Your Cold CEO belongs to me

I'm Back off

Earlier I apologized yes, because for days had not been able to continue 🙏

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Stella put citrus fruits into her mouth one by one with a lazy style. He actually did not really want to enjoy the fruit this afternoon, but seeing Jamilah who took part in the room made his heart inflamed.

"You don't work?" stella asked with a quick glance, then glued to the orange in her hand again.

"So again work, continue to be picked up Mr. Jo," said Jamilah.

"You're lucky, Jonathan cares about you." Stella smiled bitterly.

"Mba Stella is much luckier, parents are still complete and very dear, friends who always accompany, no need to think about what tomorrow should eat." Jamilah laughs sweetly. Somehow Stella was not comfortable with the word friend that came out of the lips of Jonathan's lover. As confirms his position as who he is on Jonathan's side.

"I'm lucky? if there's a chance to trade my life for yours, I might just take it."

"Don't say that, Mba. God has given each person a portion. I have to work hard every day, always try to be grateful."

"I'm not sure if you were in my position I would say the same. How long can you endure living in a weak body dependent on medicine, how can you stand facing the many men who approach you but only want your parents' treasure? how much can you bear to see the man you love so deeply, being on the other woman's side?" Stella said very emotionally. His last words he put emphasis with eyes glistening.

"Mba Stella likes Mr Jo?"

"I'm sure you're not blind to see the magnitude of my love for Jonathan" Stella said. His eyes stared intently at Jamilah.

"Tell me directly, I have no right to obstruct Mba Stella" Jamilah said slowly.

"Had you not been present in our midst, Jonathan would have made his choice to me. Why should you be among us, Milah? Can't you give me happiness? You're healthy, beautiful, young there must be a lot of men chasing you."

Jamilah repeatedly glanced at the door of the room, hoping Jonathan would come in and stop Stella's nonsense.

"I knew him first, I loved him first. Did you know Jonathan's favorite food?" Jamilah fell silent and then shook his head. Stella chuckles cynically, "Jonathan doesn't like fruitful food, he prefers it if the rice is dry, you know what Jonathan does when he's saturated and there's trouble? as she faced the pressure of parents comparing her to her brother, she came to me and slept on my lap. I stroked her head until she fell asleep, that's how close you were to her, Milah?"

Jamilah's chest became increasingly crowded with jealousy and sadness. It turns out that much she doesn't know about her lover, then what it means to be by Jonathan's side if there's another woman he needs. It is not impossible if later he lives together with Jonathan, and the man feels tired with life he will look for another shoulder to lean on.

"What does Mba Stella want from me?" It felt heavy that the sentence was thrown from Jamilah's lips, but even heavier was the burden of his mind thinking about all the possibilities that had crossed his head.

"I want Jonathan" said Stella. Let's breathe as much air as possible, between the tightness and funny he feels. Stella's request sounded funny to him, initially just borrowing now asking for the rights completely.

"Let Jonathan choose" said Jamilah bravely. Long Stella looked at him then smiled faintly.

"Alright, but keep your promise."

As arranged, Jonathan walked into the room after all the tense talk was over.

"Sorry for a long time, your father discussed the project in the downstream land," said Jonathan sumringah. He seemed happy to see two women who became the source of his dizziness today seem to get along in one room.

"Jo, Jamilah seemed tired earlier he said he wanted to go home, didn't he, Milah?" Jamilah was surprised by Stella's statement without asking first.

"D-yes." Jamilah nodded doubtfully.

"Oh, we're home."

"Ehhh." Jonathan had not yet gotten up from the chair, Stella grimaced as she held onto his chest.

"Why, La?" Jonathan stood up from his seat but not to go home with Jamilah, but approached his best friend who was seen withstanding the pain in his chest.

"It's nothing, it's a little painful."

"I'll call your mama."

"Don't, I don't want them to worry, Jo." Jonathan, who was about to leave the room, was arrested by Stella. He clasped his best friend's wrist.

"If you are in pain like this, no one sees danger, La." Anyone who hears, knows Jonathan looks worried.

"You're here first, please," Stella stared with begging eyes.

"But ...." Jonathan hung up his sentence he stared furiously at Jamilah. Jamilah's heart beat waiting for Jonathan's reaction.

"Ju ...." Stella groaned more and more. The grip on Jonathan's wrist was getting tighter. Jonathan, who feels Stella needs strength, links his fingers in Stella's hands. Let's look at the palms of both hands that hold each other tightly.

"May ...." Jonathan looked at Jamilah for consideration.

"I knew. I can go home by myself." Let's force a smile on his face. He knows he has lost. Stella looked at him as if to say, 'what did I say'. But of course only he and Stella know the meaning of the gaze.

"Not like that, I mean ...." Jonathan seemed confused to explain his point.

"Pak Rebo is downstairs, Jo," Stella said, "My driver can take you, Milah. I'm sorry" said Stella.

"OKAY. Thank ye. I'll go home first. Hope you recover soon." It was hard for Jamilah to take out word for word from her lips. He tried not to look disappointed and sad on his face.

"I'll take Jamilah downstairs first." Slowly Jonathan released his finger link.

"Jooo." But apparently Stella did not want to give the slightest gap to Jonathan approaching Jamilah. He pressed his fingers into Jonathan's palm.

"Don't worry, I can do it myself." Give your best smile to your lover. The last possible mention he addressed to Jonathan.

"I-I called Mr. Rebo to take you home" Jonathan stammered. He's at a crossroads. Unexpectedly bringing Jamilah to find Stella is also not an easy matter, even it seems to cause new problems.

Immediately walk out of the room before her tears fall. Arriving in the yard, he politely declined the offer of Stella's family driver to drive her.

But he walked up to Jonathan's car parked there, then took off the ring embedded in his finger and put the one-eyed ring on the hood of the car right facing the side of the driver's seat. Whatever happens after this, let it happen.

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