Beautiful Psychiatric Transmigration

Continuously Denying

As usual, Renata's car was left in the basement of Mr. J's apartment and he left in a car with his boss.

Through the tail of his eyes, Jefra Tjong looked at Renata who was scratching his neck which was seen there was a reddish rash. It seems that it is due to an allergic reaction that has not completely disappeared.

Has he gone too far to tell the girl to work? A little bit of bad taste lingered in Mr. J's heart.

"Your neck..."

Renata turned to look at Mr. J who suddenly let out a voice.

Is that all right?

"that's disgusting."

Renata swerved, and then immediately covered her neck with her stray hair.

"Sorry."

Mr. J immediately pursed his lips, actually he did not mean to say something that was actually hurtful. However, his mouth often said something that was very inversely proportional to his heart. Then the man stared for a moment at the sapphire ring that was coiled on Renata's finger.

"Your clothes are ugly, it's best to change them," said Mr. J after relieving a strange feeling that had suddenly arisen.

"W-what? I tida──"

"Today I'm going to an important meeting, you shouldn't embarrass me for the dress" Mr. J cut a rebuttal from the girl.

Sontak Renata lowered his face. If he knows this, he better not know if Mr. J is his Jefra. It hurts when a loved one finds it disgusting and embarrassing.

Even though he knew that the man did not remember him, it still felt stifling.

"All right I'll change," Renata later said.

"Hm."

The truth is not a bad thing. But, Mr. J did not want if Renata continued to scratch her itchy-stricken skin, it would aggravate the situation to irritation and infection. Renata had to cover her skin with comfortable clothes to avoid scratching it.

Are you worried about the girl you hate, Mr J?

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"No."

Mr. J convinced himself. You could say trying to deny what he felt. He thought that if he did not have any feelings of worry for Renata. Even about him who now takes Renata to the boutique to change clothes is only a sense of humanity, only to make up for his mistakes that told Renata to work when sick.

"What's not, sir?" ask a Bodyguard standing next to him.

"It's nothing" replied Mr. J flatly.

Of course he couldn't possibly say his feelings.

"About something I'm ordering, have you sorted it out?" ask Mr. J then.

"Already, sir," replied the Bodyguard.

"What do you get?"

"From the CCTV footage the restaurant is seen if there is a waiter who accidentally put something on Miss Angel's drink."

"So that was intentional?"

"Yes, sir."

"Where is the waiter now?"

"Sorry, Sir. The waiter ran away."

Jefra Tjong was silent afterwards. Wondering who would want to try to harm Renata.

Who is the girl's enemy?

"Find the waiter."

"Good, Sir."

Tak

Tuk

The sound of high heels rubbing against the floor interrupts. Renata came after changing clothes.

Mr. J looked at Renata who had changed clothes by wearing a gray mini dress, with floral motifs, bell-shaped sleeve designs, and had a round collar, and made of cotton. At least cotton clothes do not make allergies or irritate the skin, and can absorb sweat well.

"Hmm," Mr. J cleared his throat after being stunned by Renata's sweet-looking appearance, "Lumayan," he replied later.

Renata scowled at hearing it. Though he wanted to get a better comment than 'lumayan.'

Mr. J's hand waved to call the boutique waiter.

"Yes, sir," said the servant.

"Wrap some other cotton clothes for this Miss."

Renata is shocked by the order that Lord J gave the Servant.

"Bring me a cotton scarf."

"Good, Sir."

"Why did Mr J buy me clothes?" ask Renata after the waiter.

"I didn't mean anything. I just don't want to have an Assistant who always wears village clothes."

Pelipis Renata twitched it made. It was so very funny what the man said.

"Before thank you, but I couldn't accept it" Renata said, trying to resist.

"No rejection, Miss Angelica."

"At least let me pay for it."

Mr. J smiled obliquely, "It turns out that a woman like you still has the pride to maintain. Aren't all seductresses very happy to be bought with expensive things?"

Renata clenched his hands, the man before him was really making his patience erode.

"For Mr. J who feels most right. You keep insulting me without knowing anything. You feel the truest yourself for always saying nonsense without knowing the truth."

Mr. J. was silent.

"Never judge a person by the opinions of others" Renata continued.

Yeah, that's true. If you want to judge someone at least investigate first. There are usually sides that have not been heard, stories that are unknown, and problems that should not be interfered with.

In the end Mr. J realized that he was wrong for judging Renata just because of perception. However, he simply fell silent without admitting his mistake. A Jefra Tjong could not possibly admit his mistake clearly, let alone utter the word 'sorry'.

The arrival of a boutique waiter carrying a Mr. J-order scarf slightly reduced this tense atmosphere.

Master J accepted the scarf, then stepped forward to approach Renata.

"You what?" renata asked, slightly alert but not moving from his position.

Setts

Renata sculpted when Mr. J wrapped a scarf around his neck which had a reddish rash, wrapped around it several times and tied the tip to the side of the neck.

Along with that, Jefra Tjong stared at Renata's face, from her small forehead, turning to eyebrows that were like a tree of tears, clear brown eyes, a sharp nose, and lips like peach skin. Oh, he remembered the artificial breathing incident he had done to the girl.

Mr. J back away, his feelings become erratic, "Wear it to cover your neck" he said.

Renata held a cotton scarf that was already attached to her neck.

"You just take the clothes, your salary will be cut to pay for it all," concluded Mr. J later.

Renata nodded stiffly. Jefra Tjong can easily overturn her feelings. From angry, to pounding, feeling confused, to making Renata speechless.

I can't understand your current figure, Jef.

Renata looked at Mr. J's back with a sour face. He was silent, not struggling even though he wanted to embrace it. The thing he realized was that his Jefra was completely different. It's hard, it's sad to realize that for the man he's not as important as he used to be.

Will Jefra remember it?

"Miss Angelica, when are you going to stand there?"

"Y-yeah," Renata soon caught up with Mr. J who was walking towards the boutique exit.

"I don't have time to wait for a snail."

"I'm not a snail!"

_TO Be Continued