
When the show wasn't completely over, Dean took Jessy out. But Dean wanted to quickly bring the girl beside ya out. They walked to the car park holding hands. At the exit, Jessy had to ask herself to go to the toilet first. A couple of pairs of eyes kept looking at Jessy's beauty. Dean noticed it and he was a little distracted. As for Jessy, it seemed that the girl did not care. Dean looks at Jessy who looks like she's looking for something.
"You why?"
"I have to go to the toilet for a second. You know where?" ask Jessy. He let go of Dean's hand and seemed to be holding something back.
Dean laughed lightly. All the attitude of the girl he had only known one day made him feel funny. He pulls Jessy's shoulder and is noisy.
" You know if this attitude of yours makes me want to say......."
Jessy brought her ear closer to Dean's mouth because it wasn't too audible.
"The toilet's at the end of the hall." whispered Dean.
Jessy pushed Dean's body. "Don't joke when it's as critical as it is today. I can't help it anymore." Jessy protested as she ran towards the place Dean had just shown her.
Dean laughed silly. What a plain girl. He walked over to meet his manager who was waiting in the lobby.
When I entered the bathroom, no one was there. He was relieved to release his high heels that had been bothering him since. He lies to Dean by saying he can't stand it. Yeah, he can't stand his high heels. But now he feels relieved. He walked in the toilet barefoot. It was like being free from the torment of his job.
Suddenly Jessy realized there was someone behind her. When he was about to wear his high heels, his hair was grabbed and his high heels trampled to pieces. At first, he did not know who did it. But when he opened his eyes, he knew that she was Cindy. That woman was the one the reporters had been talking about since. He doesn't know what happened between Dean and Cindy. Ever since the event took place, only the woman had been staring at him cynically.
"You, whore! You have taken my beloved! Feel this!!" She screamed while pushing Jessy's head against the padlock.
“Ah” umpat Jessy while holding her head. Jessy felt dizzy and she couldn't fight back because the woman's emotions had made her strong.
"I don't understand!" Jessy replied confusedly without letting go of her hands on her head.
"I will never forgive you!!" The woman's slap was so hard that Jessy's lips were bleeding.
Jessy was getting upset. She pushed Cindy's body out of the toilet and closed the door. "Don't blame me! Dean wants me!" yelled Jessy while challenging. He's pissed. He had to get unpleasant treatment to earn a hundred thousand dollars.
Dean looked at his watch. It's been almost half an hour and Jessy hasn't come to him yet. The atmosphere of the event still looks crowded. The celebrities are still there. They seemed to be talking and enjoying the meal. Dean tries to find Jessy's whereabouts. He became worried. While sneaking around he entered the woman's toilet and found Jessy squatting to fix her high heels.
"Jessy... What are you doing?" Whisper Dean.
Without looking at him, he replied "High heels are broken. I can't walk if I don't wear high heels. You'll be ashamed because I can't finish my job well" he said in stammering.
Dean was astonished when he saw Jessy's hair falling apart. He stroked her hair. "What's going on?"
Jessy just shook her head.
"Look at me, Jessy.."
He still shakes his head.
Jessy took Dean's hand off her chin. "That's it. I'm fine. Poor girls like me are used to getting this kind of treatment" he said, standing up.
"Cindy did it, didn't she?"
Jessy remained silent. He lowered.
Dean got up and picked up Jessy easily. "Forget those high heels. Let's go home."
When Dean picks him up, he has to get through some celebrities but Dean doesn't care. Several reporters outside approached him and began to ask him questions. "Why did you guys go straight home?did something happen?"
"Congratulations Dean on your victory. Say a few words to your fans."
Dean shook his head. "I'm sorry. I gotta go. Thanks for your support." He immediately got into the car leaving the target of the media crew waiting for him.
Along the way, Jessy always touches her head. He felt dizzy and slightly nauseous from the impact earlier. He looked out without looking at the man who had caused his life to be like this.
"I'll take you home." Said Dean suddenly
"no need. I can go home by myself." replied Jessy angrily.
"Please Jess. I'm sorry this happened."
Jessy was silent at Dean's apology.
Dean pulled out his phone and angrily called someone. "I'm asking Cindy's payment to be made as soon as possible. Oh yeah, I also want to sue Cindy for assaulting my future wife and defamation for spreading the video. Can you do it?"
Dean looked at Jessy who was still silent. Added too. "I want the news to be there tomorrow morning."
When the car was about to reach Dean's apartment, Dean saw Jessy asleep. " I won't let you go home like this."
"Let me pick it up, Dean" said Dean's driver as they reached his apartment. The limousine he was wearing when he left for the award show has been replaced quickly.
"No. Just let me."soo Dean quickly. With the help of his driver, Dean can get Jessy out of the car without waking her up. Dean took her to the apartment.
While in the apartment, Jessy is laid on Dean's bed. The phone sounds. He walked out and closed his room.
"What's wrong?"
"It's been reported as per your orders, Cindy will be questioned by the police the next morning" said Harris, Dean's manager, still baffled by Dean's actions.
Dean smiles. "alright. Thank you for your help. I'll send you the money soon."
When the phone closed, Dean tried to make a cold drink. For a long time, no woman came to her apartment. None but his older sister was in the line. He walked to the front of the door and opened the window. The sound of the door opening. Dean tilted his torso and saw Jessy walking out with a staggered body. Dean looked at him in the dark.