Always be with you

Chapter 3 A Girl In His Heart

"I think I have seen you from somewhere," Miguel said.

Leena's heart started to beat erratically from his words and actions. 'Does it mean that he remembers

me?' She was a junior student that time, and she lived in the house next door to Miguel's. Leena

always had a secret crush on him. While, he treated her more like his little sister.

On the Valentine's Day in her senior year, he asked her to go shopping with him. She assumed that

they were going with other friends, but when she followed, they were the only two there. There were

lots of lovers holding flowers in their hand as they walked pass the street. She tried to guess his

intention during those times, but he only took her to the HD Hot Pot she'd always wanted to eat in ever

since it opened.

She remembered being so confused that night. Leena had invited him to this place multiple times, but

why did he only choose to invite her on Valentine's Day? Why didn't he accompany his girlfriend? "You

do know that today's Valentine's Day, right?" she questioned.

Miguel nodded. "Then, why aren't you with your girlfriend now?" As if in shock, Miguel laughed. Till

now, Leena still remembered the bright smile plastered on his face. It was as warm as spring. "I don't

have one." His eyes glinted. Leena begged to differ. 'You have plenty of friends who are girls.' However,

a part of her was delighted to hear that. Maybe after all these years, she actually had a chance.

Suddenly, Miguel took out a box of chocolates. "Here are your chocolates. It's a gift for your Valentine's

Day."

The tension between them was insane. Leena's heart started to beat so fast that she thought it would

explode at any minute. Her fingers trembled as she accepted the box. Later, Miguel ran his fingers

down her hair. "Good," he commented. Without another word, he turned around and left.

When she got home, Leena immediately checked the box to see if there were any notes attached to it,

frowning when she saw none. However, the chocolates were enough for her to start to think if he was

interested in her too. That night, hundreds of thoughts rushed into her mind. Did he like her too? 'What

if he does? What if he doesn't?'

Unfortunately, something tragic had happened to her family that she wasn't able to figure out the

answer. From then on, everything was different. She moved houses and never saw him again. Until

now, the question she had remained suspended up in the air for nine years.

"It's very kind of you, Mr. Miguel, but how could you have met me?" She smiled easily. "It's an honor to

have such an esteemed guest in our hotel."

Leena might as well let him forget her. It was as embarrassing as it was already! Working in a hotel like

this, she was already embarrassed to have him to look at her.

Disappointed, Miguel withdrew his hand as if he were stuck in his own hurtful thoughts.

After Leena and Mr. Lu finally settled the conflict, a waiter walked towards her. From the looks of his

clothes, it seemed that someone had thrown up on him. Excusing herself, she cleaned the matter up.

Mr. Lu called her back right after. He informed her that Miguel had been looking for her, emphasizing

that she looked a lot like someone he knew.

At his words, her heart skipped a beat. Did he still remember her? Did he really recognize her?

"There's a girl in Mr. Miguel's heart. He'd been looking for her for years! It seems that no one can

replace her," he stated.

Leena clenched her fists, a smile threatening to burst into her lips. "Who is he waiting for?"

He heaved a sigh. "He's looking for his beloved. In fact, he has already gone through great lengths

trying to find her."

When they walked into the room together, Miguel had already fallen asleep on the sofa. No matter how

rowdy it got, he still wouldn't wake up. He must've drunk a lot. Standing by his side, Leena's hands

trembled. 'Are you really looking for me? Are you? Do you like me? On Valentine's Day, when you gave

me that chocolate box, did you do it because you love me?'

However even then, her feelings could only be suppressed in her heart and mind no matter how much

she wanted to ask him. They were in two different worlds now. They couldn't be together.

Before Carlson checked out of the hotel, he asked Leena to see him off. She hurried towards him,

bowing her head. "We hope to see you again, Mr. Carlson!"

Carlson was incredibly handsome, especially when he was tipsy. Although the way he looked would

have made other women go crazy, it did nothing to Leena. "Will you really not go out with me, Miss

Leena?" he insisted.

She laughed in reply. "You're flattering me too much, Mr. Carlson. I don't deserve you." NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

"You'll be willing one day," he said.

The smile on Leena's face froze as Carlson stepped closer. "Don't play hard to get next time, all right?"

he whispered before walking off.

From her gut feeling, the man wasn't joking around. Although he was smiling, Leena knew the threat

lying underneath his gaze. However, she held herself. As she was working for the hotel, she needed to

deal with these types of situations.

It was a very dangerous job, especially at the Heaven Hotel, where she met a variety of guests. If she

was being targeted, terrible consequences would lie ahead. Leena thought she was very smooth with

all the touchy guests. She kept a healthy balance between buttering them up and keeping their

distance. However, Carlson just wouldn't quit it!

Even as she got off work, she couldn't help but think on what he was planning to do. As she walked out

of the hotel, she returned back to her haggard state. She wore a pair of casual sneakers as she held

her bag tightly in her arms. Her hair was tied in a ponytail and her beautiful face was hidden by black

rimmed glasses. Anyone who glanced at her wouldn't recognize her as Director Leena, but even then,

she felt as if someone was following her.

From the man's actions and footsteps, she could tell that he was an expert at hiding himself. Many

people would've fallen for his tricks, but Leena wasn't anyone. She had been in the hotel business for

too long, that she was always vigilant with her surroundings.

At the entrance of the restroom, Leena quickly dialed her best friend – her college classmate, Rena,

who would be picking her up. Rena's family was rich, so she had her own car. Besides, she was also

the only one who knew her secret. Every time Leena got herself into trouble, Rena was the first one

she'd call.

As she headed inside the washroom, she bumped into someone. Leena was about to apologize, but

she stopped herself when she saw who the man was. It was Miguel. He stopped as well, gazing at her

as if he was looking at a long lost friend. And, maybe she was.