I was listening to the recording with huge interest, but I was beyond shocked when I heard the last words coming out of her mouth, as the recording ended.
I replayed it until I no longer could, my mind had the recorder's content all mugged up, and I didn't felt the need to play it again.
I was right, I heard it right, it surely was it.
Doctor~
She knows me, she knows who I am, even though she was pretending not to, but she did know who I was, she was more clever than I had anticipated.
I thought maybe things will get easier for me if I would listen to the audio, but instead it feels like I have been pushed more closer to the end I'm running away from.
My head was throbbing, my mind was all mess, what to do and what not to, At first she said she doesn't know me, but then, she said doctor in the end.
The whole night I tried and tried but couldn't fall asleep, until the cock struck two.
And by ten in the morning I was back to completing the remaining chores. And started my day by making myself a simple omelette and toasts with coffee.
And after breakfast, my work began, both physical and mental.
Laurel, she knows about me, But how? Maybe that woman, whoever she is, she is the one who told Laurel about this fantasy world, she was the one who gave Laurel the copy of Call of Fate, but the question is, who is she? That's something I need to look for, she knows quite somethings about not only the novel, but me too, or how else will Laurel know that I am a doctor until or unless that woman knows, or she made a wild guess.
The probability for that happening, is quite less.
What is she trying to do? Is she really at my side or is she just using me to fix things for her so she can came back here and take her position back...then what about me? Even if I do go back to my world, I will be dead already!
What am I fighting for? What am I doing all of this for!
Should I fix things right? Should I be fighting her battles, when I don't even know if I will get anything in the end.
I think I should go with how I had planned things before I heard the voice recorder, I should start applying for job interviews, make sure that I, not in anyway ever, get seen by Cassian again.
I can manage to be a secretary, It's going to be hectic, difficult too but in the beginning at least it's just going to be preparing documents, serving the CEO. The least I will be able to without learning is this only, the rest of the things, I will try to get a hold of them gradually, and then it will start to get difficult; expenses, arranging meetings, travel arrangements, taking care of the clients, supervising the work, keeping the boss satisfied with all the employees works. It's going to be hard but I think, I can do it, And I will do it.
After getting a job, I will at least get a proper excuse to not meet anyone anymore, I need to get on the good books of the owner of this complex, make some new contacts with different people. I want as many contacts as I can make, and if possible I can leave this country too! I need all the help I can get for my happy ending.
Yes! Finally something progressive is happening.
I made my CV and applied for jobs to different companies that I had known about after searching for them, well that was a bit easy...
Being a doctor was easier, just 10 years of studying, and after the first 5 years, you do the house job and then observation and probation and then being finalised as a rookie doctor, and you keep earning, easy, just the working hours are sometimes quite hectic, or those unplanned emergency deliveries in the middle of the night or the ones where the patient thinks she is in Labour but she just peed.
I shuddered remembering my job, it was hectic but fun, it had another kind of therapy in it, especially in the late night deliveries, when the baby is born and smiles or stops crying as soon as given in the hands of their mothers.
Cute babies, I was in awe remembering those moments when I used to deliver small tiny bundles of joy and soon after I used to take the babies in arms, all my tension, stress, tiredness used to vanish away, looking at those little humans.
I shook myself and then began preparing everything I would be needing from now on.
As I was done with almost everything, but I was still thinking about what had happened with Kalix, I was sure that Kalix was getting suspicious of me, he had said it too now, if he hadn't maybe I wouldn't had gotten alarmed even a little, but now that he had said it, it felt like I had turned into a ticking bomb that was coming close to the timer, and I could hear the ticking continuously in my ears.
Only the explosion was left, other than that everything was already takimg place, my phone's screen lit up as I heard a ping from it.
It was a message from Kalix, a simple one.
'I won't be coming to your home today, I'm busy. Take care.'
I kept on rereading the single message again and again.
Your home
Your home
My home!
I bit my lips as I typed the reply message.
'It's fine, although I was waiting for you, and wanted to discuss some companies I had applied for an interview, but it's fine we will talk when you will visit again, and take care of yourself too.'
I pressed the send button and waited for his reply back, but he replied with a simple okay.
He knows right? Or maybe he doesn't, but He might...right?
I groaned as I tossed the phone on the couch beside me, what kind of dilemma has he thrown me into, were my problems less that he had to do add into it too, What's the problem with him.
It was 4 p.m when I went in the kitchen to make something for myself for dinner, I will just make a single dish and eat it now since I still haven't ate any lunch then I can utilise it, for breakfast tomorrow too. Done.
Guess, perks of being a single doctor.
I chuckled at my thoughts, and took out some vegetables, but what should I make? Let's make yummy fried rice, with fried chicken.
Setting the marinated chicken I kept it aside as I began chopping the vegetables, beating the eggs.
As the dishes were ready, I set my own table, and sat down on the chair.
Homemade dinner, in my home.
Right before I could take the first bite of my food, the door bell rang as I got up and slammed my hands on the table, ready to chew up the man who had rang the bell, on a very wrong time.