CEO JEWELRY'S MATCHMAKING

MAKE TROUBLE

Night in Arya's room

There was a beautiful girl who was carrying a tray with a dinner menu." Looks like he's taking a shower." He said as he placed the tray on his Young Master's desk

His view turned to a fairly large closet filled with books. There are some photos on it. Looking at some books that are a little out in place. His hands were itching to tidy it up. But what happened. Just about to step, one foot tripped over the table, his body hit the closet until it almost hit him. Make all his stuff fall on the floor.

Yesa turned her back to bend, holding a heavy object on her back. Rhythm with both hands that are already stretched.

Oh my god, what have I done

He said in his heart, both his legs were shaking. On the one hand, he was eager to tidy up all the books that had landed on the floor because he was afraid of being angry. But on the other hand he also did not want the object attached to his back to fall on his body. Worryingly.

Looks like he's still in the shower. How is this what I should do. That demon will kill me. No ! Grandma help me.

Every now and then his eyes looked at the bathroom door, hoping that his Young Master would be reluctant to see this messy scene. And immediately he left his room.

But damn it was just a dream for him. Because the male figure that was in his head came suddenly. Both of his hands clenched furiously, the look on his eyes was extremely sadistic. Like he wanted to kill her.

Yesa swallowed while looking at him. Somehow his fear began to spread all over his body, his legs shaking violently. It was like going to hell for him.

''Did you just make a troublemaker in my room?"

Yesa nodded quickly

"No sir, it's because my leg tripped over the table. So I didn't do it on purpose. Please sir, trust me."

Duaaar, like a thunderbolt in broad daylight, the man looks wrathful now.

Using only a towel wrapped around his waist. Arya stepped her feet closer. His body bowed before Yesa, his hands stretched out to turn his closet poisi in its original state.

Just now the girl was about to move Arya had put both her hands in the closet and her face was approaching blocking her shadow. So that their body distance is only around ten centimeters. And finally the position of this girl was besieged in it. His eyes meet each other.

Damn why she was staring at me this close

Yesa sat down, slowly crouching to avoid her sight.

"stand."

Deghs

As fast as lightning Yesa stood back in her original position. Swallowing his saliva both of his palms instantly broke out in cold sweat.

It seems he really wants to kill me

"What are you doing in my room ?" Arya spoke in a flat voice. Makes people unable to distinguish. The man was angry or intimidated.

"I'm sorry Sir, I just wanted to take you to dinner." With her courage Yesa turned her gaze in another direction.

"You deliver food this way !"

"I'm sorry sir" Yesa lowered her head.

''Sorry ! Why should I forgive you? "

I know a man like you won't easily forgive me his inner self." That's because.... You're a very nice person." Yesa pulled her lips slightly smiling. And strangely the man in view was even more sadistic his gaze.

"Look! When I hate someone on first impression, I'll always hate them. Because the people I hate will continue to do the things I hate. I hated you from the beginning, even now you're doing the thing I hate the most.

I'm sure you'll do it again, and then I'll always hate you. And when you apologize, I will never forgive you, now or forever. So now you'RE OUT OF MY ROOM."

Hardik Arya while pounding the closet with both hands tight.

Spittoon. "Aah ! Sick "A photo complete with its frame landed smoothly on Yesa's forehead. Fresh blood came out of his temple after he fainted.

Arya is shocked, and panics to see Yesa fainting. So panicked he even took a photo of the former hitting Yesa's forehead on the floor.

"Hey ! Are you okay. Hey ! Awake." Arya even shook Yesa's shoulder with her left hand.

Suddenly

Dery came and entered at once stunned when he saw the state of Yesa. His gaze was instantly sidetracked on an object in Arya's hands, it seemed like he had misunderstood.

"Stop ! Older brother. What are you doing?" Arya looked at Dery not like.

Dery shook his head, his hand grabbed the body of Yesa, carrying her to his room. Lying his body on the bed.

A few minutes later, Yesa opened her eyes slowly, feeling something cold at her temple. As his eyes opened wide he was surprised to see the figure beside him. Especially when he saw it was wrapping his wound with cotton that had been given alcohol.

"Young Master Dery."

"You're sober." He said softly "How can my brother do that to you ?" As he spoke, Dery placed the wound plaster on the temple of Yesa.

Yesa shakes her head "No ! Not her.."

"Not !" Quickly cut "If not him, who else would dare to hit you? "Dery insists. Especially after seeing the misunderstanding. Convinced that the incident was purely the actions of his brother. How thought.

"No, he didn't hit me sir. Believe me it's all my fault." Yesa said as she felt her forehead still throbbing. Making the men who see it increasingly become misunderstood.

"My brother will definitely get punished."

It seems he misunderstood. How should I explain this to him.

Yesa got up from her sleep and sat down with her Young Master.

"I'm sorry for my brother's behavior." Dery continued his sentence. He was even embarrassed by his brother's attitude. To represent him to apologize. "Use this on your temple." While thrusting the ice pack he spoke. Yesa grabbed that thing.

My God, it turns out that he really is a gentle and kind young master.

"Okay, thank you, sir."

Dery sighed making Yesa feel guilty looking at him.

"I'm sure, my brother must be reflecting on his actions."

"But to be honest I wasn't hit by your Big Brother Young Master."

"Your heart is too pure, you don't need to easily forgive someone's sin." Dery spoke in a soft voice. But his stubbornness sounded real in Yesa's ears. Makes him breathe deeply.

"Young Master Dery, it seems like your trust is lacking in other people's speech huh."

Dery smiled

Suddenly a handsome male figure with his cynical aura appeared. Standing in the open doorway, he walked over while crossing his hands in front of his chest.

"Is your head still hurting ?" Arya asked

he stood in front of Yesa

" No !"

"What treatment did my sister give me ?"

"Ah, I compress my temples by using this ice Master. Hehe." Smirks

"That's what it looks like."

"Young Master did you come because you were worried about me ?'' Yesa asked with a clumsy face

"What ! Worried ?" Arya looked up at the girl immediately nodded slowly

"If that's the reason, I'm fine "Yesa grinned again

Arya smiled cynically in denial

"That's not what I mean, I just want you to get the books straight in my room. And explain to my sister that I didn't hit you."

Also true. That's what I should have done. But how could I ask a cold person like him, worrying about others. I'm stupid ! Why not think first.

Yesa said in her heart, so ashamed of myself

"Ah so yes, no problem I will straighten out this situation immediately." After speaking, Yesa showed a big smile

While Arya just threw a condescending smile as usual, stepping her feet left Yesa's room.

There are two people left in it. The girl recounted the true events to the man beside her. Clear misunderstandings.