The Indian woman waved her hand at Sabrina, who waved back with a small smile, "Hey."
"I'm Ishani Kapuur, Mr Woodsman told me about your phobia."
"Oh." Sabrina was displeased as she shot Lexis a vexed look, but he didn't look her way.
"Don't worry," Ishani led her to a chair faraway from Lexis and sat her down.
"I just need to know the main cause of the phobia before I could tell you some ways to get rid of the fear completely."
"It's not caused by anything. I was born like that."
Ishani scrunched her face in confusion, "You mean…you weren't abused? By anyone?."
"Hell no." The stupefied look on Sabrina's face was amusing, and Ishani nearly laughed.
"You're still a virgin?." Sabrina's silence gave her answer.
"My phobia for sex is natural. I have visited lots of doctors for treatment, they all said it depends on the body to stop reacting up to anything intimate." She said to Ishani, who nodded her head in understanding, "That means there's really no cure or medication for it. Ending the phobia has to depend on you. Yourself."
"No problem."
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After Ishani gave Sabrina some medicines due to her vomitting last night, she turned angrily towards Lexis,
"I told you not to call the doctor."
Lexis wore his jacket, "Your health comes first. She only ran a test on you."
"I told you not to." She began to walk away.
"Why are you so mad about it?." Lexis questioned her, a bit confused.
Sabrina stopped dead in tracks.
Why was she mad? She was mad because she believed he couldn't wait for her phobia to go. She belived he was sex-starved. That was why he sent for the doctor.
But she couldn't voice her reasons for being mad out. She couldn't.
"Don't bother." With that, she walked out.
Lexis rushed outside, confusion clear in his face, "Take your breakfast!."
He shouted, but she still ignored him.
He tucked his jaw, and cursed under his breathe as he made his way to the park and got into his car.
Pulling the glove compartment open, he pulled a pack of cigarette and lit one on.
He smoked, staring into space.
Had he done wrong to call a doctor? Or was there something she was hiding? He didn't know.
Instead, he continued smoking, puffing out smokes before he threw the unfinished cigarette and drove out of the mansion.
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"You look dull, what's up?." Daisy asked as she swirled around on the chair. Sabrina shrugged, "Nothing is wrong," she wiped her face, "maybe I look dull because I didn't get enough sleep last night."
She gave Sabrina an apologetic smile, "Let me get coffee for you."
Sabrina shook her head, "No, no, no need." But her protest was of no use as she had long stood up and left.
She sighed as she rubbed her face.
"I heard Aurora is sick, so she won't be able to come to work today." A freckled face man said to his colleague, who laughed at his information, "That's good, atleast we will have lots of breathing space."
Sabrina greed with him. Thank goodness Aurora didn't come to work, or she'd have tried to worsen her anger and frustration.
As for Lexis, she wouldnt even talk to him. She would avoid him for a day or two.
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It was lunchtime, and everyone was bustling out of the office except Sabrina.
Daisy had gone to buy some foods.
She was drawing a mermaid gown with fur when she heard a baritone voice above her,
"You're really talented."
Startled, she looked up to see Owen, his green eyes focused on her drawing. He was sitting on her desk.
"Mr Owen."
"Sabrina Wonders—or should I call you Miss Wonders?."
Catching the meaning behind his words, she laughed and corrected herself,
"Sorry, Owen."
"About the question I asked you yesterday," he gave her a pack of biscuit and drink, "do you still mind to answer?."
"Her name is Nelly Wonders," Sabrina pushed the snacks offered by him as she replied,
"I really can't take this."
Owned eyes circled I suprise, "She's an artist right? Nelly Wonders?." His question made Sabrina to be a bit weary.
"How did you know?." The questioning look on her face was enough to make him burst into laugh.
"She was my art master then in my school. I'm not sure if you'll remember, but your mom was an artist then in my school."
Realisation struck Sabrina, "Oh, your see her student?."
"A really obsessed student." He smiled.
"How did the thought of her being my mom crossed your mind?."
"The resemblance between both of you is striking, and the name too. The surname. And, no doubt, I could recall seeing you once or twice when you were much younger."
Sabrina grew interested, "I still can't believe you were my mom's student."
Owen grinned, "I know, it still feels and seems weird to be that the grown up woman before me was actually the small curly haired kid with dimple that would always smile she'd be painting."
Her cheeks reddened as he laughed.
"How's Auntie Nelly doing by the way? I never got to say goodbye due to ny family's sudden relocation."
"She's dead." The quiet tone in Sabrina's voice made Owen to end his excitement, his happy face suddenly replaced with disbelief and sadness. "Was she sick? She looked perfectly fine—."
"She died of hepatitis. Ten years ago."
"I'm so sorry."
Sabrina waved it off, "Now she's gone, I believe she's in heaven. Why don't we continue our conversation? Tell me, how was my mom then? Like her attitude towards people then."
The smile on her lips and the twinkling eyes of hers were so dazzling Owen felt a slight tug in his heart.
This same woman before him was the crush twelve years ago—or maybe even fifteen—he had known her when she seemed to be around eight or nine.
It couldn't be…he still had feelings for them.
"Well, Mrs Wonders, she was—."
"Jesus! It's actually my first time of seeing Mr Woodsman in real life! He's really handsome.
"What could he be possibly doing here?."
"True, he rarely comes home by himself."
Words were flying around from her colleagues, and Sabrina looked away from Owen to face the entry door, only to lock gaze with Lexis surprisingly.
His black eyes were terrifyingly cold as he glanced at her.