Chapter 50: Looking Gorgeous.

Giselle's POV.

I grunt lazily as my alarm rang, and I turned it off angrily. “The night is too short,” I said lazily, then I turned to look beside me, I noticed that the pillow was too organized, then I knew Donald didn't sleep beside me that night. “Did he have an urgent meeting again?” I asked no one in particular, but I shrugged it off, because it wasn't the first time such a thing would happen .

I got down from the bed, and went to the bathroom. I started to prepare for work, and I didn't pack too much lecture materials because of the meeting I was going to attend. I picked a dark beige suit, with an ivory blouse. I straightened my hair, and used light make-up, with a cherry lip gloss, and I stood up from the dressing table.

And I slipped into my beige trouser, I got dressed. I took my ivory purse, and a high heel pump. I finished dressing, then I picked my overcoat and I left the bedroom. I went downstairs, hoping to have breakfast before going to work, but when I heard my mother