The Charm of the Director

Before the dark

The drive home to New York got Dean so excited. After two weeks he felt safe, he returned home. No rumors surfaced after that night. There was no question from Jessy about that night. He thought it was appropriate to go home and surprise Jessy. Filming took a week off before they moved to Santorini. Luckily, all the teams worked well together.

He looked out the plane window. The plane he was riding on would land. No one knows about his return except Harris. I haven't seen Joan in a long time. He wants to meet and just exchange ideas about the state of Jessy after marrying her. There is so much he wants to say.

The sound of the plane wheels has been lowered. Dean looked out the window. The weather is very cloudy and already looks drizzling. It is likely that some time in the future it will rain. He must hurry. When the plane had stopped, several flight attendants had prepared. Passengers are also preparing to disembark. Dean stands. He didn't bring much clothing because he would only be in New York for five days. At least after his longing was conveyed.

He walked past several airport officers. He even hit him because he was in a hurry. He heard some criticism. He doesn't care. He ran to the airport exit. Without waiting for long, he found a taxi that had just delivered passengers.

Had he followed Joan's words to take her father's driver to a nearby coffeeshop, he would not have been as confused as he is now. The rain started to grow. He did not carry an umbrella or a cell phone. Based on his experience alone, if he was determined to penetrate the rain, he would get the flu. He stood in front of the coffeeshop while waiting for a taxi to pass him. It's nice not to be surrounded by paparazzi tonight. Is it because of the rain or is there no news about them? I don't know. But he enjoyed this freedom.

As he stood in front of the coffeeshop, several cars passed by. Average personal car. It's purely his fault. I don't know why he wanted to drink coffee at a coffee shop near his house. He rarely drank coffee, but since noon he was determined to satisfy his desire to buy coffee in this store. Several times he felt he always wanted something to eat that he was difficult to get. He also sometimes thinks, he is not a person who always wants something quickly.

"Hello, Jessy.." call someone.

Jessy looked beside him. Unexpectedly, he saw Jose holding an umbrella. Why is it that every time he gets in trouble, that guy is around?

"What are you doing here?" Jessy asked confusedly.

"I'm passing by. You having trouble coming home?"ask the man.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Let me drive you. You can't be quiet as long as this rain goes on, right? My apartment is in front of you anyway."

Jessy doubtful. He looked around him. He saw an apartment that only had ten floors in front of him.

"If you're afraid of any paparazzi watching, don't be afraid. There were no paparazzi when the rain started to grow as it is now. Come on, don't be afraid. I'm not gonna do anything to you. Or, you want me to stay here until the rain subsides?" Ask Jose

Jessy thought for a moment. "I'll stay here until the rain subsides."

Jose looked inside. Slender. "I'll accompany you here. Of course until the rain subsides" he said.

Jessy went back inside and sat in front of the window. This man is no longer a paparazzi. So he's not afraid. He was also a relative of Isabella. There's no way he could have messed with her.

"What did you do after resigning to paparazzi?" jessy asked when the man finished ordering coffee for her.

"I learned from Jonas by being a freelance photographer of a tabloid."

Jessy kept both her hands on the table. "I miss them. They're very nice. When I came to their farewell party, they treated me like their son. Don't they have children?" tanyanya.

Jose nodded. "They lost their baby while on vacation in a country. I forgot which country they meant."

"Lost babies?" jessy was surprised

Jessy remained silent. He began to daydream. His mind started to drift.

"Hey... What are you thinking? If you miss them, just call them."

Jessy nodded. He pulled out his phone and looked at their last photos while at the party.

"Can we be friends?" ask Jose suddenly

Jessy lifted her face. "Friends?"

"Yes, friends. You should have a friend, Jessy. You can't do everything yourself. If your husband is not around and the people beside you are not around, you need someone to accompany you. I'm ready for that."

"Why do you want to be friends with me?"

Yeah, why would he want to be friends with Jessy? It's out of his will. He loves the woman in front of him. He wanted to take it from the director. But seeing his innocence, he felt pity. He looks lonely. Is seeing her happy enough for her?

"I love Dean. And so did Dean. I don't want to make him mad by being friends with you" Jessy said.

"If Dean leaves you, will you open your heart to another man?"

Jessy was silent for a moment. Then he shook his head. "In my life, I've only loved someone once. And married only once."

Jose's surprised.

...***...

The taxi that took Dean home went through the wet road. Lightning and the sound of rain complement each other. This rarely happens in New York. He looked out the window. There were only a few pedestrians walking while using umbrellas. When he passed by several cafes not far from his home, his eyes were glued.

"Please stop the car first." exclaimed Dean.

Car stopped. He also opened the window to ascertain who was the person in the coffeeshop. It was Jessy, but who she was talking to. It seemed that he was not clearly seeing the man in front of him.

"I borrowed your umbrella for a second" Dean told the taxi driver. I went out and crossed over to take a closer look.

For a moment Dean hesitated and couldn't believe what he saw tonight. He and Jessy are only a few meters away, but his presence is not felt by Jessy. He saw the man talking to his wife. They laugh at each other. Occasionally Jessy is seen covering her face in embarrassment.

Dean clenched his fingers tightly. Why would he go home if treated to a view like this? Is this what Jessy did when she wasn't around? Over and over again he explains his relationship with Rossy, but in fact his wife is secretly doing the same thing. Why does he give an explanation. He was disappointed and turned around. He walked back to the taxi.

"Replace the car again" said Dean coldly.