Chasing The Rejected

Chapter 46 

~CLARA- 

It has been three days since I packed out of the mansion and last saw Damon although I always feel like I see his car outside my house every moming and night but that couldn’t be. My mind was playing tricks on me. 

I’ve been feeling so lonely and had cried myself to sleep one time. How had i gotten so attached to someone in such a short time? I would never understand this mate pull thing. 

True to Lu 

Luca’s words, the maids came that night and got everything done in seconds. The house was sparkling clean by the time they left and the house was stocked with food. If it were under different circumstances, I would have been ecstatic to be staying in a home as beautiful as this but it just reminded me of the fact that I was alone again. 

The interior designer came the next day and I told him all I wanted and that night when I came back, it was all done already and I loved every bit of it. It almost began to feel like a home but was it my home? That question I couldn’t answer. 

“Dear I don’t understand, is the secret that bad that you can’t tell me?” Aunt Amelia uttered through the phone as I plopped myself down on my white couch with a bowl of cereal in hand. 

“Yes, it’s that bad and I don’t want to talk about it. Anyway, Damon and I haven’t spoken since then. I think he honestly hates me now” I murmured with a sigh before shoving a spoon of cereal into my mouth. 

“Well you were rude to him” She pointed out and I rolled my eyes. 

“Thanks for pointing that out” I muttered sarcastically and she chuckled. 

“Just go out and have fun. Take your mind off him for a while. Don’t you have friends?” She questioned and I pouted. 

“I have you” I murmured and she laughed. 

“I meant friends your age. No friends at work?” She questioned and I sighed. 

“Damon’s sister, Delilah is my friend but she has been out of the country for a while now. I have a few friends at work but most of them don’t like me that much. They are having a work picnic tomorrow but I don’t think I’m going to go” I muttered. 

“You are going, you need to get your mind off Damon so you’re going. Go look for a cute dress right now” She ordered and I groaned. 

“No buts, do it” She commanded and I sighed. 

“Yes Aunt Amelia” I murmured and she sighed. 

“Good. I have to go, my husband keeps pestering me. Sometimes I just feel like Killing him in his sleep” She uttered then–ended the call and I laughed to myself. That’s how I felt when I first met Damon, how quickly things have changed. I still feel like killing him sometimes though, 

I let out a sigh then finished my bowl of cereal and was ready to go to bed. I stood up from the couch and had already walked all the way up when I paused, turned around and went downstairs. I glanced out the window and frowned. Damon’s car wasn’t out there 

“I told you you were just losing y 

your mind.” I muttered to myself then closed my window before going to bed. 

11:40 Tue, 2 Jul–2 

I was nervous as the driver drove me to the park the picnic was being held at. I told Jason last night that I was coming and he immediately sent me the address. 

I thought he and his brother were going to hate me because it was quite obvious Damon was the one who got them fired but they acted like it had never happened. I was glad Damon gave them back their jobs though. 

“I’ll be waiting here ma’am” The driver uttered as the car came to a halt. 

“Oh you don’t have to, you’ll be bored. You can drive around and I’ll call you when I’m done” I uttered and the driver shook his head. 

“No ma’am, I’m okay with waiting” He replied and I sighed before climbing out of the car. 

I quickly spotted Jason and he waved me over with Job beside him. I could see the dirty looks the females were giving me but I decided to ignore them. Everyone knew that I was staying at Damon’s mansion anymore. 

As a matter of fact, the headlines were “WIFE SENT OUT 

UT OF HOMET 

FOR VARIOUS REASON‘ 

Different rumors were going around and the most frequent one was that Damon got tired of me and threw me out. I never stopped to correct anyone though. What could I possibly say? 

“You look beautiful, Clara” Job complimented and I smiled. 

One of the women, Jasmine, who I felt hated me the most because of the stink eye she always gave me, suddenly cleared her throat. 

“Shall we start?” The picnic started and they all immediately began chatting amongst themselves like old friends. I just kept to myself because I had nothing to say and just enjoyed the cool breeze. 

*50 Clara, since we are colleagues, can’t you tell us why you were sent packing?” Jasmine suddenly asked out of nowhere, turning everyone’s attention to me. 

“I heard your husband got tired of you. Well you were never anything exciting so that doesn’t come as a surprise” She uttered and the other girls laughed along with her. 

“Even if I told you the reason, you have already concluded in your mind your own reason and I don’t have the energy to correct you so think whatever you want. It’s a free world” I murmured and she scoffed. 

“You’re just saying that because you know what I’m saying is true. I heard you’re living in an abandoned little house. He didn’t even care enough to give you a mansion of your own” Jasmine uttered and her friends laughed and agreed with her but I just smirked. 

“But the house is ten times bigger than the little shed you call a home, ami wrong?” I uttered and everyone gasped. 

“You…” Before I could react, She picked up a glass of wine and threw it at me. 

“Jasmine!” Jason called out as I quickly stood up from the ground. My whole gown was stained. 

ed” She murmured and I glared at her before letting out a sigh 

“Opps, my hand must have slipped” 

*Coming here was a mistake, I’m going home” I muttered then ran away even despite the fact that Jason and Job were calling my name from behind. 

I wiped away my tears angrily. Why the fuck was I crying? I should be used to this kind of humiliation by now. 

Upon reaching the car, I looked up and instantly froze. 

There Damon was, parked at the other side of the road staring straight at me. 

2/3 Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

11:41 Tue, 2 Jul 

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His eyes trailed down my body and when our eyes locked again, his were filled with anger…