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

Jealous

Half an hour later...

At exactly nine o'clock in the evening food ordered by Jackson was delivered to my apartment. Right then I gave my food to the office boy who works in this apartment building. I didn't eat the seafood from Angela's restaurant because Jackson didn't like it. He doesn't like it when I receive a gift other than himself. He found out that the food I brought had been paid for by Hadden.

Now I serve the dish Jackson ordered on my apartment tea table. I saw that Jackson had just come out of the room and had changed his clothes. He's wearing another suit. It seems like before I came, he arrived and brought a change of clothes. I don't know for sure, but maybe he's planning on staying at my apartment tonight.

"No shower?" he sat down in front of the tea table.

I still haven't changed clothes. Just take off the black blezer I was wearing. And now the short-sleeved white shirt and the knee-length black skirt that wrapped my body. I did provide dinner for Jackson first.

I just kept quiet because I didn't know what to say. I felt ashamed and hesitated to pass my heart on to him. Or maybe I was too hopeful for the feelings that were now springing up in my heart? Jackson is just an ambition to have.

"Cecilia, status doesn't really matter if you can't understand each other." He said as he wiped his hands with the napkin I had prepared on the table.

I just kept quiet, didn't answer. And go out from before him. But, at once he pulled me and sat me on his lap.

"You're mad at me?" tanyakanya.

That question really doesn't need me to answer. He should have known how I felt. I may also know what my true heart is. I just want certainty and status from him. After that, if I have to wait, I will wait. Although for years. I change men because I just do my job. The real Cecilia is so loyal to her partner.

"Master, I haven't had a bath." I reasoned to be able to get up from his lap.

He smiled at me thinly. "I know your scent, Cecilia." He kind of reminds me of what happened that night.

"Sir, we can't be like this." I want to get out of his lap.

"Cecilia." He held me back.

His tone turned soft. He seemed to have shed his skin by now, no longer cold to me. Maybe he's like a chameleon that can change according to the circumstances around him. But, I'm still Cecilia who wants certainty from him.

"Do you think status is important?" tanyanya while arresting me.

"Sir, do I need to explain? Of course it's very important for a woman like me." Tonight it was as if I was arguing with him.

He kissed my chest then smiled without feeling guilty at all. She looked at me with a strange look that made my heart upset with her. I can't possibly argue about the importance of status in a relationship. She must have understood better than I have never been in an official relationship with anyone.

"Master, your cell phone."

I heard her phone ringing as she kept quiet while looking at me. I got up from his lap and let him pick up the phone. And I see if Zea's the one who called, his own wife.

Don't know what they're talking about. I saw Jackson's face as if concerned. "Can't be delayed?" That word was then said.

Then I came up with the intention of those words that could not be delayed. I don't know why my heart hurts to hear it. I don't really know what they're talking about over the phone.

"good. I'm going there." Jackson then disconnected his phone.

Jackson looked at me as my heart ached because he was called by Zea. Maybe this is what is called jealousy not knowing yourself. Jealous of his own wife. I shouldn't have gotten this crazy.

"I have to go, Cecilia. Zea called. I'll let you know later." He then kissed my forehead.

When the door closed from the outside, my tears also dripped down my cheeks. My heart ached for being abandoned by her for going to see Zea. This jealousy so self-destructs my heart. I could only sit at the tea table holding my own head.

Cecilia, Jackson's going to see his wife. Why are you even hurt? You're only the third person, not worthy of being with him. Know yourself a little.

My heart and mind are out of sync at the moment. So I decided to refresh my mind by soaking in warm water. I locked the door from the inside and went into the bathroom. I soaked while turning on the water shower that led to my body. At that time I also admitted that my love for him had grown. To Jackson an. The husband of the woman who hired me. I really don't know myself.

A few hours later...

I sat there holding my back on the head of the bed. The feeling of loneliness started to haunt me. I've been trying to sleep, but my eyes haven't closed yet. My brain is tired of thinking. I don't know why I haven't been able to fall asleep.

I sipped a glass of warm milk while reminiscing about the events I have experienced over the past six years. There have been many women who have taken husbands of people I have exterminated. Why am I in that position now? Am I that crazy? Trying to snatch a husband from the wife who hired me?

Nope-no. I'm not like that. Zea wants to divorce Jackson. Why call yourself an actor? I didn't take Jackson from Zea. Zea herself asked me to tempt her husband into making a big mistake. And now that mistake has been made between us.

That one night of love froze my heart. It was as if there was no man other than himself in this world. My heart was clung to him, as if unwilling to escape from his shadow. And damn, I am powerless to face it. I just kind of bowed down.

Right now I don't know why I'm afraid of losing Jackson. I would love to get official status from him. But is that possible? All I can do right now is be quiet and still. Not much to comment on, let alone asking a lot of questions.

I need to get that freedom first. Once I get it, maybe going far is the best way for me to go. Because as long as it is still near him, my heart will continue to demand to have it. Can't not not.

"Jackson?"

Long live for him. I was thinking about it all of a sudden he called me. And I saw it was half twelve in the night. I picked up the phone from him. Let's just say if I miss hearing her voice.

I picked up the phone without speaking.

"Cecilia, are you asleep?" He realized I was picking up the phone. The sound of vehicles near my apartment could be heard there.

"Cecilia ...?" He called my name with a slightly hoarse voice.

Honestly my heart is crying hearing her voice tonight. I was thinking about him, I don't know what he's doing there. My mind is getting so-so, thinking about what if she had that relationship with Zea. My heart seems to be unable to accept it, even though their status is officially husband and wife.

"Cecilia, I'm asking you." He said again.

I don't know what to answer from him. I could only shut up while listening to his voice. A sense of wanting to ask also came to envelop my mind. What is he doing now? After doing what? Meet Zea for what? I think I want to ask him all that.

"Cecilia, answer me" she asked me.

I can't seem to respond to her calls tonight. I just turned the phone off from him. Why am I responding to his conversation tonight. There is no clear connection between us. It is not good to spend time on useless things. Better to please yourself.

Not knowing what was on Jackson's mind, he called me back after I turned off his phone. One, two, three missed calls until he finally sent me a message.

/Cecilia, what's wrong with you?/

Jackson sent me a message like that. A message I don't need to answer. Tonight let him think about taking a definite step in our relationship. If you don't think too, maybe going far is the right way to forget about it. Forgetting a man who has taken something precious from my life.