Can't Help Falling In Love novel Chapter 8

Vivian and I stood outside waiting for Felix to come join us then he and Vivian can leave since they pass the same route.

"So you stay at Wearous? " Vivian asked me.

"Yeah? " I replied.

"Then why are you working here? "

Oh! The people who live in Wearous are wealthy people and they do not need to struggle to earn a living.

"Err..well, it's not like I'm one very rich girl" I told her.

"Oh.. Ok"

"Are you guys still there" Felix yelled from within the shop.

I wonder what's keeping him ...

"We are still waiting dude" Vivian yelled back.

"Uhm, Vivian" I wanted to ask her about the other man.

"Yes Audrey"

"That man.." Before I could continue, she interrupted me like she knew who I wanted talk about.

"Oh Audrey, he is just one of our random customers" She answered.

I frowned a bit and she knows why I was asking her about him..

"You see Audrey, don't worry about what he said to you" Vivian said.

"What about what you said to him? " I asked her.

"Err...I, I mean He.. mmm" She stammered kind of, ashamed.

"Never mind" I quickly said.

"He is my client, I work for him and he pays me well" She said.

Hmm! I think I fully understand the kind of work but why? Why is she selling her own body? - for money?

I was about to throw another question at her when Felix came out.

"Now, let's go guys" He said.

"Well, I'll be walking home alone, I stay at Wearous" I told them.

"Oh... okay then, see you tomorrow" he smiled

I bid them "Bye" then we parted ways.

Truth be told, Today was so stressful.

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Simon's POV

"Daddy" I called as I walked into the house, then to his room... "Dad" I called again when I got to his room.

"Simon" I heard Dad's voice..He was in his room but the light were off.. I switched them on, then walked to his bed where he sat.

"Are you gonna eat here or on the dining table? " I asked him.

"Simon, isn't it stressful and tiring? Going to a restaurant after school to get what we'll eat every now and then? Simon, we've got the money, why don't you want me to hire a cook or a nanny or something?" My Dad said.

"Nah, I don't want... I don't want someone I am not related to cooking my food" I said as I began to serve him a plate of pasta and chicken on the table. "I've eaten, here is yours" I said.

"Think about it again" My Dad, Mr Anderson said then sat upright and drew out a fork.

"Well, why don't you get a wife?" I blurted and he paused.

"I mean it has always been you and I ever since my mom died..,lonely but wealthy, Why don't you get a woman. I don't mind having a step mom as long as she's good. She'll cook our food and you'll have someone to spend the rest of your life with - a soulmate, Aren't you bored with the daily routine of going to work, traveling and returning to being lonely" I said.

"Simon" he called

"Dad, think about it too. There are so many women out there that wants to be your wife and my mother. Dad, it won't kill if you get one"