âThereâs nothing left to discuss.
Tomorrowâs Sunday.
Iâm going back to school.
You donât need to worry about me,â she replied calmly, shaking her head.
She bypassed Sonny and walked into the villa.
Her slender figure seemed especially forlorn.
Standing in the garden, Sonny watched her disappear into the Living room.
He sighed, feeling a mix of helplessness and regret.
He acknowledged to himself that he had indeed found a challenging partner, but todayâs broken promise was his mistake.
He owed her some form of compensation.
After a momentâs thought, he pulled out his phone and called Fletcher, a colleague assigned by Nathan.
As soon as Fletcher answered, Sonny got straight to the point.
âI need to handle some personal matters tomorrow, so I wonât be at the bureau.
Iâm passing a few important cases to you.
Please keep a close eye on them and manage themâ¦â
âYes, sir,â Fletcher responded promptly on the other end of the line.
He then ventured a question.
âBut Iâve heard rumors about your engagement.
Will you be spending time with your fiancée tomorrow?â
With a frown creasing his brow, Sonny answered sternly, âItâs best you steer clear of my personal life.
Iâll be over the day after tomorrow to check on things.
If I find youâve been negligent or caused any trouble, I wonât be as forgiving.
â
âYes, yes, youâre the deputy director, my boss.
â
Had Fletcher made such a comment right in front of him, Sonny would have kicked the other man.
âDonât think you can handle me the way you did Mekhi.
I was trained by Nathan, and I adhere to his methods.
â
âOkay, I understand.
â
After hanging up, Sonny entered the villa and ascended the stairs.
Luisaâs room door was ajar.
As he passed by, he glanced inside and noticed her packing clothes into suitcases near the wardrobe.
âWhat are you doing?â Sonny inquired, his tone laced with confusion.
Focused on her task, Luisa didnât look up as she answered, âIâm moving back to school tomorrow morning and am getting ready.
â
âWhy are you taking so many suitcases if youâre only going back for about a week? Youâre even packing winter clothes.
It looks like you plan to clear out your wardrobe and never return.
â
Luisa continued her packing, ignoring his questions.
Sonny, choosing not to press further, started to replace her clothes in the wardrobe, arranging them with military precision.
After his stint in the army, he was adept at organizing efficiently.
While Luisa had been slow and methodical in her packing, it appeared he had neatly refolded and stored all the clothes back in the wardrobe.
âSonny, these are my clothes.
How much I choose to take is my decision,â Luisa stated firmly.
Resting against the wardrobe door, Sonny retorted playfully, âConsidering I bought all these clothes, donât you think I should have a say?â
At a loss for words, Luisa paused her packing.