Forced to Marry Young Master

58. The Struggle of Helena (Part 2)

The door was closed, the three secretarial staff had already left the room and returned to work on their respective tasks.

Han was already standing behind Saga, silent like a living version of a mannequin on display in a clothing store. The look in her eyes had not softened, rather than looking at Helena she was looking for something else to look at. Even though his eyes were on the girl. But his mind was different from nowhere.

“Why come here?” Saga spoke after being quietly created for a while. Among them besides the distance of separation, it seemed to have lay an alienation that was difficult to treat with anything.

“Saga, give me a chance to talk.” Helena glanced at the secretary standing behind Saga. I hope the man understands and leaves him both. But the man didn't budge.

“Why? You are disturbed by his existence. I didn't even hear him inhale, so just assume he's not here.” Saga talk.

How could I consider it non-existent, with such a glare of the eyes, it could already split my body into fragments.

“Saga. Do you hate me so much?” Helena knew how she had to manage her intonation well, the words coming out of her mouth sounded like despair.

“No,” answers briefly. Saga leaned her head against the sofa.

To this day I cannot really hate you, although slowly your name begins to fade in my heart, but I still cannot hate you. But, the feeling I want to let you go is not something to be made up of. I no longer want you.

That's how Saga feels today. At first he just wants to avenge Helena and play around with Daniah, but it seems like he's been caught up with his own game.

“Then why to this day you are still so angry with me. I'm back to you now, I still love you so much. Forgive my old stupidity, I'm so immature, you're right I should have begged you two years ago. But because of my stupidity I left without your permission. Now I go home and beg you, forgive me and come back to me.” Helena started to sob, crystal shards began to seep on her cheeks. He intentionally did not.

“Ele, is that confident of you?”

Gluey! Helena gulps. His nose squealed. But as fast as lightning he tried to control himself. Suppose there wasn't a fucking secretary he would've been kneeling at Saga's feet by now. Crying and begging, but the man's whereabouts destroyed all the plans he had laid out. He still did not want to be seen kneeling by the powerful secretary. He's changing his strategy now.

“I trust you, that you will not change.” Back to saying touching sentences. "That's why I want to go."

“I've changed.” That simple sentence shattered Helena's confidence. But he immediately gathered hope in his chest. To fight without shame.

“Saga, do you know, for two years I've been waiting for you. Waiting for you to find me and pick me up. I was guilty of leaving without permission, but did you know I was forced and tortured to do so. Every night I'm lonely waiting for you to come. You can come whenever you want to pick me up. Why didn't you come.”

Hmh!

Helena looked up at Secretary Han who had just sighed. He looked at the eyes that wanted to stab him again.

Now you're trying to corner Mr. Saga into feeling guilty huh, that this whole thing is his fault. Because it does not follow your departure. So devious.

That's about Han's view.

“Saga.” The girl's hand touched Saga's. “Give me another chance, let's try everything from scratch again.”

“I'm married.”

“Stop using excuses about your marriage Saga. I know you don't love her, I know you chose her to be your wife just to make me angry and jealous. Divorce her, and come back to me.”

“Hahaha.”

Helena was stunned to hear Saga's laughter. His words stopped which were spontaneously thrown.

Fuck Daniah, this is the last weapon I can do. I'm gonna reclaim Saga's love.

Helena smashed her lips, the reunion of those lips after two years. He wrapped his arms around Saga's shoulders. This was the only hope he could think of, reminding Saga of the old memories. Saga's mouth opened slightly, then as fast as Helena's lightning entered her tongue. They're kissing. He could feel Saga returning his kiss.

It should be this easy, why don't I think about it.

The long kiss came to a halt, Helena let go of her hand, regulating her stinged breath. His face was red in blush, a happy feeling that suddenly ran out on his chest.

“Are you satisfied now?” Saga gets up from sitting. Receiving the handkerchief Han offered. The man rubbed his lips in front of Helene, making the girl instantly pajam-faced. “Think it's our farewell kiss.” Saga threw the handkerchief she had been wearing and cleaned her lips on Helena's lap, the girl trembled touching it.

“Why are you evil once.” The only weapon he could use. Tears.

“Events. Wh who? Me? Not that you kissed me first, I just served you.”

“Saga!” started screaming and crying. “What should I do so that you will receive me again.”

“Didn't I tell you to beg properly, but you're acting like I'm crazy about you." Saga shouted, while dropping down on the sofa again. "Han.”

“Good Young Master.”

Han walked over to Helena, he wanted to pull the girl's arm but her hand was pushed aside.

“Do not touch me!” Angrier.

“Good Miss, please come out now.” Han pointed at the exit.

Helena got up from her seat, she was still standing staring, wanting to shout once more. But Saga leaned his head and closed his eyes. The man did not want to hear him speak again, even if it was just a word.

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Plaque!

Helena's hand was hot, she slapped him even in pain. While Secretary Han was fingering her cheeks. The staff secretary was already standing pale, they lowered their heads inside.

“What do you do, what poison do you put in Saga's mind every day.” Han did not flinch. “Did you choose a wife for him? I should have kicked you a long time ago! I never liked you”

“Haha.” Han laughed, his terrifying cynical smile appearing. “Rather than bothering me shouldn't you worry about yourself. Your career ahead.” Han touched Helena's right hand which she used to slap him earlier. The girl revolted, but did not manage to release Han's powerful grip. Han placed that hand on his cheek that was slapped earlier.

"You have to keep this hand right, doesn't your career and life depend on this hand. Do not use it for dangerous things.” Han's evil grin appears as he releases Helena's hand.  Helena shook her hand until she moved away. His nose squealed. He trembled, squeezing his fingers.

"I hope you understand my words just now, if you want to see Mr. Saga, make an appointment with them first."

Han left Helena.as she turned around to step, she heard the girl sitting on the floor. He did not flinch and went into the president's room.

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