The night with the billionaire

t room. '121', that's the right room number. Then why did it seem like she had heard Cale saying something about getting married? Jade slowly opened the door, she was death str

Isn't that the typical guy excuse when they got caught?' She had hoped for something better. Something better than that statement of guilt. What was she suppose to think, when her man was kissing his supposed cousin. She saw the pleading and guilty look Cale was shooting at her, and it made her feel worse. She felt like dying at the spot she stood. She felt crushed to dust. She saw her man embracing another girl and kissing her so passionately. And he was expecting her to think what? A tear rolled down her cheek. Cale felt a pang of guilt in his heart when he saw Jade's broken expression. He felt bad for seeing her like this. He had messed up, and he knew it. Jade had been a sweet girl. She had loved him a bit too much. Jade unconciously took a step back. She didn't want to hear any explanations anymore. She held her tears at bay, as she dropped the nylon bag and bowed to Mrs Stuart who was equally broken by all this before dashing out of the room. Mrs Stuart had never expected her son to treat Jade this way, like she meant nothing to him. She shoot a dissappointed look at her son and said, "She didn't deserve this. And you don't deserve her". _____ Jade felt like she had been running because she was short of breath, but she had only walked out of the hospital. Her spirit felt crushed and shattered in a million pieces....She took in deep breaths, trying to control her emotions and compose herself, but she was failing miserably at it. She was desperate to be alone. She wanted to go somewhere, anywhere other than here. She continued sprinting out of the lobby of the hospital when she accidentally bumped against someone. His built was solid...rock like, she staggered back a few steps when his hands suddenly held her steady. His savoury fragrant smell seeped through her nose to her olfactory nerve and her brain decoded that familiar smell. But she was too distressed to be bothered by it. "I'm sorry" She said with her head lowered before dashing out of the hospital. She hailed down a taxi and plopped down on the sit, before realizing she had nowhere to go. She didn't know what to do, or where to go at the moment. She couldn't go home now, and her mother was still very much vexed at her. The last thing she needed was the 'i told you so' sermon for her mother. Jade gasped for air for a while and she tried hard to control her tears, but she caved in. The taxi driver had asked for her destination a couple of times but got no reply. He had only started driving when Jade asked him to stop, making him frown. He noticed her miserable countenance and he felt sympathetic towards her. She felt she had ran out of air as she hurriedly jumped out of the cab. She couldn't breath, her lungs felt deflated. Her chest greatly tightened, making her hit on it. She had never experienced