C3 03

CHAPTER THREE

*Rex's Pov*

When Elvis narrated his ordeal to me, I was flabbergasted, why he choose to fall in love with that same lady who's not respecting still, but only harassed him always, due to the ignorance of the false identity of seeing him as a cabby.

"Elvis, see dude, why do you wanna go for this girl? After all she has been doing to you?", I asked anxiously.

"Rex come on, just leave this alone

and do for me what I asked you to do please", Elvis said.

After several attempts of trying to persuade him not to proceed with the proposal, but he still rebuffed my advances.

Now to the detriment of understanding that I definitely know that Elvis was seriously in love with her.

"Elvis you said she has a boyfriend in town and it's somehow impossible for her to accept you. I will only urge you to keep showing her tender loves and cares now that she's no longer going to work", I said judiciously.

"How do you mean please?", Elvis asked.

"You gotta go and see her from time to time, keep her company", I said.

"How you think this will be possible, due to her cruelty?", Elvis inquired.

"Look up man, I know definitely that you have the balls to do this. Don't see your debute trial as a fallacy. Have those strong instinct and premonitions of success", I said elegantly.

"Since my Rex has spoken, I have no doubt. I have put on the whole amour of love, no hatred shall prevail against me", Elvis enthused with a smirk.

"Then after which this action is still continuous. She herself at her own detriment of understanding will acknowledge the fact that you extremely love and care about her", I said taking a sip of my drink.

"Wow! Rex now I see that you are a good counselor. I wish the US government will appoint you as one", Elvis cajoled.

"See guy, am too pretty for that. What if they elect me to be the chief Judge of the federation? Will that cost them even a single dime?", I asked with a grimaced.

Elvis left and appreciated my advice. I definitely was waiting for his response.

*Maria's pov*

I woke up very weak and tired. I managed to even brush my teeth and take my bath.

After my daily routine of cleaning the floor and washing the food utensils, I ate my breakfast.

Then, watched the Titanic movie of the two protagonists Jack and Rose (Lovers).

Suddenly, I heard a loud ring from the door buzzer. I arose and swung to open the door. Behold, it was Elvis with a parcel.

I was wondering who he really wanna gave the parcel to or where d he got the money to purchase such commodity.

"Good morning ma'am. How are you doing?", Elvis saluted.

"I'm not doing good. You made me lost my job", I said.

"Please ma'am I know, but am sorry in that case. Don't worry I promise to get you your job back", Elvis proclaimed.

I was surprised, how will Elvis get me back my job?. When he can't even afford one dollar to buy himself a sandwich meal.

I couldn't control myself any longer, than to break the iceberg by causing a serious laughter.

"Oh my Gosh! Are you for real Elvis?", I asked.

"Of course am not kidding ma'am. I mean every bit of my word", Elvis said.

"Elvis if you have come to get your monthly allowance. I don't have money for you. So better take your leave", I forewarned.

"Ma'am you haven't asked me to declare my intention of coming to your house and you are asking me to leave already?", Elvis cried out loud.

"If not for money, what any other intention brought you here?", I asked vividly.

"Okay ma'am, am sorry I didn't inform you earlier. I brought you this parcel", Elvis said elegantly.

I was shocked to my marrows.

"Elvis you bought me this parcel?", I inquired.

"Yes ma'am, If you think is a mirage then you see it yourself", Elvis said.

I was having some intentions that he might have stolen the money for that parcel. Or probably he might have forgotten who actually he was asked to deliver the parcel to.

I was emphatically clothed with mixed feelings and grew fidgety.

I later summoned courage and opened the parcel. I melted like a candle wax when I saw the contents. The receipt bore his name.

"Elvis this content costs twenty dollars. Where do you have the money to buy me all these?", I articulated.

"Well is crystal clear that you have seen my name as the receipt bearer. I used my savings to make purchase of that parcel", Elvis remarked.

"I lack words to express my gratitude for what you have done for me today. Am so much grateful and elated", I appraised being rollicking.

"Okay ma'am, it's nothing. Just to show I care about you and what you are going through", Elvis verbalised.

I suddenly became aggressive when he said that, and I gave him a serious slap on his cheek.

"Who did you care about? I'm not your match Elvis. If you wanna have a girlfriend then you go out there in search of your range and class", I bawled.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but is not up to that", Elvis apologized.

"Enough, keep your apologies to yourself. Now leave my house dick head", I said criticizing him.

I was still surprised about where he got the money to buy all that. He left immediately and I shut the door behind him.

Whereas, I wasn't his social class or range. My boyfriend is at least from the working class and not a nobody like him.

Just recently he made me lose my job and now he wanna entice me to be his woman.

That is impossible, it can't be. My Raymond is awesomely enough for me.

That was for the first day of Elvis' adventure.