it could be the hospital calling her about Angela.

She remembered she was still in their records as her emergency contact person. But her grandson was there. Why would they call her? ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ N(o)v????l(F)ire

Still, she answered the call. “Yes,” Amelia could not bear to think that something wrong might happen to her friend.

“Amelia, I am glad I was able to contact you. It is Angela.” The sweet voice on the other line introduced herself. “I was wondering what time are you coming over. But if you are busy, I will understand too.” The voice had a tinge of disappointment in her voice, but she tried to hide it in the jolliness of her voice.

“Of course, I am coming over. I just had to deal with some work stuff, which caused my delay.” She answered her, hoping to wipe the sadness in the woman’s voice.

She could not help but feel guilty that she contemplated not visiting the sweet lady. She seemed so weak and needed some company. Maybe her grandson had to go somewhere, leaving her all alone. That poor lady, she thought.

“That is wonderful.” The voice on the line cheerfully responded. “I hope to see you soon.”

She quickly finished putting on light makeup and grabbed her bag from the table, deciding to spend some time with Angela. It was better than moping around her room.

As soon as she stepped inside the room, she knew she might have made a mistake. She found Angela laughing at whatever her company was telling her.

“Amelia, I am so glad that you are finally here.” Angela spotted her before she had the chance to turn around from where she came from, hoping to leave the room without being noticed.

She thought that he would be out and she could spend some time with Angela before he returned. But she guessed her intuition had been failing her more and more.

“Angela, I am glad to see that you look quite healthy and cheerful.” She could not find the words she wanted to say, knowing that he was there, probably staring at her.

But she was surprised when he only gave her a nod and looked away, not even greeting her or giving her more attention like yesterday. What was wrong with him? She wondered as she waited for him to make a move.

“I think I am feeling better and better every minute.” Angela excitedly replied to her, looking like she had never been sick. At least Angela was recovering fast. She should be happy about that.

Then, what was her problem? Why was she suddenly feeling so gloomy? Then a thought came to her mind.

That was simply insane.

She could not accept what her mind was suggesting to her about his actions. She did not want to believe that she was affected by his silent treatment.