The Jerk Ceo's

Memorandum

...Happy Reading's...

Villa Mutiara, room on the second floor.

“Clarice Xu, Clarice Xu”

Alex Ong suddenly woke up and sat down. In a dark room. Her hair was soaked full of sweat. He had long nightmares and called Clarice Xu's name until he woke up.

“Director Alex, you finally woke up!”James Huang from the outside living room heard a voice then pushed the entrance into the room after it turned on the lights, with a worried face seeing Alex Ong.

Alex Ong was in confusion sitting up straight. With red and slightly swollen eyes said :“Clarice Xu, Clarice Xu!”

James Huang was silent. From the cupboard behind him he picked up a red sandalwood box carrying it and placed it in the hands of Alex Zhong : “At that time you had already fallen unconscious on the floor. By itself driving a car chasing CEO Chen, I also don't know why. CEO Chen is also willing to bring Mrs.”As James Huang spoke up to here, he saw the limp eyes and face of Alex Zhong who was deathly pale in pain suffering, unable to bear the sight of it all he continued saying: “This is a box for the ashes of the Madam's bones, I leave it to you!”

The hand of Alex Zhong holding the box trembled slightly. Little by little and unbearable from the bottom of his heart the deepest sense of loss was bubbling out.

From beginning to end. He still did not want to believe that Clarice Xu was dead, Clarice Xu had already died like this.

Alex Zhong hugged the red sandalwood box with tight hands. His eyes pointed at the black-and-white photo that was on top of the box, while he was also reluctant to move it.

He confronted James Huang and gave a sign. And also in a tired and low voice said: “Alright, you go home. I want to be alone for a while.”

James Huang with a worried face, slowly closed the door and left it.

The world at a time like this quickly turned silent. All around him was the sound of rain.

Alex Zhong's view from beginning to end still falls on the photo on the red sandalwood box.

After being married for three years, Clarice Xu's delicate face was beautiful and clean, looking to have some sense of agony and tears, having been beaten to a bruise, looking to have some pain, he had cuts and bruises all over his body.

His body slowly became thin, day after day becoming weak, even until now it had turned into an ash.

Alex Zhong tightly hugged the box in his arms, his tears bit by bit, unbearably flowing out, falling over the black and white photo of the deceased.

The last time I saw Clarice Xu was in the hospital.

Suddenly, within his brain came the moment that the deathly pale face of Clarice Xu gave up and was in despair, next to his ears was a heartbreaking sound from his heart.

Clarice Xu's mouth was bleeding, in her eyes were filled with tears, in her eyes that exceeded the limit she said from today on breaking up, she said dying meant that she would never see me again, he also said in this life will never meet again!

Like this alone, Alex Zhong would also never meet him again, just like this, Alex Zhong would absolutely never be able to meet him again.

In her heart were hundreds of pains, thousands of pains, and regrets that she had not told her, and now, even Clarice Xu could no longer hear them.

He didn't give her another chance to make amends, nor did he give her a chance to know what was wrong, he just like this brought her pain and despair and just left.

Her tears flowed out, in her daily life the calm and level-headed director of Ong’s Corp, at a time like this bestowing all of the disguised strong steel, showing her soft and weak heart. Turned into feelings that can not be controlled by yourself, men who can not control.

He had previously already felt this pain, feeling this regret to death, even helpless, there was no energy to reverse this desperate ill situation!

His heart that was like being hit by a car gave off pain, with short breaths, his stomach and chest held back the pain little by little, with shortness of breath, Alex Zhong on the first day of the Lunar calendar gradually slammed into his own stomach and chest, feeling himself as if he had gone into hell, four pitch-black walls, there is no light, he just like that standing in the deepest hole that is pitch-black, how to walk, can not get out too, can not get out anymore.