"Umm…I don’t think…" I protested as I scooted away further onto the bed in my panic.
To my further surprise, Hayden began laughing at
and that was when I realized that he must have pulled a joke on . Not that I found it very funny; however, I was very relieved that he didn’t insist on going for another round tonight.
In the end, I fell asleep in Hayden’s arms from exhaustion, and I didn’t rember anything else about that night. The next morning, nothing woke
up until I started stirring in my sleep on my own. My body decided that it had had enough rest and wanted to wake up. Precisely because of that, I woke up late and by the ti that I sat up in bed, Hayden was no longer there by my side.
Panicking a little, I got out of bed and went looking for him.
He was no where to be found and the ti displayed on the clock hanging on the wall explained why. It was almost noon! Honestly, I was shocked at how much I had overslept.
’Are you awake, sleepyhead?’
Hayden sent
a teasing ssage along with a photo of
sleeping on his bed. When this he take this photo? I quickly zood into the photo to see if I was drooling in my sleep. This is so embarrassing!
I didn’t know what to reply to Hayden, so I decided to reply to him later. It was already this late so Hayden must have left for work a long ti ago. Things were probably still busy and hectic because Hayden had been so disciplined in going to work for a while now. Before when we lived together in the penthouse, he was super laid back and didn’t seem to care much about his work at all.
Oh, right! The other thing that I need to worry about right now is Little Hayden. Where is he? Is he alright? Has he had breakfast? How many tis a day is a dog supposed to eat anyways?
So many questions ran through my brain that I was struggling to keep up. To make matters worse, I didn’t have any clothes. All my clothes were back in my room and the clothes that I had worn when I ca over here was torn, thanks to Hayden.
I wrapped the towel that Hayden gave
last night around my body and was about to walk out of the room when the door opened, and Auntie stood there like an angel sent to rescue
from my distress.
"Good morning," she said with a knowing smile.
In her right hand, she held my clothes hanging from a few hangers while her left hand held a tray of fruits and sandwiches. In that mont, I was certain that heaven existed, and it sent her as an angel to save .
"Thank you…so much…" I said as relief flooded my body.
"You should eat and get dressed. Master Hayden already left for work, but he was quite worried about you," Auntie said as she walked in and placed the tray on a table.
"Thank you. Umm…what about Little Hayden? I an, you know, the puppy that Hayden bought," I asked with worry.
"Oh, is that its na? Little Hayden…is fine. He’s super cheerful and the maids like him quite a lot. He’s well fed so there’s nothing for you to worry about," Auntie told
reassuringly.
"I see. That’s good. Thank you for your help," I thanked her before sighing a little in relief.
"No worries at all. The weather is nice today so why don’t you take umm…Little Hayden out to play in the garden outside?" Auntie suggested.
"That sounds like a splendid idea!" I readily agreed.
Besides playing with Little Hayden and giving him a chance to explore the garden outside, I can also do so sketches of the flowers and perhaps paint a little. Feeling enthusiastic, I headed into the bathroom to shower and change my clothes.
Ignoring the fact that my entire lower body was sore from our vigorous activities from last night, I quickly got dressed so that I could make so progress today.
After putting a few pieces of fruit into my mouth, I headed back to my room imdiately to find Little Hayden. The little corgi puppy was there to greet
the mont that I opened the door into my room. He ca running right up to
on his short chubby legs with his little tail wagging around energetically.
I knew it already from last night but seeing him again just confird my thoughts, Little Hayden is the most adorable thing ever. I bent down and scooped him up into my arms while the maid that had been looking after him giggled a little.
"Thank you for taking care of him," I thanked her with a smile.
"No worries. He already had breakfast so his next al will be dinner," the maid said politely.
"Thank you so much. I’ll take it from here," I said while relieving her from her duties here so that she could work on her other tasks.
Little Hayden stared up at
and I looked down to smile at him. His brown eyes seed to always be begging for sothing. His fur was so soft that I couldn’t resist hugging him a little tightly to my chest. He feels so wonderful in my arms that I wanted to keep hugging him all day. That wasn’t really an option though, because I needed to do so work on my art before I lose my touch.
I walked to the art studio with Little Hayden still in my arms. He seed excited about everything and kept on looking around with his nose sniffing at the air around him. I wondered how obedient he is and how well I can train him. Not having any experience or much knowledge about this, I made a ntal note to consult a search engine to gather knowledge of how to raise a puppy properly.
Has this guy gone to the toilet yet today? I forgot to ask the maid from earlier…
--To be continued…
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