"Mr. Mendez, the company—Um... Sir?"
Jerrald snapped out of his reverie as the secretary roused him. He glanced around.
Ah... he was in his office. Even standing right in front of his desk. Jerrald hadn't realized he'd been daydreaming since he left the meeting room.
"What is it, Eloy?"
"Is there something on your mind?" asked Eloy worriedly. The boss seemed to lack focus. Not just this time, but since the meeting room.
Several times Eloy had to snap Jerrald out of his reverie. That, of course, made Eloy anxious. Could it be that the boss was not feeling well?
This was the first time Jerrald was not focused at work.
"What do you mean, Miss Cia?" asked Jerrald again."That... T-that..." Feli fell silent again. This time biting her lip in worry.Jerrald squinted suspiciously when Feli did not clearly answer his question."You're really suspicious, Miss Cia. Who exactly are you?" asked Jerrald in the end.Feli's body suddenly went cold. Jerrald gave her a look that was nothing short of piercing. Like a freshly sharpened knife, ready to cut her at any moment."W-Why are you talking like that? Of course, I-I am Jolicia Floy, sir.""Jolicia Floy... Of course, I know you're Jolicia Floy." Jerrald crossed his arms. His eyes were still at home radiating sharpness."Then why are you a-asking?""Because you're the strangest maid I've ever had. You can't do your job well, you're troublesome, and you're not independent. Are you a professional? Is it true that the agency that houses you actually knows your performance, Miss?" asked Jerrald in succession. Making Feli even more cornered."Sir—""Then what did yo
"Oh my God, Miss Cia!"Feli let out a tired sigh. This was the umpteenth time her employer had let out a screech like this. Like he was ready to skin her.What else was wrong now?"Is this how you wash potatoes?! Give it to me!"Feli stepped away from the sink as Jerrald roughly grabbed the potato she was holding. The girl gave her employer an annoyed look from the side. Feli noticed the way Jerrald washed some of the potatoes."I think I washed them the same way you did, sir.""How can it be the same?! You just wet them without cleaning them!""I already—""No need to talk so much! Better put the rest of the vegetables in the fridge before they all go bad!" Jerrald ordered, but the man's gaze didn't move from the few potatoes he was cleaning.Feli was silent. But her eyes were fixed on Jerrald. If only she hadn't remembered the private jet her daddy promised would be hers in a few weeks, Feli would have hit Jerrald over the head with whatever was in the kitchen. It looks like a nearb
"Did you order food for her?" asked Jerrald as he checked, then signed some papers Eloy had just given him."As you command, sir," Eloy replied.Jerrald fell silent. His hand gripped the pen he was using tightly. His mind wandered back to this morning's events in his apartment. He had left the maid behind after yelling at her."You can teach me to make coffee for you, sir. So you don't have to bother making coffee yourself.""Sir, don't you want to have breakfast?""Sir, would you like to leave now?""Do what you can do, Miss Cia! Don't bother me and talk to me!" snapped Jerrald before opening the main door to his apartment, then walking away from the maid who was startled by his outburst. The maid's eyes looked hurt, but Jerrald tried not to care and closed the door tightly.Jerrald closed his eyes as he recalled how he had snapped at his fussy maid. He shouldn't have vented his frustration on the maid.But every time he remembered that his heart started to feel something strange for
"S-Sir...""DON'T TOUCH ME!" shouted Jerrald like a petulant child. He shied away as Feli touched his arm."I... I-I just want to help you clean your eyes, sir. Come with me." Feli put her hand on Jerrald's burly arm again, then pulled the man's arm towards the shower not far ahead of them.Feli felt so guilty when she saw her employer in such pain. It must have been very painful. Just getting soapy water in the eyes stings, what about shampoo that doesn't mix with water at all? Ugh... it must hurt the eyes.
Feli's eyes widened in disbelief when she saw the luxurious wall that read MENDEZ AERO CORP as she exited the elevator she was riding with her employer. She had to rub her eyes several times because she felt familiar with the name of this company.That name wasn't it...This building she was standing in was the company that made the jet airplane she wanted to buy if her mission was successful. And this... this belonged to the employer? Is this a coincidence?What kind of joke is this?!But it seems that this is not a joke. This was reality. How could she not be suspicious of the employer's surname being the same as this company's name?"Miss Cia."Feli turned her gaze towards the source of the voice, where the employer was standing not far from her. The man had an annoyed look on his face. Right behind the employer, stood the man's secretary who had picked them up at the apartment."I brought you to my office to be my assistant, not to gawk like a hick who's never been inside a buildi
"Jerrald."Jerrald stopped walking when someone called his name from behind. When he turned around, his body suddenly stiffened. Not far in front of him, stood a beautiful woman.Margarita Girasol Silva. The woman with a model-like body, shiny brown skin, thick lips, and beautiful wavy brown hair, looked at Jerrald with a longing gaze.Second after second passed, they were silent and staring at each other. But with different meanings.Before long, Jerrald's jaw hardened perfectly. “Do you have any business with me, Ms. Silva?" asked Jerrald coldly.Margarita, as this woman was usually called, was stunned when Jerrald used formal words to address her."If you have nothing to tell me, you'd better—""I want to talk to you," Margarita glanced at Eloy who was standing obediently behind Jerrald, "but it's just the two of us, Jerrald."Jerrald glanced at Eloy who seemed to be confused.Yes, Eloy was indeed confused. Why did the secretary of RMS Airlines seem to know the boss so well? Were t
Meanwhile, Jerrald's body stiffened again. He had almost forgotten the existence of Margarita, the only former lover he had ever had. The first love who made him not want to feel love again. But it seemed like God was making his heart slowly open because of the presence of this woman named Jolicia Floy in front of him.Actually... what is God planning?"Jerr—""Are you still here?" asked Jerrald after turning around. This time he was back facing Margarita. His face was flat again.Margarita was surprised when Jerrald said that. "You… drove me out?” whispered Margarita incredulously.Jerrald raised one eyebrow. He clasped his hands together. "Are your superiors not looking for you, Margarita? Why are you still—""Please don't be like this with me! Where is the sweet Jerrald I once knew? The one who loved me—""Were my words not clear enough for you to ask me the same thing?"Margarita could no longer reply to Jerrald's words. They were silent and looked at each other. Margarita's face
Feli stared in disbelief at her employer who was currently busy with a stack of files on the man's desk. After dragging her like a kidnapped sheep, Jerrald simply asked her to sit on the sofa. Leaving Feli stunned with no explanation of what the man had done to her.Look at that, Jerrald looks completely innocent after grabbing Feli's lips at will.What was going through that cheapskate's mind? How could he look so calm, as if nothing had happened between them?What an irresponsible man!Feli's hands clenched into fists. Unable to bear the indifference of Jerrald who had torn her lips and heart apart, Feli rose from her seat and strode towards her employer's desk."Sir!" called Feli after reaching Jerrald's desk.Jerrald looked up. He raised one eyebrow. "What is it, Miss Cia?" asked Jerrald flatly with an equally flat expression on his face."I—""Are you hungry? I've asked Eloy to order some food for us. Wait a few more minutes, and sit quietly." After saying that, Jerrald went back