#Chapter4

I quickly run to my room. For the second time, I am so embarrassed about myself!

My mother entered my room with that angry face. "What are you doing? Aren't you supposed to greet your guest?"

"Mama, I don't want to greet my guest with a face like this!" I pointed to my oily face and my tangled hair. "I smelled like poop and why didn't you tell me it's Doctor Dizon who am I going to meet? I thought it's Gail."

I get some decent clothes then cleaned myself. Thank goodness, this room has a built-in bathroom. I didn't how I managed to get dressed and put some...