The Charm of the Director

Threats

"You're too easily fooled. There is no love in a marriage. Do not use the heart. From the beginning you married that woman because you didn't want to get involved in a scandal, did you? But it turns out the story says something else" Harris said, sneering at him.

"I doubt my feelings. Do I really love Jessy?" dean asked, holding his hand.

"I'm glad you finally realized something. I think you stick to your stance by keeping that woman" Harris said.

Dean then thought. He walked out of Harris' office and sat on the roof of the building. When he has a problem, he is used to spending time on the roof while smoking. This time he did not bring a cigarette. He can buy it later.

After what happened between her and Jessy, does she doubt her feelings? So what do you feel when you spend time together? What is the feeling when he does not want to lose it? Then, if he doesn't have feelings for Jessy, how can he leave Jessy to Joan?

Did his feelings go away when he saw Jessy with another man? He shook his head. No. He loves Jessy, of course.. He was just jealous of that guy. This jealousy could slowly kill him. He doesn't want to have this kind of feeling. He gets angry at Jessy for letting other men notice her. Not only that, the man was the man he was most watching over. Ever since he got married, the man has always been around his wife.

Turned too. He had to buy cigarettes so his mind could be lost. If Jessy finds out she's back? How's attitude? If he looks nervous, he's sure something's up. But, he's not going to see Jessy right now. He will meet Jessy later when he will return to Santorini.

Jessy's body was sweating profusely. He was in his car and was going to the hospital. He wants to check himself. Just a moment ago Joan contacted her and asked her to go alone as she was still busy taking care of her models. It's sad but she's an independent woman. Unconsciously she held her stomach.

When his car was in front of a red light, he stared at the building beside him. The building is one of Harris' offices. What he's interested in, Dean's not there. Just as he was thinking that, he saw a man passing by holding both his hands in his jacket pocket. There's no way Dean's back.

The sound of the car horn surprised him. He saw the lights turn green. He runs his car slowly. He had to find a temporary parking space. He wanted to make sure that the man wasn't Dean. There's no way Dean could have come back without telling him.

After getting the parking lot, he got out of the car. He ignores the pain. He ran without knowing the direction. He lost that figure. He decided to wait in front of Harris' office. I don't know until when. He's sure Dean's going back to Harris' office. He stood in front of Harris' office holding a wall beside him. Even during the day, the clouds look cloudy again. He tightened his coat. He waits.

Dean held onto the cigarette he had just bought and returned to Harris' office. His steps stopped when he saw Jessy standing cold in front of Harris' office. How would he know if he was in the office?

Approached him.

"What are you doing here?" dean asked coldly.

Jessy frowned. "I think I should ask you. What are you doing here? When are you coming home?"

Dean turned his cigarette box in his hand. "That's not important. Go home. I still have a lot of work" he said as he walked up the stairs.

Jessy could only stare at Dean's departure with pushy eyes. What the hell happened to him? He's confused. He asked back. What the hell's been going on? Where is Dean always looking at him lovingly? Jessy unconsciously shed tears. But she wiped her tears quickly.

Jessy's step was gontai on the way to the parking lot. He doesn't know what he's going to do. The question haunts him. Why didn't Dean tell him he was back? Was this just a surprise for him? He held the steering wheel of the car with trembling hands. The sweat that had filled his sweat since then, was not felt. Suddenly he remembered the apartment. If Dean hadn't gone home to his parents, he would have gone back to the apartment. Slowly he took his car to the apartment.

...***...

Dean finished his last cigarette today. It's getting dark. Without feeling he has spent a long time. He stood up and stepped. Jessy's face still crossed her head. He looked worried and surprised when he saw it. There is no happy face. There was only nervousness and nervousness. He's disappointed. She thought Jessy would hug her when she saw that she had arrived in New York. He looked down. The city streets look a little crowded. After finishing his last suction, he threw away the cigarette butts in the trash.

He used a taxi to get to the apartment. He did not want to go back to his parents' house. He did not want to hear Joan corner him. Some people looked at him as he entered the elevator. He lowered. Phone's vibrating. He saw. Rossy called.

"What's wrong?" ask Dean quickly.

"Dean, I'm already in New York. What else do you need. I'll prepare it. Tomorrow you'll have to see a television editor who'll be airing an ad about a movie you're making." Rossy explained.

Rossy smiled. "Do you want me to book a ticket to Santorini with me?"

Dean sighed. He opened the apartment door. "You order it. We can go together." replied Dean. But he was surprised to see Jessy sitting waiting for him. "I hung up. Be careful.."

Jessy frowned. He looked at Dean with his hands on his hands. When he saw Dean finish talking on his phone, he stood up and walked up to him. He put his hands around Dean's waist and hugged him.

Dean fell silent. He did not return Jessy's hug as usual.

"I won't ask you anything. I just want to hug you like this." whispered Jessy. He closed his eyes. But unable to be dammed, tears began to wash over her cheeks. He can endure pain in his head and stomach. But, he could not help the pain in his heart. "I love you, Dean."

Dean releases Jessy's hand and walks past her coldly. He went into the kitchen to get a drink.

Jessy approached. "Are you hungry?" ask Jessy with a smile.

Dean wouldn't look at him. "I'm not hungry."

Jessy approached. "alright. If you're not hungry, have you eaten? What are you eating? Did you go with Harris?"

"No. I work with Harris. I eat alone."

Jessy remained silent. He took off his hand holding Dean's t-shirt. He walked to the couch without saying anything to Dean. He took his jacket and bag. Legs vibrate. Dean's cold attitude made him desperate. He doesn't even know what his mistake is?

He saw Dean standing on the porch. "I'm leaving. You don't seem to want me to bother you. I'm sorry." Jessy said in a trembling tone.

"I want you to promise me one thing" Dean said without looking at him.

Jessy stopped her steps. "I'll promise as long as it's good for us."

"Don't meet any man but me" said Dean sharply.

Jessy surprised. He turned his body. "What do you mean?"

Dean turned around and walked over to Jessy. He held both his shoulders and pulled them until they looked very close.

"I'm the only guy who should be next to you. Not another man." said Dean sharply.

Jessy surprised. But he thought about what happened last night. He met Jose by chance. He raised both his hands and held Dean's hand tightly. "Listen to me, Dean. I will never hurt your heart. You have to trust me. I have no relationship with any man. "

Dean hugged her. "You have to promise me."

Jessy nodded. "I promise. You have to trust me."

Dean's quiet. He slightly loosened his embrace. Can you be trusted? Because all women are the same, he said in his heart.