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

Who're You?

Two hours later...

I don't know the name of this guy next to me, but he helped me get the car to the nearest garage. Do not know why my car tires can be deflated, but said the workshop person anyway, my car tires were deliberately deflated. I don't know by whom, I don't know yet.

Do I have to ask what his name is?

This man beside me is about the same height as Jackson. His eyeballs were blue with thin hair surrounding his face. He looked younger than Jackson, probably around thirty years old. I don't know what his name is, but he's definitely helping me out today.

Now we walked together after parking the car in the apartment parking lot. The man beside me drove me home to the entrance of the building. He said he wanted to make sure I arrived safely. So yes, I fulfilled his wish because he helped me too. After all, just delivering home, there is no harm.

"Sir, thank you for helping me." I say goodbye to him when he gets into the building.

"Thank you only?" He was like a sign of his kindness.

"Em, Sir. I don't know how to repay your kindness. I'm sorry." I'm not feeling good on my own.

"I'll take you to your apartment door, will you?" tanyakanya.

"Em, no-no. Just get here. It was enough to get me to the entrance of the building." I subtly rejected it.

I saw him laughing. "Hahaha, okay. But nothing is free, Miss." It was like he was asking for a reward from me.

I swallowed. It felt just his face was handsome, but his heart was selfless not a bitch. "Em, okay. What if I buy you lunch tomorrow to repay your kindness tonight?" I'm trying to pay for his services.

I saw him looking at my apartment building. "Can. But how do we meet again?" Indirectly he was like asking for my mobile number.

"Sir, this is my card." I just gave him my card.

"Cecilia?" He called my name like he was interested.

I smile. "Then I'll see you later. Thank you, Mr." I too quickly went out from before him.

I don't know who he is or his name. All I know tonight is that he saved me from a herd of bandits who bullied me and wanted to rape me. He also helped call a tow truck so that my car could get to the nearest repair shop. And yes, I don't feel good if I just reply with empty hands. You should at least know thank you for helping me.

Whoever he is, I wish he was a good man.

I quickly set foot into the building elevator to get to my apartment. I try not to care about the man who helped me. I just act like it, nothing more. Yeah, though I have to admit if his face looks younger than Jackson's. Jackson is still number one.

Ten o'clock in the evening local time and surrounding areas...

I just took a shower and was holding my hair while standing in front of the mirror. It feels tired today because you have to experience the scene of running from bandits.

I don't know why I could experience something like that. My mind went straight to it if this was Jackson getting upset with me. But my heart rejected it. Jackson couldn't have done that after what I did for him. Who is behind today's events?

I made milk coffee to accompany my lonely night. Maybe it's time for me to get out of this apartment. I don't think Jackson will ever come here again because he kicked her out last night. He hasn't contacted me since last night either. Maybe he really was angry with me.

Really, there is no intention in my heart to expel him. However, the slap from Zea seemed to resuscitate who I was. I'm just a worker who carries out his duties, nothing more. So why now even make my acting real?

"Why is my life like this, huh?"

I sat on the couch and set the TV. I feel like Jackson's here. The smell of cigarette smoke seems to still be smelled by me. The smell of his body seemed to surround this body. But baby, her body is not beside me.

Jackson-Jackson, what should I do now?

I couldn't possibly contact her after throwing her out last night. Maybe I should just let him calm his mind. Instead of being forced to talk even that comes out said the threat. Yeah, already. I calmed myself down while sipping on this cup of milk-made coffee.

My phone rings?

Suddenly, while I was relaxing, I heard my phone ring. It was fortunate that the herd of bandits had not taken anything from me. My phone was soon found by the man who helped me. Even though today is very tiring, at least you can still be grateful for not losing anything.

Soon I'll find out where my phone is. I have deliberately ignored the call since I arrived. I just calm this tired mind by soaking in the bathtub. So don't know if there's a ringing phone calling me.

"Zee?"

I see if Zea's the one who called. I don't know what's going on, I feel lazy to pick up the phone from him. The slap from him still hurts until now. And finally, I made a call from him.

A few minutes later, Zea kept calling me. And because of the noise and curiosity, I finally picked up the phone from him. "Hello?" flat answer.

"Cecilia, do you intend to put a war drum on me?!" ask him with murderous intonation.

Instantly I felt that tonight's conversation would end badly. I inhaled a deep breath of air to answer his question.

"Sorry, Madam. I don't understand what you mean." I was acting relaxed about taking a call from him.

"Where's the evidence you wanted to give me yesterday?" ask again.

I paused for a moment, looking for a way to answer his question without causing trouble.

"Just say it, Cecilia! Don't let my patience run out!"

Zea is so excited. As if he could not remember what he did last night to me. I'm really upset with him. If I don't remember anyone behind it, I've already made calculations with him.

"Madam, Mr. Jackson has taken all the evidence yesterday" I said honestly.

"Basic fool!" He immediately cursed me. "Why don't you just keep that evidence? Why are you so stupid to do my job?!" He's getting so-so.

I don't understand why Zea is angry with me. Obviously she was the one who told me to frame her husband. But why is he like this now?

If she's jealous of my closeness to Jackson, it's her own fault. If there's any other reason, I don't know why. All this time as much as I could be the Cecilia she knew. But tonight she's gonna try to hate me.

"Mrs, I don't understand why you're like this. You slapped me and now you're fucking me. Are you jealous of my closeness to Mr Jackson?" I ventured to ask him.