His Drama Queen novel Chapter 33

"I know, princess. I know. And I am so fucking sorry for not telling you earlier. I really am sorry."

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes for a while. "How long did you know that she would come?"

"Since yesterday." He answered, his voice barely in a whisper.

"Is that why you were so wary and forgot about our date?" I questioned, keeping my eyes on him. I studied his body language, because that is how I know if he's telling the truth or if he's simply lying to me.

"If I would say no than I would be lying."

I really really wanted to throw the night lamp on him. "And...you decided to not tell me."

"I know that this would be your reaction."

"And you still chose to not tell me?! You brought your ex in the house where your current girlfriend is living?"

"Where else would I bring her? Four seasons? You know that would cause another big fight."

"Get out! Get out of this room before I throw this night lamp at you!" I yelled as I stood up and grabbed the night lamp to threaten him. I would not actually throw it at him, I just wanted to scare him.

"Why are you so mad? I don't understand?" He asked frustrated, going with his hand through his hair. "I'm so clueless right now as why you are mad. This is not a big deal!"

"Get out of this room and only come back when you realize why I am so fucking furious right now!" I hissed angrily.

"No, I will not. You tell me why you're mad. We will talk this out!" He said firmly. "I will not go out of this room until you tell me what's your problem!"

I stared bewildered at him. "You don't know what's my problem?! You don't know?!! Well listen, my problem is Veronika bitch Morozov. The rest you can figure out yourself! And until you don't know what you did wrong, don't bother looking for me!"

I angrily grabbed my phone and keys and walked out of the bedroom, slamming the door behind me closed. I did not care, that I was in my peignoir. Right now, the only thing on my mind is that I should get the fuck out of this house.

At the end of the stairs, Veronika was looking worried at me. She wanted to say something, but I immediately shut her up.

"This is what you want right?" I laughed falsely as I gave her a dirty look. "Enjoy your time with Ethan!"

"Rose, it's nothing. It's something between Ethan and I. I don't want you to worry about it." I said, smiling tightly at her. She was still standing next to me, her eyes pleading me to spill. "Rose, I am fine. Honestly."

Rose shook her head and glared at me. "No, I know it is bothering you. If you will not tell me, this fashion show will be canceled until further notice."

"What?! You cannot do that." I yelled out. I have been working my butt off the past few weeks so the fashion show wouldn't be a flop. The guest list, invitations, and everything else has already been ordered. Moving the date would be a waste of money.

"Oh I can honey. Don't underestimate me." She chuckled and sat down on the chair next to me. "So, will you tell me now?"

I crossed my arms and leaned back on the leather chair. The room was quiet, the only sound coming from the air conditioning. I stared outside the huge window in Rose office. I was contemplating whether I should tell her or not. Knowing Rose, she would freak out.

The past two weeks has been a blur for me. After I walked out of Ethan's house in my peignoir I slept in a hotel for three days before finally moving into an apartment. It was easy to find an apartment with the emergency money dad gave me. This certainly was an emergency.

I left my clothes and makeup at Ethan's house and purchased new one. I did not want to step foot on his property ever again until he realize what he did wrong and why I was so mad at him. I still cannot believe that he brought his ex-girlfriend home. I don't know what possessed him to do such a shameful thing.

I told Rose that I moved out, but I didn't tell her the reason why. She offered me a place to stay, but I knew better that time. The only reason she offered me is to know the reason why I left Ethan.