Married By Mistake – Chapter 3

LUNA

I waited for Dylan to leave before I left my room. Until now, I still feel the fear caused by what happened last night. No one will protect me, so I have to be more careful. Now that I know that there is no hope that Dylan will appreciate me, I have buried my feelings for him.

By noon I had left our house. It was a little afternoon. After all, I woke up because I didn’t sleep well right away. I had to go to one of the branches of our Salon in Valenzuela. There was a problem there.

s.

They greeted.

le reserved for me.

le sluggish now. Our satisfaction rate has also dropped.”

verybody, right? We’ll just find a way. I’ll think of solutions. As soon as possible.”

stomers now but I’m sure that when December and January come, there will be a lot of makeovers.” I added. They nodded.

w a white woman enter. She was wearing leather shorts that further emphasized her long thighs and a pink hanging blouse. Its brown hair is wavy and shiny.

im.” authoritatively she says when her gaze lands on

n. He looked at me coldly and then he approached the woman who had just arrived.

u get out of the car?” Said the woman and hugged Dylan’s waist.

My hand went numb as their lips applied. Everyone looked at the two.

ing of my lips due to the suppressed crying. I also cast spells a few times to hold back my tears. I also averted my eyes.

t to him?

nt to his office then. When I saw this woman kissing I scandalized and insulted the

sick. I was scared to see my father and Dylan angry again. It was as if I was smal

Wait. I’ll trim my hair first.” The woman pulled Dylan away weakly. She smiled and gave Dylan a quick ki

rom time to time. It sat and just stared at the woman. Neither turned to me it did not bother. I took a deep breath and bowed.

’s hair was trimmed. She stood up. Dylan also stood up and approached h

.”

s cold stare. I was swallowed.

the change.”

with my gaze as he turned around. I watched how he put his hand on the woman’s waist and how he kissed the woman’s fo

ay, Luna. Stop.

talked about how handsome Dylan was, the PDA of the two and how lucky the woman was with Dylan.

ed! Isn’t that cool? ‘.

mbarrass myself.

” I lied and went out.

When I got home, I took my suitcase and put all my belongings there. If I don’t get rid of his powder he just keeps on hurting me. My heart could no longer bear what Dylan was doing. I loaded the suitcase into my car and checked into a hotel. Maybe he won’t look for

lt peace like this.

n my bed because I was in a hurry. I drove there, it was only seven o’clock, so Dylan was not there yet

ng on the flooring near his bedroom door.

him immediately. “Dylan?”

ylan.”

harply. “‘Don’t touch me!’

and up.”

d—” He suddenly

im down.

to get dressed. To make you comfortable.”

white t-shirt in his cabinet. Fortunately, he cooperated so I quickly dressed him.

rts.” He mo

e taking medicine.”

ed his face with his arm.

n…”

my room

ier to heal.

room. I put it on the table by the side of its bed and sat on its bed.

Dylan, wake up.”

“Didn’t I tell you to come out?”

d. Eat first then take medicine.”

.”

ylan. You’ll b

hurts more!” He said a bit loudly.

on my arm and thigh. I s

r. I endured the pain as I soaked the burn in cold water. I also covered my thigh in the shower. I just close my eyes. My arm and thigh were r

came out of the bathroom. Dylan’

ean my room. It’s

earfully.

er. I took an ointment and blinked at the pain. When the pain subsided, I brought the basins with only water and rags.

tarted wiping the cement.

t!” He said as he shook his head.

.”

, when I say I don’

he bedsheet that was also filled with

with the basin and his bedsheet resting on my shoulder.

and then ate a little. Out of concern for Dylan, I sat on the edge o

ed him. I touched his forehead. Her fever got worse.

wn the air conditioner so it wouldn’t get too

cold.

his blanket when he suddenly loo

my lower lip. I’

, are y

bed and sat on the sofa. Gradually drowsiness visited me.

my eyes. I adjusted my seat and looked at Dylan.

chose to touch his forehead. “You’re still hot.”

ng on the bed and looking coldly at me.

rant; I know you won’t eat my food.”

t down.” He s

Here’s the m

to Dylan, he was looking at my arm. I hid that. “I-I’ll be

exit and looked at him. “It’s… It’s nothing. Get out.

when I saw who the caller was.

Pa?”

ce came to me.

e just went home and dropped

tears fell from my eyes as I took all the painful words he threw at me.

e. He immediately cut off the call.

almed the feeling. I caressed my burnt skin and asked myself, am