Fall In Love With Lover: The Temptation of a Beautiful Secretary

Relieve Me

"Hufff ...." He puffed his cigarette smoke upwards.

I was still silent on the spot, not wanting to approach him. He himself was still staring at me, watching me from head to toe. Not knowing what was on his mind, I was just getting ready to defend myself. I don't know what's going to happen, so there's always anticipation.

I held on tight to my dopey perfume without being noticed by it. He then patted the sofa for me to sit next to him. But I was silent, unmoved. I don't want to get close to him.

"It hasn't been a week since you've changed like this, Cecilia." He put the ashes of his cigarette burn into the ashtray.

I kept quiet while leaning on the TV table.

"It seems you've forgotten something. Is he the one who made you forget?" tanyakanya.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm down. "I don't understand what you're saying, Jack." I answered just that.

He nodded slowly. Disappointment from his face. "Now you're being cold to me, Cecilia. It turns out that Alexander cannot be underestimated. He has succeeded in drugging you." He said it like that.

"Jack! Don't blame anyone else! He did nothing to me!" I confirmed the relationship between us to him.

Jackson turned off his cigarette butts and stood up. He folded his hands and walked over to me. "You're not my Cecili. Where are you hiding her?" the question is getting closer to me.

I gulped as Jackson spoke like that. I felt the atmosphere around me turn gripping as we got closer together. The flames started to appear from inside my body. I want to get angry, curse her, blame her for not caring about me. But, he still persisted with his haughty attitude. He would not admit his mistake, let alone give me an explanation.

"I am still the old one. It's just that my heart is a little different" I replied.

Jackson looked at me sharply. "Cecilia, are you deliberately acting like this to test my patience?" ask her with a serious face.

"I don't care" I replied flatly.

"Well!" He turned his eyes away from me. "I don't know what to say anymore. But it seems like my efforts have been in vain all this time." He's turned.

"It's obviously a waste because you're just using me, Jack." I courageously answered.

He turned back towards me. "Utilizing you?" tanyanya.

"Yes. Aren't you just using me? Am I not just your doll? What do you come to when you need it? If you don't need it, you can go as you please. Go back in his arms or find a new Cecilia." I can't help feeling upset in my heart.

"Oh ..," He seemed to realize something. "So you think I'm back with her?" askinya.

"I don't know." I pretended not to care.

"Maha." Jackson laughing. "Cecilia-Cecilia, so you're jealous of her coming into my room?" It was like asking for affirmation from me.

"Do I have to say it? Does this baby have to be born first and make you understand?" I'm upset he doesn't understand my wishes either.

He then looked at me. The look in his eyes implied something about yesterday's events. "I didn't do anything with Zea. He came without telling me before." Jackson explained it to me.

I paused for a moment, trying to digest his words. "Until you do that?" ask again.

"Jack, you just want to calm my heart down to trust you again? You don't even know what happened after that!"

I don't know why I want to cry when I remember what happened after I saw her with Zea in the room. Jackson doesn't care. He's not after me at all. He let me go from the Great Ocean without holding back in the least.

"Cecilia, I have a lot of business. I can't," he asked.

"Nearly a week no news?" ask again.

"Cecilia—"

"Jack, what do you think I am? Why are you this long for me? You left me when I was pregnant with your baby. You didn't explain to me. You kept me quiet for days, not even reprimanding my broom at all. Who am I in your heart? Am I just a sa— doll"

"Enough, Cecilia! Enough's enough!" Jackson snapped. "We are not children anymore who should always be together at every opportunity. I have business, you have business too. And my business cannot be left. Now tell me what do you want? I'll fulfill it even if it's hard for me!" It was like giving up on my attitude.

What I really want is to be spoiled by him. Moreover, I was pregnant with her child. I want to always be with her, face the day while waiting for the birth of our baby. But apparently, I can't get it from him. Jackson was so busy that I had to endure my own suffering. I honestly miss him, his affection and his attention.

"I. .. want us to separate." Those words just came out of my mouth.

"What?!" At once he was surprised to hear my request.

"Jack, I can't keep doing this. I need certainty. I do not want this child to suffer because of the actions of both parents. Maybe we'd better let each other go." I'm trying to give up.

Time stopped when those words came out of my mouth. Maybe I should let it go so that this heart doesn't feel hurt anymore. I must rise from the fall. I am still able to support this child even with limitations. He's not wrong, we're wrong.

"Tell me if you're joking, Cecilia." He held both of my shoulders, looking at me seriously.

I held back my tears, clasping both of his hands that were holding my shoulders. I walked to the door to open it.

"I didn't invite you here. I'm gonna take a break. Go ahead," I said, turning his eyes away from her.

Jackson gulped as I spoke like that. His face changed drastically in an instant. He seemed to be holding back an unexpressible sadness. But I try not to care. I want him to feel what I feel. How this heartache feels when it is not cared. Somehow in the future, I tried to be realistic about the situation. I don't want to get hurt again.

Jackson then walked over to me who was near the door. "You really want me to go?" tanyanya looked at me.

I looked away, not wanting to see it.

"good. I'm gonna go." He then complied with my request.

At that moment I just wanted to scream. This heart is not willing to let go. But if allowed to drag on, the pain will be more I feel. I am not able to bear it.

See you on another occasion, Jack.

Jackson moved his leg, left me. He then grabbed the doorknob, as if he wanted to close it from the outside. I could only hold back my tears when I saw his departure. This time I dared to throw him out.