บททั้งหมดของ A Key to the CEO's Heart: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

That night after work, I packed my luggage and proceeded to the Peyton Mansion. Jamie’s butler and maids prepared a table of palatable dishes for us. After we had our dinner, Jamie invited me to his theatre room to enjoy some films with him. Right, he has a cinema in his mansion, yet there aren’t chairs arranged orderly along different levels, there are just bean bags laying casually around the wooden floor. We sit in the beanbags lying in the middle of the theatre room, watching a documentary about a Japanese architect and his masterpieces. Jamie has a bowl of salad in his hands, while I have a bag of popcorn in mine. And Marie is here too, chasing her interactive

Our second day in Tokyo, we set off for a meeting with Mr. Shimizu and his colleagues in the early morning. The meeting was held at their company building in Roppongi——Shikakui-Wakusei Gemu Kaisha. They are a video game development company, they wanted to assign one architectural company to build futuristic and pioneering towers for their quarters in different regions. It actually came to my surprise that the meeting would take the whole day! I was expecting it would be just a first round project briefing and we will proceed to coming up with tons of project proposals with Minerva’s designers, and we will visit Mr. Shimizu again back and forth until they are certain that Minerva gets the project. H

A pain spreads across my face from the middle of my eyebrows, it wakes me up leading me back to reality.   I hold my forehead with my left hand as I feel a serious headache——it seems like I’ve been drinking too much yesterday, now my head feels like cracking.   Heck, I can’t even feel my right arm, what have I been doing with it yesterday? Do the sake bottles even weigh enough to destroy my arm?   Besides, my whole body feels so sore, just like I’ve been doing exercise for the whole night.    After I feel the headache slightly fade, I brush my hair to the back with my left hand, I take a deep breath as I try to open my eyes.   I don’t know what time it

It is the numbness spreading across the back of my head when I recall the pleasure Jamie gave me last night that pulls me back from the memory. I look at him, who is still sleeping on my arm. I hear me mumbling in his dream, “Henry… I love you…” I don’t know why, but when I hear him, tears surge up my eyes——oh my God, I’ve been waiting so long to hear him say that to me…! No! Not him! He is a girl! I mean, she! She is a girl! Jamie is a girl! Oh my God. 

That morning after breakfast, we went back to our room and packed our luggages, however, I haven’t seen Jamie’s black lace thong anywhere. At the end, Jamie gave up searching for it too, since she has a lot of money to buy herself a new one. After we thanked Kobayashi-onesan for having us for the week, we set off for the airport and onboard Jamie’s private jet. It was almost ten o’clock in the morning in Tokyo when we departed from the Tokyo Haneda Airport. If there is no delay happening, we will be arriving in thirteen hours, which means that it will be one o’clock in the afternoon of the same day in Chicago when we arrive. Feeling exhausted from the intense sex we had last night, Jamie fell asleep fifteen minutes after the jet departed, with h