Benalu's Son-in-law Turns Out to be a Genius Hacker

98. The crying broke

In the Nano-ID office, precisely in the secretary's office.

This time Stefan was holding Grace's body. For a perverted man, Stefan is so silly, why not take advantage of the opportunity to zina with a prima donna when the opportunity opens?

Having never fallen into a black hole before, Stefan never even thought of holding Grace's hand, kissing her lips, or taking her to bed in a hotel.

In fact, women like Grace are ready to put up if Stefan wants to. And Grace is too loyal if Stefan wants her. Grace was fascinated and in love with Stefan. Not Stefan insensitive, no, not at all.

Stefan's aware. But he did not want to get too close so that the door of his heart opened wide. Stefan doesn't want to get caught up in the wrong love. If only Grace wasn't a professional woman, she would have quit Nano-ID by now.

“Your eyes are red,” said Stefan while holding both of Grace's shoulders. Their faces are very close. Real close. Their breaths clashed.

Grace is embarrassed. He looked down and hid his face. His eyes were red because he was crying all night. Yeah, he couldn't accept Stefan so casually wanting to let go of the awe he had in his heart.

Although Stefan had already humbled himself as lowly as, in Grace's eyes, Stefan was still the Stefan he knew.

Just this time Stefan touched Grace's body directly. However, the touch arrived at the time of day. Grace wished there was a touch of affection, not a touch of forgiveness.

“Are you unconscious, Stefan?” softly flowing.

“Yes, I'm sober. But, you fell in love with the wrong person,” Stefan replied in a electrifying tone. “You got into the wrong door, Grace.”

Grace is very sad. So all this time she's been in love with the wrong person? Then, his eyes got wet. Grace was crying again.

Stefan removed his grip from Grace's shoulder, then turned his body and faced her against the wall. Stefan held his head in frustration.

Stefan kept as far away from Grace as possible so that Grace did not get deeper and more soluble with her feelings. “I failed,” muttered Stefan. To be honest, he didn't want any heart to hurt.

Various attempts have been made by calculation, but the results failed, Grace cried.

Stefan turned his body back and stepped towards Grace. Suddenly, Grace who was standing nailed to cover her face, Stefan hugged her.

Grace's tears broke.

Stefan smiled and said gently, “Stop crying. You're so ugly crying.”

Grace's tears are breaking.

Stefan's black suit was soaked by teardrops, not happy tears, but tears of disappointment.

Grace had long expected a warm hug from the man she loved so much, but it was present at an ill-fitting moment when her heart was breaking.

But, if this hug he did not feel, his heart would definitely be more broken than this. Grace was not strong enough to withstand the sense that exploded in her soul.

Love so great, now slowly fading away.

The longing that has always been guarded, is now losing its way.

Grace clutched tightly onto Stefan's suit until it crumbled, venting out the crunching taste in his chest, growing tighter and stronger.

Stefan's chest tightened as Grace's face grew stronger. “Women are always right. Please blame me. I'm a loser. While you are a goddess, you are a fairy.”

Slowly Grace loosened her embrace. Right now, her hair was a bit messy, her face was extremely reddened and wet. Although it looks chaotic, Grace still looks beautiful. The jueva's hue doesn't fade.

If most men like women who look natural, like just woke up in the morning, then they have to think back, Grace is now much more stunning. Love and lust must have churned the moment they saw it.

Stefan smiled and said, “Ryan would be furious if we were dating.” Stefan laughing.

Grace tried to calm herself down, then she sat down in her work chair. He covered his face in embarrassment at his current condition.

Who would not be sad if his love was clapping one hand?

Who is not shy turns out people who have been coveted so far apparently do not have the same taste?

Stefan sat down in front of Grace and joked, “Do I need to call Ryan to calm you down?”

“Hm. Ah!” Grace was crying again. “Other people are serious like this. Even invited to joke!” his grunts grimaced.

“Ryan must be very jealous of me if he knows apparently all this time the secretary has been playing with his own CEO,” said Stefan smiling amusedly.

“I'm serious, Stefan!”

“Indeed, if you are crying you must be serious and lived.” If Stefan follows Grace's heart, Grace will find it difficult to get out of her pain. Stefan doesn't want that. As much as possible she neutralized Grace's heart.

Stefan stood up, then walked back and forth. He said coldly, “Martin is always firm if Ryan makes trouble. And he'd be very strict if Ryan teased you. How could Martin be jealous of Ryan? Obviously it's the wrong jealousy!”

Yeah, Martin shouldn't be jealous. Obviously Grace would reject a guy like Ryan. Ah, Ryan's just a diversion let Grace stop crying, because if you remember Ryan, people will immediately be disgusted.

Stefan put his hand in his pants pocket and said coldly, “When I got scooped up, Martin looked as dashing as Superman! If the same coworker is brave and has a protecting soul, how about the woman he loves. Martin is typical, he is unique, but not unique like Ryan!” Stefan chuckles again.

Grace's condition has not changed. However, slowly the condition of his heart that had been turbulent and choppy, now gradually calmed down like water in a pond. I don't know how many wipes he threw on the floor. “Stefan, can you shut up!”

Stefan stop. “Gosh! What did you say just now, Miss Grace? Do you not appreciate me as CEO?” cecar Stefan is acting in style. All ages, just this time Stefan appeared like a comedian.

“Stefan!”

“Call me Mr CEO or Mr Stefan! You must respect your leader!” Stefan's ruffled around like a cocoa who owns a grocery store. He raised his head like a boss in general.

Grace folded her hands on the table and put her head on it. Her hair is getting messy. There was a soft crying sound heard.

Stefan nodded and said coldly, “Don't you think, you're the son of Mr. Arya Sutejo, then act arbitrarily. Respect me as the leader here!” kanda Stefan again.

And in the end Grace couldn't. There was a soft sound of laughter.

“Hei! Why are you laughing?! You are not polite!”

Grace raised her face. His face is mixed. There was crying, anger, disappointment, sadness, laughter, all fused together. “Basic!” Then Grace stood up and dealt a gentle blow many times. “Tega!”