Pastry Chef Sheya - Volume 1 Chapter 23 Chill Pill

Carl approached Sheya’s table..

Carl: Listen, before you scream or make a scene here, just give me a minute to explain. I’m about to board my flight tomorrow but I was told that there was a delay so I went here hoping to make arrangements. I can show you my ticket if you want to and cafe has the best fresh drinks mix so I grabbed one before I go back to my hotel.

Not knowing what to do, Sheya stood up and signalled the waiter that she was done with her meal then replied to Carl ” Okay then, I just finished my lunch so please excuse me and have a god day. She said .

Carl: Whoa! Aren’t you even going to thank me for getting you out of jail?

Sheya: Whoa whoa whoa! Sir, I found myself inside your room, half undressed..

Carl: You passed out, I didn’t know what room or which hotel you’re staying. What am I supposed to do? Leave you inside the cab or bring you back to the police station? Come on lady, think! You were half n.a.k.e.d because you vomited all over yourself.

Feeling embarrassed, Sheya walked away but Carl followed behind.

Carl: Just let me get you a cab. We’re stuck here in Israel whether we like it or not. We can at least be polite and courteous with each other since we are in the same hotel.

Sheya cried again.. After some uncomfortable sobs, she took a deep breath and said ” I’m such a mess right now. I’m sorry if I was rude. Thank you for helping me and I’m sorry if I came up rude.”

” No worries, please stop crying. We all have our bad days.” Carl said with a calm voice.

They got a cab and returned to their hotel.

” Rest and relax, there is a spa on the 11th floor, I still haven’t used my voucher so please take it. Here is my mobile number, I don’t want to appear like I’m stalking you or anything but if you needed anything or you found yourself in trouble.. again, just give me a call.” He said before going to his room.