Chapter 588
Keira, I donโt want to live anymore.
I stared at it for a few seconds, my pulse racing. Without thinking, I called her on voice chat. She didnโt pick up. I wasnโt giving up. I dialed Demiโs number again. Still no answer. So I tried her office instead.
โIs Demi there?โ I asked as soon as someone picked up.
โSheโs on leave,โ the voice on the other end said, and for a second, it felt like my heart had dropped into my stomach. Before I could even ask anything else, the guy added, โAre you Ms. Kay?โ
I hadnโt expected him to recognize my voice.
โYeah, thatโs me. Do you know why Demiโs on leave? How long is she off for?โ I pressed, starting to panic.
โShe took personal leave, I think for three days. Sheโs supposed to be back tomorrow. If youโre looking for her, you could try her cell,โ he replied politely, even though I was no longer the CEOโs fiancรฉe.
I was genuinely worried about Demi, so I pressed further. โIโve tried calling her, but itโs not going through. Is there any other way to reach her?โ
โNo, Iโm afraid not.โ
The bluntness of that response made my anxiety spike. Something was definitely wrong with Demi, but being stuck here made it impossible for me to check on her in person. I had to ask for help.
โThis is urgent. Iโve tried everything. Can you please go check on her? Like, now? Iโll call your department head and explain.โ
โโฆ.Alright, Iโll go after my shift.โ
But I couldnโt wait that long.
โGo now. Just let your department head knowโIโll sort it out with them.โ
โUnderstood, Ms. Kay.โ
The person agreed, and I quickly hung up, dialing Demiโs supervisor. Thankfully, they were cool about it and gave me the green light immediately. Even though I wasnโt technically their boss anymore, it seemed like they still didnโt want to mess with meโespecially with my connection to the Johnstons.
When the call ended, I stared at Demiโs message again, my stomach in knots. I quickly typed out a series of texts:
[Whatโs going on? Why arenโt you picking up?] [Youโve always said nothing matters more than surviving this crazy world. What happened to that? Why would you even think about giving up now?] [Demi, please. Think about your parents. Think about the people who care about you. If you hurt yourself, I swear I wonโt forgive you.] [Demi, please just reply.]
I sent one text after another, but it was like I was sending messages into a void. No reply. Nothing. I sat there, trapped in my anxiety, not sure what else to do.
Then the part-time maid showed up. She mustโve been prepped by Wayne, because she didnโt look the least bit shocked to see me. In fact, she greeted me like we were old friends and even brought me a plate of freshly washed fruit. Her name was Lizzy. Honestly, her arrival was a nice distraction from the storm of worry inside my head. At least I had something else to focus on for a minute.
โMiss Kay, you should really check out the rooftop terrace. Mr. Johnston has an amazing setup. Itโs perfect for someone like you,โ Lizzy suggested with a smile.
I didnโt have the energy to argue. Sitting here was only making me more restless. I followed her up to the rooftop, and when I saw the view, I actually gasped. There was a pool, a bar, bookshelves, and the awningโmotorized, of courseโwas closed for the day to provide shade, but would open up at night for stargazing.
Wayne really knew how to live.
But what really caught my eye was the big lounge chair. The exact same kind I used to love back at the Johnston residence. I stood there, staring at it for a second.
Could it just be a coincidence? Or had Wayne bought it because he knew I liked that style?