My Stubborn Mistress - Chapter 313

Chapter 313




Another day has passed . And the situation is getting complicated as the Shamans and Lady Isabella was in danger . Nicholas Crow, as the Head or Godfather of the Mafia Alliance, he already sent his best MAS 15 into the battle . It will take time and they must wait patiently .

But this troubles Quinn, he badly wanted to fly to Brazil and save Lady Isabella by himself . He has to make sure of her safety because he needed her to bring Cassie back to this time . Quinn heaves a furious sighed . He does wonder if what things Cassandra did in the time she was now .

Quinn places his palm on the balcony's railing cap .   He clenches his knuckle . He wanted to see her sooner because he is afraid . Afraid to let go of the present Cassandra they with now, he ached to see the real Cassandra . The one that truly existed in his lifetime .

'Where are you? Please, come back!' his silent prayer .

Quinn is kneeling in one foot while his hands gripping tightly to the cold railings . 'Cassandra…' he began sobbing . But it surprised him when someone was hugging him behind .

This perfume . He bought it on the day she's gone . They were also shopping that day, and this is the perfume he breathes when they bumped into each other at the airport . And the same perfume she wears on their first date, on her seventeenth birthday . . . as well the same perfume when they meet at the hospital months ago here in Paris .

By this, did trigger his emotion a lot more . He can't stop sobbing as he remembered Cassandra . Quinn stood on his feet and pulled up the Cassandra he's with right now . He throws his arms around her and holds her tight . He could feel a soft hand patting his back while he continues crying . She might wonder why he is wailing like this, but he misses the real one . And he felt so wrong to take the one right here as her replacement and presume that she's never gone .



"I am here," she whispered .

With this, his heart throbbed and tears won't stop falling from his eyes but held her tightened his embrace .

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"Quinn!" Cassandra suddenly sat up from her bed . She dreams of him! She saw him! And he is crying . Why is Quinn crying? But she felt like she was embracing him for real . So she told him 'I am here' .

"Shut up! So early in the morning!" Mimie complains and throws a hairbrush at her .

Gladly, she has no strength so the hairbrush just landed on the floor before it reached her bed . Mimie pulled her comforter and cover herself and sleep back . Cassie glances at the bedside clock and it is five in the morning . She can't decide if she goes back to sleep or began cleaning the house .

She makes their breakfast first before he cleans the house . It was the six-thirty in the morning when Martin arrived home . He was shocked seeing her doing the chores .

"Lydia!" he shouted .



Running down the stairs, looks it startled Lydia on her sleep hearing Martin's loud voice .

"Why did you let Cassie do house chores?" Martin keeps yelling .

"I— um, sweetheart . I did not know she already awake and start doing the chores . " Lydia's excuses .

Martin is glaring at Lydia and Mimie, who was now standing at the last steps of the stairs . "And why is she still wearing the same clothes? I left more cash to shop for her new clothes!"

"I—" Lydia bit her lower lip . She cannot make another excuse at Martin . "I'm sorry, sweetheart! There is something happen and I need the cash to pay by credit card! Don't worry, it was two days away and my paycheck arrives, I will bring her to—"

"Forget it! But remember this, I don't want it to happen again!" Martin threatened the mother and daughter . "Cassie, get dress, will go shopping for your new clothes . It will often rain soon . "

"Um, Uncle . I volunteered to do them," she explained .



"But you are not well . Don't forget what Doctor Carol told you . Go ahead now . I'll be waiting . And since you already make breakfast, I'll eat first," Martin said .

Cassie went with the flow and let Martin brought her to the stores in downtown . Driving in this street, Cassie could recognize this part of Paris . It was Larry and Loura's household and academy . She was looking outside the window when they passed by a building . It was Larry and Loura's household and academies: Bastien Culinary Art and Bennett's Language School .

That's right, they live nearby! Could it be possible that a Quinn was here also?

No . Why is she thinking about it? It is impossible, that Quinn was here although she may be like trapped in this dream, but what chances that a Quinn was here as well? Cassie thought .

Her heart throbbed . How if?

NO . Cassie shook her head . It is impossible .

"We'll park our car here, then walk the rest of the places," Martin said .

Cassie gets back to her senses and blankly stare at Martin . She did not hear what he says, but she nodded . Martin steps out of the car, so she follows . Martin brought her into different stores, and she enjoyed shopping with her uncle .

Cassie misses her Papa . He is silly these passing months from being too strict to Quinn, but no one could compare to her Papa . He is the best father she cannot ask for another .

Tears threaten to flee from her eyes and Martin notices it . He patted her head, and he smiled warmly . The least, her Uncle Martin in this dream is the same from her reality . She feels fine .

"Let's go to a café I know, their lattes are the best . "

"Okay, Uncle," she smiled . Maybe it wasn't so bad at all .

Martin brought here to the coffee shop he told her . They seated at a table near the window . Cassie looking outside the café's window when she saw a familiar figure . Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open .

The guy is wearing a coat and tie . He looks stressed and worn out . His eyes are lonely and there's no life it seems . He was talking over his phone and his expression is completely a lonely Quinn .

Tears freely trailing down her cheeks upon having sight of him . Her heart cries of his name .

'Quinn…'