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LoveStruck

Chapter 9 Life and a certain Mr. Dawson

Word Count: 1961    |    Released on: 04/11/2022

t of the weeks or rather,

one out of the reasons why she had always avoided makeup, she had a very sensitive skin and

amily had been trying to coax her to com

ct that they've been calling her non stop to come home. She had been avoiding home like a

t she found herself avoiding him. Each time he found an opport

ce has been scarce l

you later." She never gave him an opportunity to talk to her. M

as planning to have with Cassan

after work, either she eats with Faith in an expensive eatery or she dives straight in

to have a talk with the teachers and also check in on their kids performance. Each teachers s

in silence. She watched as the little girl sat alone in a corner with head bent.

he letter?" she had asked. The little

hadn't been expecting

ived, no one came to pick her up. Sarah was stranded, Faith wasn't there to keep her company, she had taken a sick leave. On

ting on the same bench with Cassandra, the exact plac

he needed to go home and eat a large portion of

nce, she dialed

g out financial statements when he received the call. Without further ado, he picked up his black jacket fro

ed his black shiny car and drove away, sparing his driver a quick apology. Driving

ay?" she asked. She had been quiet for minutes

e curt re

uldn't bear it having to watch the little girl eat junk food everyday, a

, thanks fo

back at her. She melted as she noticed the grateful look

always w

le girl

up as she noticed the white man

d in front of them, sparing o

d her towards him, engulfing her in a hug. "I know

watching the exchan

th his daughter in his arms, and only then,

it was unplanned." He looked at the la

his arms and sat her on the bench nearby, then held his hands and p

n't funny anymo

happened to t

oid the conversation I'm trying to have with you,

er radiating from her. "When d

he sneered. "Are you serious at all, Mr. Dawson? Do you have some kind of mem

nd, it was gone. "Let's be serious here, Mr. Dawson. Do you need hel

ex finger. "Ms. Sarah, how I take care o

ndra before looking away. "That's not a nice thing you just said, although I know I have no busine

hands to interrupt her, but

food you give her to school? Do you even know I cook food from my home and bring to school for her? For the past one month? No, you don't! Did you even know about the Parent

ried to process the word

and probably read through him, but what she saw in his eye

I don't take them for gran

that way. She closed her eyes briefly and slowly shook her

at her. "Thanks for your

im. "I'm glad to help." "By the way, this l

?" he

and smooth. "Well, I don't know her name but I think

do someth

she should tell him about him, but in

th engaged?

to process the question she asked. "Why did you ask?

just won a jackpot. She was happy she could finally ex

told you to be careful about her. Well, there wa

r talking non stop. Something was different about her, there was this strange feelin

beginning of his stay in Nigeria, no one had seemed to take much int

very suspicious of that lady. In this country, there are ladies who

as surprised at her sudden

s,

ike the way you go a

e knew what he was talking about and she hadn't expected him to ma

rms. "Yes, I don't know your story

but his face. "I guess I should h

a. "Cass baby, it's time to go home," he said, as he co

e school. "Don't feed her with junk food to

Do you need a ride ho

I appreciat

ry for the

s ok

he said, "please, do let me

. Bye

in haste. All her cravings for her native dish were washed down the drain

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