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

Thank You

Her night...

I've put all the clothes in the suitcase, so there are no clothes left in the closet, except as necessary. I think I should get out of town soon. I have no reason to stay here. I've lost everything.

Ever since I got home from Angela's restaurant, I've been driving at a fast speed. Fortunately, he was able to safely arrive at the apartment. If not, maybe this story can't go on.

To be honest, I still can't believe that Jackson would say that cruel thing to me. I can't believe he's gonna change this fast. He was cold, as if he didn't care about me. And now in my heart this just wants revenge on him. I want to make Jackson miserable and suffer in his life. Because he has wasted my heart and my feelings.

I feel like this storyline isn't on Jackson's side. It's like the screenwriter is showing if he's not the best for me. Then who? Who is the man who will be sent to accompany the rest of my age? Right now my heart and mind are in a mess. It was like I lost everything in my life.

I want to end this drama. Do not want to dissolve longer in waiting and longing. Jackson doesn't deserve my love. He kicked me out. I think I need someone to vent my anger. But who? I realized again if I was just a kara. There was no one but Angela who was still loyal.

"Huh .. tired of it."

Now I'm sitting on the guest sofa raising the air conditioner temperature. I felt hot after tidying all my clothes into the suitcase. And now just tired. My body was sweating so it seemed like I had to change clothes immediately. Then I wear a pink shirt that fits my body size. I sprayed the perfume so that my body's scent didn't sting too much. I'm exhausted.

"Eh? Is anyone coming?"

Suddenly someone rang my apartment bell. Immediately I wiped my face with a wet tissue and set foot towards the door. It's possible that Angela came to deliver her passport and identification for me.

I also opened the door. The door opened and showed who was coming. And it turns out .. she came to my apartment tonight.

"Good night, Cecilia." The man smiled at me. I saw him carry bread and milk. It seems to have brought it for me.

"Master ...?" I don't know why my heart felt sad when I saw him coming.

"I brought you bread and milk. How are you doing now? Is it okay?" the question is so attentive to me.

At that moment I could no longer endure this sadness. Maybe he's the man God gave me to accompany the rest of my age. I honestly felt ashamed of myself. I always ignored him. But he was always there for me. I can't keep standing in front of him.

"Mr ...."

Soon I slammed into his arms. At the door of the apartment I hugged him. It was as if he wanted to hear the heartbeat that had faithfully accompanied me. I felt him surprised by my attitude. This was the first time I had ever hugged her. Hugging without being asked or forced first. It's on my own consciousness.

"Cecilia, what's wrong?"

I slowly felt him return my embrace. He rubbed my hair while holding my back. I can't say anything anymore either. My mouth was locked so as not to tell me the truth. My heart asked me to keep her feeling.

"Master, thank you."

I felt the warmth of his body enveloping my body from the cold, skin-piercing air. He gave me warmth in the middle of a snowstorm that almost froze me. He's my eye.

"Cecilia, don't cry, yeah. I'm here" he said, then put his head on my head.

I'm nodding. I know what happened hurt me a lot. But I hope he still gives me a chance to make amends. I need it to live this life.

A few minutes later....

The night breeze accompanied me who was sitting with Alexander on the terrace of the apartment. The man I've been ignoring all this time is not bored to ask for my heart. He is always there in my every day. Jackson could only hurt me. So don't blame me for starting to open my heart to her.

To date it has not been proven what Jackson said is true. So I shouldn't judge him on the side. Every human being has the right to love and be loved. So too with himself and me. We have the right to make a choice.

"So you want to go?" The dark-sweetened man asked after seeing the large suitcase in front of my room.

Alexander took a breath. He then approached me. He did something that surprised me. He knelt in front of me.

Mister?!!

At that moment I was shocked, not believing why he could do this. I am not a precious princess. But he showed me his respect.

"Cecilia, why should I go? There's still me here. You want to leave me?" it was her asking that made my heart grow sad.

Both of his hands held my hands. The warmth of his hands so reconciled my heart. He's correct. I shouldn't have left because he's still here. But will he be able to accept my situation later?

"Tomorrow I intend to resign from Angkasa Group. I want to find a new job abroad" I told him.

He smiled and looked back at me. "Just work with me. No need to go abroad. If you have to go, you can be with me. Sometimes I go abroad for work. So don't get carried away by emotions." He pinched my cheek.

Mr ....

I realized my feelings for Jackson were preventing me from seeing another man. In my heart there is only one name. But, after he said those words, all my perceptions of him disappeared instantly. He can't hold her words. And I think it's time for me to forget that grim-faced man.

"Later if I'm there, you don't even work" I said to be honest.

"Haha." Alexander laughs. "You could have. But I'd be more excited if there was you. It feels like there's something I need to meet her needs." She teases me.

"Master, you're a bitch!" I also tried to hit his arm. But he quickly held my hand.

Mr ....

He kissed my hand. "Yes, don't be sad anymore. There is another way to smile. Bunciiis," said he.

"Well?!" I was confused too.

"Say chickpeas, Cecilia," he asked.

"Snaps." I also obey him.

"Well, so. Smile, Princess." Turns out he's comforting me.

These tears felt like they wanted to drip as she comforted my heart. It seems that a thank you is not enough to repay his kindness. I felt a little relieved after his arrival here, as if I didn't feel alone anymore.

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...When Cecilia Crying...

...Alexander's...