I was now dreading what she had to say, certainly in regards to her relations with Hem Vutha, but I was steeling myself for rejection. Well it was fun while it lasted I consoled myself..
We sat down with our drinks. I had that feeling of foreboding that all this was going to come crashing down around me.
I was waiting for the 'Your a really nice guy, but I only see you as a friend' line.
She began:
"So, there are some things that I need to tell you about me and my life. I don't want you to judge, just listen to what I have to say. Firstly I want to say that I really like you..."
(here comes the but...)
"And I really want things to work out between us, but"
(Here it comes. I only see you as a friend)
But.......
"There's a few things I need to tell you about my life first before we take things any further. "
(well the f word was not used so that's good)
"OK fire away... Miss Lay." was the best I could come up with in response... oh god that was terrible..
"So, firstly I was not born in Cambodia, but actually in the Phillipines. My father fled Cambodia in the late 70s from the Khmer Rouge regime, to Manilla. Ten years later he met my mother and they married and had me in 1992. We moved to Cambodia when I was eight, in 2000 and I spent my teenage years growing up in Phnom Penh. On my mother's side I have American ancestry, through my great grandfather, who was a G.I from Charlotte in North Carolina. That's what I am named after! This is why I have an American/ Western forename and a Cambodian surname.
Just two years after we came back to Cambodia, my father died and so my mother brought me up on her own and in poverty. As I progressed through my teens my looks blossomed. I started working at the Nagaworld complex when I was 17 as a trainee croupier. It was here that I caught the eye of some of the very rich businessmen who frequented the casino and complex. One of them was Hem Vutha, who took a shine to me the most. I was very beautiful, but very young and naive too. Hem started buying me gifts, jewellery at first, nice dresses and various other things. He looked after me and was very kind, but then came the payback. I started accompanying him on business trips and even went to London once. It was so cold! I was his escort girl. I had to laugh at his jokes, smile and look pretty in front of his associates to impress them. Eventually though he wanted sex too.. I did what he wanted.. At the start I enjoyed the attention, the money, the nice clothes and jewellery, so I did not think anything of it. Hem always treated me well and made sure my mother and I stayed out of poverty. He was paying me for my services through gifts and kindness and the sex in return was consensual, it was never forced. I was very young and naive and he made me feel obliged to give him what he wanted."
I was shocked by her revelations. I hated my chairman even more. Perhaps I should resign? How can I work with him as my boss after what Charlotte had just told me!
There was a burning question that I needed to ask immediately..
"Why do you support EDC then..? Why do you turn up every week and put money in his pocket?" You must see him around at games."
"Because I love football and they are my team. Hem Vutha is not a bad person. We are still friends to this day and he is married now.
He was kind to me, he never mistreated me, but he got what he wanted out of me subtly, without force or coercion. He didn't commit any crimes, but I only realised when I got a bit older that I was in an arrangement that I did not want to be in any more. I wanted normal. I wanted a man who would not see me as a sex object, or a business transaction. I wanted a relationship built on true love, not money. One day I told him that I wanted to break out of this situation. To be fair, he let me go on my own free will and we parted on good terms. Perhaps though it is because of this experience, why relationships never work out for me. I then trained as a nurse and led a relatively normal life, but managed to save and earn enough to stay out of poverty.
I was there when EDC was formed in 2015.. We struggled at first, until you came along in 2020 and made us an established C-League team and won the Hun Sen Cup. I tried to find love unsuccessfully with some of the footballers I talked to you about before, but as you know for one reason or another they did not work out. Then there was Nhem Ravy, but he cheated on me and did not always treat me well. Then my mother died and I was lonely, in a bad place for a while and sought the company of men. It helped to ease the pain of her death, but in the end it only made me feel worse.
She smiled at me.
Now I have found you Mr Football Manager, maybe my search for true love has ended...
This was totally not what I was expecting...
I hope in the name of the Almighty that you are not put off by my previous life and relationships. I would fully understand if you were.
I shook my head. "I could never let that get in the way of us two." I replied squeezing her hand underneath the table.
"I bet you want to know why I am dressed this way."
"This is why I am dressed like a tramp tonight. I wanted you to see past the obvious, how I look and concentrate on the hidden things like honesty, trust and my personality. Sometimes I am tired of being beautiful, being stared at, with every man I meet wanting to f**k me. I am a person, not a sex object.
I wanted to know whether you are the real deal. I dressed like this for a reason, to gauge a reaction from you, to see me without make up and a nice dress. I want to make you realise that I am human, I am not just some sexy goddess, way out of your league, but someone who is normal and has many flaws too. If me and you are to build a relationship, then we have to get to know eachother, warts and all and realise that we are not perfect, no matter how we look on the outside. It is what is on the inside that counts. Think of it like your football team. When EDC score a goal, that is the sex, the ecstasy, the joy but there is so much more to winning a game of football than scoring goals, the tactical battle, the hard working midfielder who breaks up play, the full back who marks a tricky winger out of the game, the goalkeeper who saves the ball to stop the other team from scoring. These things are unseen and go on unnoticed, like honesty, integrity and trust in a relationship."
I'd never really thought of it like that before. She had brains as well as beauty. Charlotte had dressed down on purpose, not to dump me, but to make a point and lay the foundations of something far more long term.
"Charlotte, I could never be put off by you by what you are wearing. (I left out the comparison I'd made earlier in my head to a Northern lass from the Barnsley. She wouldn't have understood anyway) One of the best things about you is your quirky little personality, which is more important and your honesty from what you have just told me. You make me laugh, which is a great attribute. Nobody mimics a Yorkshire accent better than you.
"Aye proper brew... " She grinned.
"And I don't care what you wear, because you would still look beautiful dressed in a bin bag."
"Why thankyou Mr Football Manager.."
"When I saw what you were wearing, with no make up and your hair in a tight bun, I feared that you were going to break it off and just wanted us to be friends. I feared that because I would have been devastated if that had been the case"
As for your past, well that was more than 10 years ago and I am glad you have told me about your relations with Hem Vutha. You are a more mature, intelligent woman now and I want to be the person to give you all the happiness in the world that you crave and deserve as well.. be Mr Normal I suppose, as normal as it can be being with the manager of a top flight football team."
She gave me the biggest smile I have ever seen and unleashed her hair from its tight bun, so it flowed elegantly down past her shoulders. I think that was a sign all was well. She took my hand under the table and we whispered discreetly to eachother. (In Cambodia, public displays of affection are not encouraged, although maybe we had flouted this convention a little)
"I love you"
"I love you too Mr Football Manager."
After a rollercoaster week we had finally sealed the deal..
We spent the rest of the evening touring a few bars around the Sisowath Quay area of Phnom Penh. In the sports bar we were in, they were showing Cambodian Match of The Day and at one point my face appeared on every screen in the building when they showed my post match interview, which was quite a surreal moment. Some of the other punters in the bar looked at the screen and then over at us, much to the amusement of Charlotte. She would have to get used to this.........
Happy Valentines Day everybody!
If it's been getting a bit too "Love Actually" for you of late, then don't worry, we will be returning to the bread and butter of the Cambodian C-League campaign from the next one. Can the manager's success off the field propel him and his team to success on the field? Find out next time on The Ultimate World Football Manager Game!
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