Basically, a woman is a very forgiving creature event though she is often hurt. Nonetheless, if her disappointments have exceeded her tolerance and made her leave, then don’t ever expect her to come back even though your tears are the tears of blood. *** That morning, the weather was brighter than usual. The outside temperature was at the lowest degree in the fall, five degrees of Celsius. Qeiza felt her bones shiver so that she fastened her steps to get into her office. She really craved the heating. Her sigh of relief blew out when a warm temperature caressed the surface of her skin after she put off her coat and hung it on the stand hanger that’s available on the corner of her room. Qeiza rubbed her palms in order to make the frozen weather could go faster. “Your coffee, Miss!” An office boy came in at the right time. He served her a cup of mochachino. “Thank you!” Qeiza smiled friendly. Enjoying the combination of milk, chocolate, and espresso in the cold morning was really

When a man treats a woman gently, that’s he begins to hold the key to winning her heart. *** That morning was a lucky day for Ansel. When he arrived at Qeiza’s apartment, his ex-wife had just locked the door. She’s ready to go to work. Ansel got closer to Qeiza with a bright facial expression. “Good morning, Qeiza!” he greeted her while a bit bowing. The bouquet of flowers he brought was hidden behind his back. Qeiza stared at Ansel with her cold gaze. “I just found out what it’s like to be the boss,” Qeiza sneered. “Still have time to disturb someone else’s life while the others have gone to the office.” Ansel just smiled slightly responding to Qeiza’s mockery. The glimpse of the pale face of his mother forced him to forebear his emotion. No matter how, he had to succeed in persuading his ex-wife to meet his mother. “Hey! It’s not good to start the day with anger,” Ansel teased. He took out the bouquet of flowers he had hidden. Slowly, he cut the distance between them. “I hope

Beware of double-faced people because you’ll never know what kind of evil plans are hidden behind the mask of their good attitudes. *** “I don’t know what Mr. Freud whispered into your ear, Mr. Song,” said Qeiza. “But, I dare to swear. It’s not me who caused all the mess.” “Do you have the proof or witness?” Chin Hwa asked. “Here you are! I have valid evidence,” said Aleta. She didn’t give a chance to Qeiza responding to Chin Hwa’s query. She stepped forwards, handing her mobile phone to Chin Hwa. Her disdainful glance at Qeiza was like to say, 'You’re end! You’ll never win over me.' When Chin Hwa observed the pictures displaying on Aleta’s gallery, other employees were also concentrating on their phones. In fact, Aleta sent the pictures she had to the group chat of the company. Various kinds of negative comments and insults greeted each other and cornered Qeiza even more. Qeiza could say nothing. One of those pictures showed when she was trying to reach a roll of red silk fabri

Jealousy is like the hot coals that scorch the soles of your feet. You can’t walk properly until all your wounds are healed. *** Alina hastily sat on the edge of her bed soon after hearing footsteps marched to her bedroom. Her face flashed brightly. She tidied up her hair with her fingers. She didn’t want to look messy in the eye of her special guest. Alina’s facial expression turned gloomy when Ansel came alone. “Where’s Qeiza?” she asked. “You met her, didn't you?” Ansel sat on the left side of Alina. He forced his lips curving up. “Qeiza’s still very busy, Mom,” he said. “She’s accompanying her boss.” Ansel’s heart was painful. He imagined Qeiza smile brightly at Chin Hwa. He wanted to get rid of that man from Qeiza’s side. Unfortunately, he couldn’t find them. There’s no other way for him but to tell a lie to Alina. “She doesn’t work in your office?” Alina asked. Ansel shook his head. “No, she doesn’t, Mom.” “Why? It'll be better if she works in your office, right?” Ansel

It’s natural to feel jealous when you see your partner with someone else. What’s not natural is when the jealousy is so blind that you hurt her physically and emotionally. *** “You said you’re inviting a designer today. Where is she?” asked Ansel. He looked around. No one was in the living room but the couple. They looked confused. They stared blankly at the door. “Why are you dumbfounded?” Ansel waved his hand in front of Felix’s eyes. Felix and Joanna came to their senses. “Ah, Ansel … have a seat!” said Joanna. She was a bit awkward. “You both look weird,” said Ansel. “Is it because she’s not coming?” “Who’s?” Felix asked. His face looked stupid. “Who else if not the designer you wanted to introduce to me.” Felix and Joanna looked at each other again. “Sorry,” said Felix. “She’s just left.” “Has left? Why so fast?” Ansel smelled something fishy. “I don’t know. She seemed in hurry,” said Joanna. “She might not feel confident to show her works to strangers,” commented Anse