017 Unlucky Day

"I just don't want to see you. If only that Blonde Elf hadn't delegated all the work to me!"

Zack narrowed his eyes.

"Elf blonde?"

"Alfiani Gennald!"

Zack cleared his throat once and corrected.

"You mean, Alfiano Gennaldy?" Zack corrected.

"Hmm? Since when did his name change?"

Stared very stupid. Zack couldn't give a reply.

"Ah! Anyway, whatever it's the same! He's annoying and you're no less annoying than that lazy tycoon!!"

Zack refrained from getting angry. Even though, he hadn't seen his ex-wife in a long time. After meeting and talking at length. Was this woman just cursing him?

Didn't know if he should rejoice because Aimee still had extra strength to curse him. Or lament her cruel words. Zack tried to keep himself calm.

"So, you called me just because of this?"

[ 'Swearing and cursing me?!' ]

[ 'You did it on purpose?' ]

Despite wanting to share his frustration, Zack turned out to more prioritize his common sense. Not provoked by Aimee's emotions and strangeness due to drunkenness.

Aimee suddenly asked again.

"So you won't back down from this project even if I ask you to?" Aimee asked.

"Yes. I won't back down and listen to you."

Click.

The phone call ended.

And this time it was Aimee who had turned it off.

She seemed to be conscious when she turned off the phone. But two seconds later, she fell unconscious.

The room became silent.

Aimee lay motionless on the small table and she was still busy placing her hands beside her head, putting her cheek on the table.

Aimee sat at the same time sleeping in a position that would definitely make her sore the next morning because that position was not the best position to lie down.

But it would be worst and torturous after she woke up for the next morning.

Especially after all the mess that she had made in just one night.

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The morning sun greeted Aimee scorchingly. It woke her up on time and the sound of her alarm woke her up quickly too.

Lifted her head in the same sitting position as last night. Aimee felt something crack happening inside her body.

"Ah!"

"Ouch!"

"Ow!!"

Touched her neck and face in frustration.

"What is wrong with me? Why do my bones feel like they're breaking and my head feels like it's going to burst!"

Aimee started to try to calm herself down.

She didn't dare move for a few minutes and continued to endure the pain that was excruciating to her.

Aimee grieved and grimaced.

"It hurts!!"

"My bones feel crushed and my old age is getting worse! How about this? Am I actually 50 years old and not 30?"

Frowning with a very confused expression, Aimee hit the table in annoyance.

"Moreover! Why can I sleep on this little table! Isn't there a soft mattress I can sleep on? Why should I choose this table!!"

Tried to look around when all this untruth made her not want to believe it. Aimee tried to remember the events of last night before her room became like a broken ship.

"Come on, let's remember what happened!" Aimee exclaimed to herself and was probably still acting weird.

Aimee fiddled with her right index finger a few times to start the sequence of events.

"First, I come home from work and do my routine as usual."

Aimee nodded once and was sure she was right. Aimee continued.

"Then secondly, I am frustrated because of Alfin's actions. And not happy to meet Zack!"

Nodded again confidently when the explanation was still correct. Aimee frowned.

"Then, because I'm so frustrated and thirsty..."

She opened her eyes wide. Then examined her skin carefully. Aimee shouted without a bow.

"Ahhhh!!!"

"What happened to my skin and why is it red?" She was very sad and confused.

Aimee walked towards the mirror.

"Ouch!"

She fell once because her balance still hadn't returned to normal.

Aimee hastily checked her entire appearance.

And began fear to imagining bad things.

There was nothing good that Aimee saw. At certain points, her body was red and bruised.

It existed left neck, right hand. Then, on the right side of her stomach.

Aimee was lucky because her face didn't get contaminated.

But...

"Red spots under the chin to under the neck. How can I cover it up?"

While continuing to scratch because itchy, Aimee looked looking for the idea.

Aimee then hit her head and cursed the damn prophecy of Aimee's fortune yesterday.

"I shouldn't have left the house in the rain! Avoid puddles and…"

"Ah!!"

She grumbled in annoyance and shook her body at will because she couldn't accept the situation.

Last night, she was too frustrated and upset at her bad luck. Aimee decided to get some fresh air outside the apartment.

Had believed but doubted which luck was worse than the fact that Zack will work with the company where Aimee worked.

And the unlucky days after that would definitely repeat themselves, if Aimee interacted with Zack.

There ought to be no other misfortune that was worse and misleading than that.

It hadn't rained yet and she was still worried that it will rain suddenly. Aimee purposely brought an umbrella and the umbrella came in handy.

Entered the mini-market when it was still not raining and Aimee finished buying some snacks and stress relief drinks. It was raining right after Aimee paid all her groceries at the cashier.

Very difficult. To the point that Aimee hesitated whether she should take shelter or go straight home because she already brought an umbrella. And believed in prophecy despite doubts.

"Miss, you're smart enough to have brought an umbrella when the sky hasn't shown any signs of raining yet."

Aimee only glanced at the cashier who was amazed at Aimee's intelligence.

Even though Aimee knew about it from the prophecy and it was impossible to tell the cashier.

'I know this from prophecy you know! And I just didn't expect this umbrella to be of any use! Because according to the prophecy, today is the most unlucky day for me after a long time!"

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