Chapter 10

Diana's POV

I called Chris to help me get my luggage’s, I was waiting for him in the main. door when I heard a loud thud in the kitchen. My forehead creased as I looked at the kitchen entrance. The light wasn't turned on so I couldn't see if someone's in there.

"Quinn?" I called as I started walking slowly towards the kitchen.

"Ana..." A familiar voice mumbled my name and I immediately pressed the light switch.

I gasped when I saw Quinn sitting on the floor while pulling his hair. He looked really in pain and he immediately groaned when the light flooded the whole kitchen.

"Ana, the light...please..."

Without saying a word, I dimmed the light and I walked towards him. I sat beside him and held onto his knees.

"Is your head aching?"

He nodded. "Hmm."

"I'll get your medicine-"

I was about to leave when he grabbed my hand and pulled me closer. His forehead rested on my shoulder and he leaned on me as if I'm the only one he needed. This is what he always does whenever his migraine attacks him. He would come to me and sleep in my arms until he'd better.

"Quinn, your medicine."

"...already took one."

I was able to breathe properly because of what he said. I put my hands on his back and started tapping his back gently, comforting him.

"Can you...stay...for tonight?" He asked with a hoarse voice.

"Miss Lane."

I looked at the person standing by the kitchen entrance. It's Chris and I don't know why he calls me that way again. He probably thinks I'd get mad if he calls. me Mrs. Lane.

"Chris, can you get my luggage and bring them to my condo? I need to stay for tonight."

He was quick to nod as a response and bowed his head before he turned his back to leave. I looked at Quinn again and caressed his cheek, wiping his sweat. His t-shirt is soaking wet with sweat. Even his hair is wet. "Let's go upstairs," I whispered in his ear

"I don't know what to do, Diana. I miss my grandma but she doesn't want to talk to me."

I gently caressed his hair. "She will eventually understand."

"I don't know. I feel like I'm losing everyone. I feel like...I'm trading you and my family with the woman I truly love."

I squeezed my eyes closed. I don't know if you're just so innocent, Quinn, or you are purely dumb. Of course, you will lose me. You chose to lose me.

I did not speak again after that. He fell asleep in my arms and I had to ask the guard to help me get him to the bed. I stared at his handsome face after putting a blanket on him. I have to stay for tonight since I know I won't be able to sleep in my new house if I leave him in this condition.

I slept in the guest room and I woke up at 5 in the morning. I took a bath and that's when I realized that my clothes aren't here anymore. I palmed my forehead and went to the master bedroom only wearing a bath towel around my body.

Quinn froze on the bed as soon as he saw me. He just woke up and his hair is really messy.

His lips parted as he stared at my face. "Y-You're here... It wasn't a dream..."

I glanced at his closet. "Can I borrow clothes?"

He cleared his throat and immediately nodded. "Yeah sure. I'll just...take a bath."

I nodded. "Okay."

"Uh, Diana..."

"Hmm?"

"Thank you. For staying."

I smiled at him. A genuine smile. "You're my best friend, Quinn."

I thought we'd be awkward but we're not. Breaking up hurts me, probably both of us but our friendship is saving our sinking connection. It hurts to be just a friend to the person you love, but that's our fate. My fate. However, I decided to slowly drift away from him. I want to s "Good morning, Miss Lane!"

"Good morning, ma'am!"

The employees at the company are strangely bubbly today. They were greeting me happily and I couldn't do anything but to just smile awkwardly.

"What's wrong with everyone?" I asked my assistant when I reached her table.

She smirked at me. "Everyone's intrigued and some are even envious, Miss Lane. If your boyfriend didn't come to pay a visit, we wouldn't know you two are a thing."

My forehead creased. "Huh?"

"Mr. Wilson Parker brought a giant bouquet, Miss Lane. I put it in your office."

My jaw almost dropped. A giant bouquet and what? Wil is my boyfriend? I was too shocked to even correct my assistant. I rushed to my office and saw the giant bouquet sitting on the single couch.

I stared at the bouquet of flowers while my mind was in chaos. I don't know why Wilson suddenly did this. He made it clear to me last night that he wants us to be friends but knowing his style, I know he's trying his luck to court me again.

I took a deep breath and sat on my swivel chair. I shook my head and opened the cabinet to put a lipstick on but I couldn't find my favourite lipstick. My forehead creased as I tried to search my pouch but it wasn't there either. I clearly remember leaving the lipstick on the drawer of my table yesterday.

Picking the other shade, I shook my head, thinking I misplaced it or dropped it somewhere. I was putting on lipstick when the door swung open and Quinn entered with a creased forehead. His eyes immediately roamed around the office as if searching for something before his eyes landed on me "Quinn-"

"Is he courting you again, Diana?"

My lips parted as I slowly pulled myself up. I stared into his angry eyes, trying to find some certain emotion like jealousy but no. I can only sense it was his pride talking.

"Answer me, Diana." He rushed to me after he locked the door.

I tilted my head and stared into his eyes. "Do I owe you an explanation, Quinn?"

"Diana, even if we're divorce, you are still my best friend. I just want to protect you from the people who're trying to hurt you."

I shook my head. "You're being unreasonable."

"I won't approve of him, Diana. He's not the right man for you. He will just hurt you."

I laughed sarcastically at his remark. "Say what? Since when did you become a fortune teller? I didn't know you had a glimpse of my fate?"

"Diana, I'm not playing with you," he groaned. "Reject him immediately. I don't like him for you."

"What are you? My father?"

"Diana..."

"Miss Lane?" We were interrupted by three knocks and my assistant's voice.

I looked at Quinn and shrugged my shoulders before I walked past him.

However, he grabbed my wrist, stopping me.

"Reject him, Diana. Or I will tell him that you're married to me."

"Are you nuts?"

"He's a womanizer, Diana. He will just play with your feelings."

I lifted my arms. "Okay. Let's say you are my best friend and you just want to protect me. Can't I at least trust my own instinct? You know me, Quinn. I'm not some...desperate boyfriend searcher to accept just anyone who tries to court me. I can handle myself perfectly. And please, fix your tone. You sound jealous."

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