CEO AND WIDOW 2 CHILDREN

18

My stomach started to ring and I looked towards the clock that showed at half-time. Angel's right, I haven't even rested since this morning.

I heard someone knocking on my door. I glanced at him for a moment, where's Angel?

"get in" said Clara

I keep reading the emails I read. Looking at the door, it was Christian who entered my room. He wears a navy suit with a pale pink shirt and tie that makes Christian very handsome. "Christian" Clara stutters to see Christian in her office.

"what are you doing here?" ask Clara

Christian gave his sweet smile. "well... You didn't pick up the phone from me, so I had no choice." Christian walked up to me and wanted to kiss me

But Clara managed to avoid it. "what are you doing?"

"i want to give you a kiss."

"don't!" said Clara

"why?" ask Christian

"Christianl.." Clara looked at Christian. "we were together only last weekend. One weekend ago. I don't want to deal with you anymore."

Christian was in disbelief hearing Clara's words. "what are you saying, Anderson?" ask Christian. "prepare your things, we go to lunch."

"are you listening to me, Christian?" Clarapun stood up from his throne

"no, I didn't hear it. You didn't say anything." Christian puts both of his hands on Clara's waist. "why can't we meet each other, when we're both okay? That's the most ridiculous thing that ever comes out of your mouth."

The door to Clara's room suddenly opened. Clara and Christian looked at someone at the door of the room.

Angel's eyes widened to see Clara who was in Christian's arms. "oh ... Sorry." said Angel

**!*

Christian stretched his body back. It is clear that Christian is upset by Angel's interruptions

"it's okay." Clara forced her smile. "what's up, Angel?"

"initially I wanted to ask if Ms. Clara wanted to have lunch, but ..."

"no, Clara will have lunch with me." replied Christian.

My eyes are on Christian. "i'm fine for now, Angel. Thank you, yeah."

Angel still rounded her eyes as she glanced between Clara and Christian. Real nice... How do I explain it.

Christian glares at Angel and raises one of his eyebrows, Christian is impatient and gives Angel a "code" to get out of Clara's room.

"oh..." Angelpun joked. "I'll be in front."

Angel shows her hand towards the back with her thumb. "if you need something —"

Angel smiled widely and closed the door to Clara's room, Christian looked back at Clara. "where were we?"

I smiled and rubbed Christian's arm. "Chris, we can't be together anymore."

Christian took my hand off his arm. "what?!"

"we can't be together anymore."

"you dumped me?

"nobody dumped anyone" I said gently, "i like you very much, very much. The man I was with was perfect."

"then why can't we be together?" ask Christian

"because it's obvious..."

"like what?" Christian snapping. Christian began to feel his anger forming

"Christian, because you're as good as Christian Miles, and I'm too old for you. I've had children and responsibilities, and you like younger women, who love fashion."

Christian gnashed his net. "don't be funny, Anderson."

"I'm not funny anymore. You said that to me." Clara held Christian's hands. "Chris, if the situation is different and you . . . " Clara paused for a moment while thinking about the sentence that Clara wanted to say. "if you are older than me, and maybe... Divorced and having several children, we might be able to try to be together."

"Whataa?!" Christian snapped again. "you won't see me anymore because I don't have children? That's so ridiculous, Anderson. Can you hear your own words?"

"don't raise your voice to me." Clara warned Christian

"sit's quiet, and come have lunch with me." Christian brought my body back into his arms, and his lips began to kiss my neck. "Christian" Clara sighed. "stop."

"don't tell me you don't like me, because I know you like me" Christian said.

"i like you. I didn't dodge it, I admired you." replied Clara

"then?"

"i don't like you .... Like that." replied Clara again

Netra Christian looked at me, as if he was digesting the words I had spoken "like what?" ask Christian

I just have to reveal it. "you aren't boyfriend material for me, Chris."

"what's?" Christian snapped with his anger. Christian shows it to his own chest. "me..... not a material boyfriend?" whispered Christian. "i'm a material boyfriend, Clara."

Clara sighed... Christian is really angry right now.

"no, you're not a material boyfriend" Clara said.