The Beloved Lady of Mr. Dama

Chapter 35

Dama narrowed her deep eyes as she looked towards Jasmine who was gracefully stepping closer.

Then, Jasmine leaned into Dama's embrace with her soft body, stroked Dama's chest with her fingers, and slowly descended.

Dama grabs Jasmine's wrist to stop her movement.

"You were still sound asleep when I carried you upstairs, and you woke up so fast?" asked Dama by narrowing her eyes.

Her expression froze, Jasmine bit her lips and muttered, "I woke up suddenly when I heard that voice earlier."

"You're not pretending to sleep, are you?" asked Dama with a sharp and merciless look

There was no way Jasmine could hear a sound, because she did not turn on anything that made a sound. If the problem is he contacted someone, it is very slow voice.

Jasmine opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but Dama pushed her hand, got up, and put the glass in her hand.

 "It's late. Have a good rest." As Dama spoke, he quickly took a step forward to leave Jasmine who was always pinta in theatrics.

Jasmine ran over and hugged Dama's waist from behind.

 "I love you! I loved you for years. Do you not feel anything against me? I can't believe you don't like it?" ask Jasmine.

Dama frowned. He did not turn around, his position is still the same.

"First, I can wait for you. I know you have a woman in your heart, and I know I'm no match, but I'm …."

"Who told you about that name?" Dama. He with his cold voice while taking off Jasmine's hand, as well as his quick movements made him turn his body. He glared at Jasmine with sharp black eyes like a drawn sword.

His question and gaze made Jasmine's hair goosebumps. "I-I heard it from someone. I didn't mean to bring up your past. Don't upset. Dama, please don't be angry."

Jasmine continued to explain, hoping that she would not be angry at him.

Dama looked at him with cold eyes, it gave his spine goosebumps. As Jasmine shuddered in fear, Dama looked away and turned to leave

Looking at his back as he left, Jasmine's legs felt like they were limp and he sat on the floor with sadness in his eyes.

Dama only had one place in his heart, and that place was occupied by Rania who could not be replaced by anyone. Even though he had been with her for so many years, he could not make her fall in love with him. Dama can give her everything but not her love.

Under an apartment building. Dama sat in the rear passenger seat, Dama reflected cigarette smoke with a grim face.

 Anthony hesitated for a moment and then said, "Master, are we going back now?"

Damia did not answer.

Anthony can only wait. After a while, Dama glanced out the window, threw away the cigarette butts in his hands, and said, "Call Tria and ask where they are gathered, then we'll go there." 

"Okay, Taun."

Anthony agreed and immediately followed his orders. He pulled out a phone and called Tria, whom he answered quickly, and immediately got her address.

After putting down the phone. Anthony reported, "Their master is at Golden Glory."

Leaning back in the chair, Dama closed his eyes, his junkyard twitched, and he said, "Go there now!"

"Okay" answered Anthony briefly.

Anthony immediately started the car. About twenty minutes later, the car driven by Anthony stopped in front of the golden glory. However, Dama did not move to get out of the car.

Anthony reminded him, "Mr Dama, we've arrived here."

"okay." Mom in the back seat answered.

Dama out of the car. 

"Is Mr Dama here to meet Tria?" ask Anthony.

"Alya is here" replied Dama.

"Oh so!" Anthony realized.

Anthony thought that it would be embarrassing for Dama to get out of the car and pick up Alya directly, so he suggested, "Do I need to ask Madam to get out?"