He Is A Nymphomaniac. Chapter 508 - Brain- Storming....

Cheryl glared at the staff in horror, but they were so many in unison, she thought it was better to stay quiet and not utter a word against them. She quietly stood in one corner, not even leaning against the wall for another one hour. 

"Do you have any idea, about when this couple might come out of their room. I pressed the bell several times, they are not opening it!" Cheryl finally spoke to a weak looking girl, who seemed to be less agitated and a safe person to ask the question. 

The weak girl who was carefully brus.h.i.+ng the foot of a bra.s.s monument stopped and looked at Cheryl. "Unlike some people, we do not have a habbit of poking our noses in other people's business.Thus, I have no idea!" She spoke in a surprisingly rude tone, which was loud enough totally unexpected by Cheryl. 

Hearing the girl's words, Cheryl gasped in horror and while the other staff laughed. 

"How dare you!!" Cheryl stomped her foot on the ground and sat right their on the carpet, feeling a little dizzy. "Why am I feeling so dizzy all of a sudden?" She sat cross legged and looked at the time on her wrist watch, it was almost sun-fall and the room's door had yet not opened. Cheryl had been guarding the door for more than 17 hours now and thus it was making her more and more suspicious. 

Suddenly she got an instagram notification of the couple posing outside the Notre- dame de Paris Cathedral. She gaped at the picture in horror and tears formed in her eyes once again. She fell down on the carpet and started sobbing uncontrollably. 

The staff halted and looked at the girl in surprise. The girl was now in fits of crying, lying down on the carpet. They had an idea that the girl was getting impatient due to the fact that, she could not trace Rhehan and Rose, so they did not bother to ask her anything. Considering that their work was done, for what they were a.s.signed, they all walked away quietly leaving the crying girl alone on the floor. 

Suddenly her phone rang and she s.h.i.+vered in fear. Her hands trembled as she took out her cell phone from her sling bag. She looked at the caller's name and cried again much more loudly. She did not have the guts to pick up the call. She looked and looked at the screen, untill it stopped buzzing.

She took a few deap breaths and picked up her head from the carpet, leaning against the wall. Suddenly her phone buzzed again from that same unsaved number and tears dropped her eyes again. 

She swiped the green icon with her trembling hands and spoke in a teary voice. "H... h.e.l.l... h.e.l.lo!" She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. 

"Where the f.u.c.k are you!!? Resting in the pool all naked or making out with a hot waiter?" The man's angry voice appeared over the speaker. 

Cheryl's tears now could not cease and she felt like she had just been abused and molested with those few words. 

Her feeling of devastation and helplessness was similar to what Rhehan had felt the day, she had shown him pictures of them naked together. The feeling of being cheated, even after trying one's best, yet, still being blamed! It was the same feeling that she had made Rhehan feel that day. 

This was the law of nature, what you do, will always come back to do in some or other form....

Cheryl was simply stooping backwards, numb, tears dropping down her eyes as the man was shouting at her constantly.

"Why the h.e.l.l are you not speaking now!!? Are you sleeping with somebody you s.l.u.t!!!! Answer me! They both are in the church, where the h.e.l.l are you!!!" The man belowed.

Cheryl's ears were listening to each and every word but her energy to speak anything had given up. "I.... I... Aahh!! Huhu.... huh... uhuh... uhu...!!!!" She broke down once again crying. 

"What I.... I?? What noises are you making? Are you drunk? Talk to me properly Cheryl, before I take a major step against you!" The man shouted, feeling disgusted. "I am getting the urge to kill them everyday, and you can not even do a simple task. You useless woman you are just good for a f.u.c.k! That too only for a few months!!!" 

Cheryl sobbed further and tried to speak, but somehow words were not coming out from her mouth. "I... Am... s... sitting outside their room from.... from past seventeen hours. I... did not move! Their is something wrong. I am sure.... they... they are not in the hotel. I have d... done m...my best. I can not do it anymore... please....I ...c.... can n... not... uhuh.... uhu... uhu.. huhu....!!!" Cheryl sobbed again, not able to speak anything. 

"b.i.t.c.h!!! First you cry and then call me back!! I can not handle this nonsense. I give you five minutes!!" The man hung up the call angrily. 

Cheryl sobbed and sobbed, and once again looked at the instagram pictures of the couple. Their smiling faces, their adorable kisses, and the love they had in each other's eyes made her tears drop down further more. "How is this possible? How can they leave the room. It has been three days, how come I could not see them even once!!!?" Cheryl threw off her phone on the carpet and kneeled her between her knees, sobbing uncontrollably.

She was once again feeling extremely dizzy and nauseated. 

She calmed herself taking a few more deep breaths. After few more minutes, after she had ceased crying she picked up her phone from the carpet and called up on the same number. 

"Yes! Now tell me!" The man spoke calmly.

"I feel they are not in this hotel. I have been trying to follow them everywhere

 From past 18 hours, I am sitting outside their room and the door has not even opened once. I checked every corner of hotel, I feel they are not even in this hotel. Maybe it was all a false declaration. Think about it, such internationally famous couple, would publically declare their location, when they already are sailing in rough waters? Do you think the pictures are morfed and maybe they are not in this hotel!!" Cheryl spoke in a pensive mood. 

Their was dead silence from the other side of the speaker, as if he was considering the girl's point seriously.