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Chapter-41

Sebastian's pov

I sent text to her, but I didn't got any replies from her, I let it slide, thought she's attending class, then I kept my phone aside, and resumed my work, it was already lunch time, I ordered my assistant to bring my lunch to office, while having lunch I unlocked my phone to see if I got any reply from 'my flower' coz I know, her classes are already over and I know she finished talking with her friend.

When I didn't got any reply from her, I got angry, "how can she ignore me", its OK I can ask her when I call her in the evening , I lost my appetite coz of this, then I started to go through the project, as time passes I got off from my work. It was 5 in the evening. So I decided to text her.

S:- "good evening love, why aren't you replying back?"

I waited for 10 min, no reply. This time I was very angry with her. Again she's ignoring me and not responding. Then I went to my car and drove off to my penthouse. I went to my room took shower got freshen up. Still I was waiting for her texts, I went downstairs made coffee for myself, I'm staying alone so I have to do it on my own.

When I reached my room, I saw time it was already 6. its time to call 'my flower', maybe she's waiting for my call a smile appeared just by thinking it, after we get married, She'll be waiting for me in my home, I'm so happy. 'Control yourself seb' my mind scolded. I dialed her number, it ringed but she didn't picked my calls, I again dialed her number, again I got the same answer, after 15 minutes, till now I have called her 15 times continuously, it made me angry that she didn't replied my texts, and now not even picking my calls,'how dare she'.

So many thoughts came to my mind, what if she's with that bastard Lucas, no no she don't dare to disobey me, then again what if she's in some trouble which I don't know, all these made me restless.

S:- "call me back"

I texted her, but no reply for god sake pick up petal, I again and again dialed her number but no response. Then I decided to call tom.

I dialed the number of tom, he picked after a ring, "yes, boss" he said from other side, "where's petal?" I asked him, "sir, miss already reached home, I made sure that she's safe, so I'm in my apartment" he answered. "Did she met anyone?" again I asked him, "other than miss friend, no she didn't met anyone boss" he completed. "Alright keep protecting her" I ordered him, "yes boss, I'll" he said, "hmm" I ended the call.

Then again I texted her.

S:-"call me back or reply for my text".

Again no reply, I took my car keys and started my car and drove off to petals home, She'll surely get punishment today, how can she ignore me and avoid me.

S:- "I'm on the way to your home, get ready to explain, you are in big trouble 'my flower', call me instantly".

I drove to her home it was already 7:30pm when I reached there. I parked my car and got off, I went to main door, rang the door bell, Penelope opened the door "Sebastian its you, at this time, is everything OK?" Pen asked me, "yes, pen everything is alright, it's just that me and petal decided to meet today, she didn't came to meet me, so I thought something happened to her, so I came directly here, where's she?" I lied. "Oh, how forgetful she's, how can she make you wait, she's in her room" she said, "okay pen, I'm going to meet her" I said, as I was moving towards steps , pen said "it's already dinner time seb, come downstairs with petal", I nodded to her and ascended the steps.

I went to her room, without knocking, I opened the door loudly, there she is sitting without any worries and here I'm burning in anger and getting scared that she's in some trouble. I stood there, she didn't even looked up and started to scold "Michael, you idiot can't you knock, will your hands fall off if you knock" she shouted at me, she thought I'm her younger brother, still writing her assignment, when she didn't get any reply from me,

She looked at the door, to know who's that person who barged in without knocking, I was standing their in anger,Β  I was controlling myself from burst in anger, she gulped, her eyes were settled on me, I turned towards door, she released a sigh of relief, I heard that,what a naive girl, I locked the door behind me and turned towards her,"why are you closing the door?" She asked, shshe got scared, I was expecting an answer but I didn't gave anh, instead I asked a question to her.

"Where's your phone?" I said calmly, she lost in trance, "I said, where's your phone, petal?" This time I shouted loudly, "my phone?" She asked me like seriously, this girl asking me about her phone, "yes, your phone, where's it?" I asked this time not so loud but enough to show my anger, 'my phone' she searched on her bed, here and there, but she didn't find it, then she turned towards door to see, if I was still standing there or not, but I was already standing behind her at the edge of her bed.

"Where's your phone petal" I asked again, "I....I can-can't ab-able to fi-find it" I stuttered, she gets nervous all the time while talking with me. I slid my hand in my coat pocket and took my phone out and dialed her number and pressed my phone to my ear, she was watching all my actions, then we heard vibration, buzzzz, buzzzz, when we looked on bed, it was coming from her bag, she took her bag, opened it and there her phone is vibrating, with an unknown number popping on screen which was mine, she didn't saved it.

She put her fingerprint and unlocked her phone, there are so many messages and missed calls from my number, she was thinking, I don't know what, still phone inΒ  he hand, suddenly i snatched her phone,Β  sheΒ  got angry, "give me back, it's my phone" i didn't listened her and started to go through her phone. Like seriously, there my all msgs, calls,then I tapped on her phone, "give it back to me Sebastian" she again asked me.

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