Shinta Jonathan's

Jealous

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No no no sound of the pounding of shoes against the treadmill that breaks the silence of the night. Joe hasn't stopped his activities this late.

Daren who had been pacing next to him was worried about the state of his boss.

"Go home! I told you to come home from earlier." said Joe sarcasm. His eyes did not turn from the front. Looking at the empty handrails. I don't want to look at Daren at all. He was still running on the treadmill. Sweat was pouring down on his body. His breath was almost gone. But he did not want to stop his activities.

"Master, stop. It's late" said Daren approaching Joe. Want to turn off the device to stop. Daren was worried. His master was too over-forsered his activities this time. It was here this afternoon. Without greeting customers or members who come. His face was flat and did not express anything. Joe is angry. That's what Daren feels. That cruel aura and piercing gaze made this room quite gripping. It's not like a torture chamber.

"Don't advise me. Go!" Joe yells. It was like Daren was very disturbing.

"Master, don't do this." Daren's desperate. He had persuaded Joe to stop several times. But Joe was still running on the treadmill. Reports of his men after his return from out of town became the cause of Joe's anger this time around.

Only a few days his relationship with the young lady returned well, now this is again.

Joe turned off the treadmill. Glanced sharply at Daren beside him.

"Have you? Go!" Joe looked at Daren. He got off the treadmill and walked to sit down.

Joe wiped the sweat. Sitting congdong forward resting elbows on his knees.

"Let me drive home, sir." Daren followed Joe's steps. Bend slightly for his voice to sound.

"I'm going to sleep here. Go home." Joe is weak. He had no energy anymore.

"What should I say to your lady?"

"Tell him I have a lot of business to do."

"Good sir. You're going to quit the sport, right? Rest, sir. I'll prepare dinner for you."

"I'm not hungry. I said go home!" Joe snaps loudly. It's lost patience.

"Master hasn't eaten since last afternoon. How are you not hungry?"

"Why are you so noisy? I'll eat later, ok? Go away!"

Daren doesn't want to say anything more. Joe was so upset. He came out of Joe's room. Closing the door slowly so Joe wouldn't be distracted.

Huhhhhh... Daren sighed. He reached into his pocket. Open a contact person to call someone.

"Sorry Mr. Justin. I'm interfering. But it's important. Mr. Joe needs you. Calm him."

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Joe's still sitting there on that couch. He laughed wryly. Imagine his childish attitude. Now he doesn't want to see Shinta's face.

Joe knew how much he loved his wife. But he felt selfish this time. There was a lot of worry he felt. Joe thought, only he loves. Shinta doesn't love him like she loves him. Joe's sad. She thought, Shinta could already forget about Rendra. All this time, Joe thought Shinta had loved him wholeheartedly.

Maybe I was too pushy and gave her a burden with the child she's carrying now. I'm stupid! I want it so badly. I love you Shinta. Loves you so much.

Hmh! Why am I melancholy like this? Joe laughed wryly. She looked at her already uncontrollable self.

Joe took the best bottle of wine he got from one of his business associates. He sipped the wine straight from the bottle.

"Why do you want to drink that yourself ha? Are you going to die?" Justin approaching. Sit next to Joe.

"Why are you here? I didn't invite you!"

"If I die what about you? Want to die?" Joe laughed strangely.

"Haha... It won't. I won't waste my life that easily."

"Curtain! Do you have a purpose?"

"Destination? I have a purpose."

"Go away. I just want to be alone now."

"You should be with a friend when you're sad like this."

"I'm not sad. Don't get me wrong!"

"I know you Joe. Remember that? We grew up together."

"Whisper! Go there!"

"Your wife is pregnant. But you're even here. Any problem with him?"

"Go!"

"Joe, don't torture yourself like this. Justsaytheword. Shouldn't that man cry?"

"I'm not that cool. Go!"

"Basically stubborn. Stop drinking!"

"Justin, you won't understand my problem. No need to worry about me."

"I'm just afraid you're killing yourself."

"Damn it! It's impossible."

"Later your son can't see his father's face. Hahaha..."

"Damn you! Go away."

"Are you sure you're telling me to leave? There's still plenty of drinks. I'm sure you won't spend it all, young master Smith."

"Well..." Joe laughs. More precisely, laughing at himself.

Fucked up his mind so he could change his mind not to drink any more wine. But this time he really wanted to drink so that his jealousy slightly disappeared in his mind.

Even his men said their conversation was only limited to an apology that Rendra could not accept. Joe doesn't have to overdo it like that.

It's just that their meeting was what made him emotional. Why should you be quiet? Wouldn't you rather ask my permission?

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