To Hate Emmanuel Johnsons - Episode 37

 

Emmanuel:

My arrogance has cost me this inconvenience. How do i get in contact

with the lady i met at the airport. My suitcase which is probably the

one she took contains important documents pertaining to my dad's

company. I need my suitcase asap. I open her suitcase as soon as i get

to the hotel i booked to stay for the night to find any sort of

details with which to contact her. Hopefully I'll find an ID card . I

have to rent a smaller house soon as I'll be spending some months here

to run my dad's company which has been left without a CEO since my dad

died. I came back to warri not only for my dad's burial but also to

take over his company for a while so i can find someone else to run it

when i return back to UK. I don't have formal knowledge about the

construction industry but with the knowledge my dad gave me, i can run

the company for awhile. I cant do this long term though, my passion is

in medicine. I guess spending many months in the hospital made me want

to gain knowledge and treat people. I rummage through her bag without

finding any source of identity. I am about to give up my search when i

notice a small book in a secret compartment in the bag

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. The book looks

like a diary. I battle with my conscience about invading her privacy

by reading the book. It could contain her biggest secrets. Well, i

want to see what's inside. It may contain her identity details. I open

the diary and scan through it. The writings in it make no sense to me.

They look like codes. Well, no secrets in here. I sigh in

disappointment then place the book on my bed. I can feel an headache

coming on so i walk out of my hotel room. I need fresh air to think.

After locking my room door, i walk downstairs to sit by the pool. Its

already evening so the sun is no longer overhead. I get to the pool

and sit on an empty pool chair. I slump on it and slip my shade on. I

close my eyes and feel the breeze blowing on my face. Its relaxing. I

almost fall asleep but then i hear heavy foot steps coming towards me.

It sounds like someone is storming towards me. I open my eyes to check

and behold its the woman from the airport. I absorb her beauty and

compare her to tessy. They do look alike. Stop comparing every woman

with tessy. I chastise my self. I look towards the woman. She looks

troubled. She sits on the pool chair beside me and place her face on

her palms. She doesn't even notice my presence. I see her body

shudder. Is she crying?. The thought of her crying, makes my heart

hurt. Which doesn't make any sense. I just met her. I try to ignore

her but then my legs start walking towards her.

"excuse me, are you okay" i ask cautiously.

"please go away" she mumbles witout looking up at me. I go to walk

away but i cant. I don't know why but i am drawn to this woman. I have

a strong desire to console her. I don't know why. Maybe its because

she looks like tessy. But whatever the reason, i know i have to offer

help and i have to get my suitcase from her. If she looks up, i am

sure that I'll get her attention. I gently touch her elbow and the

sparks i feel are off the charts. Just like the sparks i felt with

tessy. I hide my reaction as she looks up at me.

"what is your pro--" she says, then stops when she sees me. Her eyes

bulge in surprise and i smile. I knew i would get her attention if she

looked at me.

"surprise!" i say, grinning at her. The shock on her face quickly

transforms to anger.

"are you following me?!" she shouts at me then without waiting for my

answer, she starts walking away. No, make that running away. Why does

the woman like walking out on me?. I ask myself. Well, she not gonna

brush me off again. I huff then hurry after her. She is so fast even

with her four inch heels. I catch up with her and hold her shoulders

from behind to stop her. The mole on her neck which is exactly the

same as tessy's catches my attention but the next thing i know, she

drags my arm then lifts me up and throw me on the ground. Ouch! That

hurts. Alot!. I wriggle on the ground then get up quickly trying to

hide my pain. I won't let a lady think she hurt me. I stand in front

of her and tower over her. I am fuming mad.

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. What's her problem?.

"what the hell was that for?!" i shout at her. She opens her mouth to

say something but then i eyes go big when a guy comes out of the

hotel. The guy looks around as if searching for someone. Suddenly, the

lady starts dragging me fast toward a coconut tree by the side of the

pool. I open my mouth to object but she places her cute little hand on

my mouth, then press me to the tree so we are out of view. My mouth

goes dry as i notice our closeness. Her soft body is pressed tightly

to mine and i cant help but smell her. She smells so good. The guy

walks pass us and she presses herself more firmly to me. We are

completely hidden in the shadows but i don't mind her closeness. As

soon as the guy passes us, she looks up at me and i have an immense

desire to kiss her.