Chapter 131 - 131 I"M SORRY

After listening to Kevin, I could imagine how will Feng Teng reaction is.

Lol.

Feng Teng that I know, he always looks powerful, strong, confident, domineering and everything must get to his way. Being weak and helpless is not in his life definition. And the things that I've been learned last Sunday about Feng Teng become nothing after found the damage that I have caused to Feng Teng. Now I'm here and I've laid my eyes on him again, it's all screaming very loudly in my head, I'M SORRY. 

The truth that I've learned how powerful the man that I've fallen in love with. Kevin has confirmed it, even though it was glaringly obvious when I was faced with the cruellest scene before my eyes. I knew deep down that he must have put himself about, that he was cold blood man, but I certainly didn't even imagine how did he has been through in the past before he becomes that powerful and cold blood man.

Kevin and I spend the next hour cleaning the mess that Feng Teng had made from around the penthouse and the corner to dumping rubbish mess in a couple of bin. I empty the fridge when I  found more vodka bottle, emptied all the liquid all down the sink. before throwing the bottle to the bin. I'm astounded by finding how much he has loaded up the vodka and many sorts off alcohol drink in there. He must have bought a whole bunch of that stuff.

Obvious he had planned being here alone with his vodka and alcohol for quite a while.

After seeing his stupid plan, though I promise to myself that I won't drinking alcohol ever again. Because the numbness of alcohol could be drowning a person with realised the time's flap.

In a while, there's a ring up from the lobby informing me that a young lady is waiting in the foyer by the name of SiSi, at the same time I've notified Mi Ke of what we've found before Kevin and I both go down to meet up with SiSi, each of us dragging the plastic bag that contains a bunch full of rubbish and empty bottles of alcohol. 

When we arrive in the foyer, SiSi is waiting under the close observation of Mi Ke.

"Wei Lin," she waves as we both approach while dragging the plastic bin bags with us.

"Is he okay?" She asks.

I release the heavy plastic bag and give Mi Ke an eyeball at the same time to let him know that I'm pissed off with him.

If he had let the boys up to Feng Teng suite earlier, we may have only found him drunk instead of completely comatose.

He gives the decency apologetic to me.

"He's okay now. Just still sleeping," Kevin answers her when it becomes obvious that I'm too busy shooting Mi Kea glare to make feel shit guilty.

When I did, I turn my attention back to SiSi, I noticed Kevin has slipped his arm around SiSi and hug her.

But Sisi bats him away playfully.

"Wei Lin, here," SiSi passes me my bag.

This thing is like a bouncy ball in between of SiSi house and Feng Teng.

"Anyway, I just chucked anything and everything in it." She informs.

"Thanks." I take the bag.

"So, you're staying here tonight then?" she asks.

"Yeah, for time being," I answer on a shrug.

Then Kevin gives me that appreciative stare, and I immediately feel uncomfortable again.

"How long are you staying here?" Sisi asks.

Oh, that's the point. I don't even know how long it's going to be? But he could awake by tonight, or it could be tomorrow or the next day. I look at Kevin for some clue, but he shrugs so is no help at all. I look back at SiSi and shrug too.

In the meantime, I'm suddenly aware that I've left Feng Teng upstairs and I begin to get panic. He might wake up and if no one is there, his rage may arise again.

"Hey. SiSi, I should get back up there now," I say, as my body turning back towards the elevators.

"Sure, you go." Sisi shoos me with her hand and takes over the plastic bin bag from the floor.

"We'll get rid of these. Leave it to us," she assures.

We say our goodbyes and I promise to call her in the morning before I head back to the elevator, at the same time I telling Mi Ke to sort out Feng Teng car window and  Feng Teng broken penthouse door too.

Mi Ke, of course, gets straight onto it.

When I arrive back on the top floor, I shut the door, but it doesn't secure fully. But it will do until the repairman turns up, though.

I wander into the living room and find him still asleep. I relief a bit.

So, what now? I look down my body and remind myself that I'm still in my office suits and heels, so I go upstairs, naturally entering the room at the far end of the penthouse. I'm staggered to find all of the pillows on the floor and the bedsheets crumpled from my brief lay down before Feng Teng transported me back to his bed after changing my wear. I was set about fixing the bed and then change into my swaggy and a white t-shirt. I could do with a shower, but I don't want to leave Feng Teng alone for too long. So I just wash my face and changing the cloth.

As I making my way back to downstairs, I make a black coffee and as I stand sipping it in the kitchen, I figure it would be a good idea to read up about on psychology vs alcohol.

Haaa. Laptop. I go in search, finding a laptop in his study. I fire it up, and I'm immensely relieved when it doesn't prompt me for a password. He has personal security issues. I take it downstairs and settle myself in the big chair opposite Feng Teng so I can keep an eye on him.

I went to Google, I type in "Psychology Alcohol", and I'm presented with seventeen million results. At the top of the page, though, is "Psychology Alcohol" related. That would be good to start with that, I suppose.