Chapter 2

I honestly don't know that man, even his name, or where did he ever came from. He just happened to appear in the club and starts bother me. I didn't even know how the hell did he knew me? I'm pretty sure we've never met even once in my life.

But maybe he saw me first at the club and... got attracted after that? Or got curious about me? I don't know. He doesn't even sound curious at all. Well, I'm not interested with whatever reason he has too.

"Irene..."

Biting her lips like there's something she's hesitant to tell, Cathy slowly went to me. I'm already preparing for my duty in the small boutique when she approaches.

"I have another expenses..." she was very hesitant.

I stared at my little sister. Her school is very much demanding when it comes to expenses and she's hesitant to tell it to me because it became frequent these past days. She can't also tell my Mom about her expenses because the latter would always find a way to pay even when she's very sick. I'll get mad for it.

I am responsible for her finances because I was the one pushing her to continue studying no matter how hard our life is right now, the dream I wasn't able to continue because of my responsibility as the eldest.

"Let me see," I take a look on her additional expenses and my throat immediately went dry.

It's all too costly. I was speechless! I swallowed really hard. I saw my sister's worried face, staring at my reaction.

"I'll try to pay it all the next week, together with your final exam. But I'm still not sure if I can earn this at once but I'll try my best..." I said it to tell her not to worry anymore but I don't want her to be too hopeful about it too. I'm really having a hard time earning right now.

"That's... very urgent expenses because it's one of our project. Deadline is tomorrow." she bit her lower lip.

What?

My lips parted and I wasn't able to speak.

I noticed Dad's presence at the stairs. I slowly looked up. He was towering over us on his wheelchair, looking sad and miserable. I smiled to assure him that we're fine because I definitely know that emotions crossing his face.

He always blames himself with our misery right now because he feels useless of being incapable of working. My father is lying on his wheelchair of years now, unable of moving and working for life.

That's why I am really working hard for our daily expenses. My mom's also sick and can't work much. Most of the time, she's just here in the house, taking care us and attending my father.

"G-Good morning!" I smiled before attending to my father. "How's my handsome papa's today? Did you have a good sleep?"

He smiled a little and slowly moves his wheelchair to step down from the stairs. Before I can completely went to him, he accidentally turns his wheelchair fastly that it rolled in the stairs without stop! My eyes widened when I saw him rolling out from his wheelchair and falling ruthlessly down the floor!

My body shook too much. I was screaming fearfully in my mind when I saw my father unconscious and wasn't moving!

"Papa!"

Everything happens too fast. I was just out there preparing for my duty then all of the snap, we're suddenly running to the hospital.

My father had it very critical. His critical bruises pushes the doctor to plan series of operation for him to survive. He needs to be operated as early as possible or else the infections would complicate his body more.

My father's body is already not in condition before the incident today. It's hard for him to move a muscle and now that he has fallen ruthlessly, he got it more critical. My worries has beyond the bare minimum, it's making shake so hard. I'm so afraid of many what ifs running in my head.

"What's wrong?" it's the same man in the club again, bugging me in my work.

I turn to him when he asks that. I was serving the tables and he maybe notice me occasionally staring at nowhere in the middle of serving.

As much as I want to stay at the hospital to attend my father, I know I need to work. Now that I have another hospital expenses to worry, I need to grind really really hard.

"What are you doing here?" I ask because as far I remember, I am serving far from his table. Then he came here all suddenly beside me.

He didn't speak and just stared at me. I smiled to my customer and left to attend another one. I noticed him following me immediately.

"Is there something wrong?"

"None. Go back to your sofa."

"I don't like how you look tired tonight," he uttered, holding my arm to stop me from walking. "Go home and rest."

"You're not gonna be the one to say that. Mind your own business."

He licked his lower lip and titled his head. "Apparently, I am minding my business." he stared deeply.

His phone suddenly rang. He answered it while still holding my arm, putting me in place. He stops for a while before I saw his jaw clenched. His eyes never left mine.

I slowly stay out from his hold and walk out. He puts down his phone and immediately run after me. He held my arm again.

"What?"

His lips parted and was hesitant to say something. In the end, he shook his head and closed his eyes.

"Let's go home," he said and starts pulling me out of the club!

"What are you doing? Stop it! Go home your own!"

"Let's go home or I'll force you out in here!" he said a bit of intensity.

"Who the fuck are you to think that you have your way all to me? Let me go because I am not going home!"

He heads up and blew a frustrated breath. I saw his Adam's apple moving hotly. My breathing hitches as I finally noticed how he looks handsome tonight with his white dress shirt, slacks and brown leather black shoes. His broad and wide chest emphasize because of his tight shirt.

"You're not going home because you need to work really hard, right? Then go home and I'll provide it all for you!"

I push him away. "Thanks, I can work and provide my own!"

I turn away but he followed and pulls my arm again! What the hell is this man problem?

"Your father's already awake! So let's go home!"

What the fuck? How did he knew about my father?