It was past midnight when I finally arrived at the garden in front of Minerva.
The rain is still pouting, and I still have the black umbrella in my hand.
Although it is dark, some of the lights from the buildings nearby help light my way up when I search for Jamie.
It took me quite a while before I found a lady in a light pink dress among the bushes of flowers.
In the pouring rain, she squats in the middle of the path, with two paper cups in zarf sleeves labeled with the logo of Coffee Bloom are seen in front of her white heels.
She hugs her arms and buried her face on her knees that are covered under her wet dress. She shivers in the cold wind as the rain
The next morning, I woke up from a chair that I pulled from my dining room and placed next to the bed. I slept with my head resting on the bed and my waist bent for the whole night. I feel so sore when I sit back straight up.I give a deep yawn as I stretch my body, then a sneeze follows. I feel cold, I take a deep sniffle as I feel my nose runny, and I feel a little pain in my eyes as I rub them with my fists.I open my eyes and look at Jamie who is still in her sleep in my bed. I adjust the blanket for her, covering her shoulders. I wonder if she feels better by now?As I ponder, I pick up the tympanic thermometer from the night table and carefully insert the probe into her ear.I pressed the start button an
For the rest of the day, we didn’t go to work. Jamie stays at my place to take more rest, and I stay to take care of her.Victor invited me to a party happening tonight at his weekend house, yet I rejected his invitation.I took care of Jamie throughout the day——changing her towels, taking her temperature, making sure she took the pills, making sure her fever went down, cooking her some porridge and feeding her.During the rest of the time, I watch her favorite TV show with her, help her out coping with the phone calls from work, though that includes answering Dylan Watkin’s phone call in order to make him jealous.Time flies, the sky turns dark very quickly.
The next morning, Jamie had her butler deliver her clothes to my penthouse. She changed to her working attire before we headed to Minerva together.As she arrives in her office and sees the chocolates and bottled jujube tea that I put on her desk in the past few days, her expression turns bright, a smile cracks on her face.“Jujube tea, and tons of chocolates!” like a happy child she cheered, “How come you got me so many of these?”Complacently, I smile at her, “I believe it is time you’re on period.”Whereas Jamie blows her fringe as she picks the chocolates up, “Right. Supposingly.
Not that I am unreasonable, I understand that anyone can come to Jamie’s office, colleagues, family, friends…But Dylan Watkins? NO THANKS.If there is one last person I would want to see coming into Jamie’s office, it should be him.It must be him.It can’t be anyone else but him!Ugh! Dylan Watkins! I hate him so much! And now here he is!Damn it! What is he doing here in my girlfriend’s office!?As I feel my ears on fire and smoke co
“Hey!”I turn around and look at the person who just patted me on my shoulder, and I see...“Justin?” hey! “What’s up?”With a teaseful smirk on his face, Justin points at the door that I am standing in front of, and he mentions, “You are almost going into the wrong bathroom. Again.”As I hear him, I turn my head back and give the sign on the door a glance.“Woah.”With an ironic chuckle, I made a surprised sound——I’ve lost count of the times I was getting in, or ‘ve gotten into the wrong bathroom!
The day is always beautiful in Jamie’s office, until when it comes to the time before lunch.Like I usually do, I sit at my coffee table sorting out my job, sometimes take a peek at Jamie who is putting in all her attention in her job so deeply like a workaholic. What’s different is that she used to be my boss, while now she is still my boss, yet at the same time my girlfriend.I put a sweet smile on my face when I look at her being so passionate about her job. I feel so comforted when I see her giving all her time and effort to run Minerva, she doesn’t make herself look like she is actually running a company which belongs to the others.About that, although she discovered my true gender, she still has no idea about who I truly am, and the relationshi
“Henry…” with her eyes remaining on the laptop screen, Jamie questions me, “That fruit juice store you’ve been buying drinks from…”I raise my eyebrows, “Juicy Punch? What about it?”She moves her glance into my face, her face turns rather blank, I can see confusion in her eyes.Her brows furrowed, “You’ve been walking in and out of that fruit juice store everyday… Is it because you are fond of one of the girls who works there?”At once, her question emptied my mind, only Daniella’s face popped up in my head.…
“Ugh!”Not seeing it coming, I fail to dodge it.I feel my left eye hit by the snow globe even when I shut my eyes. I hear the snow globe fall to the floor and crash into pieces.It takes me just a second to feel the pain spreading from my zygomatic bone to my nose and my forehead.When I open my eyes again, I see the blood trickling down my cheek and dripping over the glass shards on the floor.The office falls to silence. We become so quiet that I can almost hear the sound of my blood dripping.I believe that Jamie is startled too. She didn’t see it coming either, she just
After a few minutes travelling in my red Lexus LS 500, Jamie and I finally arrived at our destination. After Jamie gets out of the car, I pick up a red velvet box from the glove box and put it in my coat. I then catch her up from behind. It is a big house built next to the beach. The house is fully furnished and renovated. It is ready for people to move in and live in it. I am the architect who designed and built the house, however I haven’t decided what to name it yet. Well, anyway… I first bring Jamie through the garden on the beach, I open the door with the key and we enter the house.
The time is five in the evening. I am back in the office building, sitting on the couch, waiting for the interview session to start in approximately half to one and hour.I grab my phone out and check my messages again.I had made a few calls to Jamie through various ways, she never answered the phone, and now, there is still no sign of Jamie.Weimar is seven hours ahead of Chicago, which means it is twelve at midnight at where Jamie is.It is already the next day in Weimar, and that makes this the second day I lost the sign of Jamie.Weird… This is weird.Jamie never leaves me hanging for m
April 2023. Two years later. It is spring in Chicago again, a time when the florals come back to life again, well so do the people. The warm breeze brings the voile curtains up, allowing the morning sunlight to shower on my white bed through the French windows. That is when I am woken up by the sound of this hectic city. I stand on my balcony in my robe, yawning and stretching my body at the same time. “Good morning, Chicago.” I take a glance at the scenery of the city from the top of this building, I see people and vehicles all over the streets, everyone is ready for work and vac
June, 2021.It had been almost one month since the accidents happened.I was discharged from the hospital, rested at home for a few days, took some medicine, did some simple rehabilitation practice… I am almost fully recovered.The news reported that Melonie Myers was brought into custody by the local police. The police told me that I no longer need to worry about stepping out of my house.Also, it is Wednesday morning, a regular working day for me.And so, I am now back to work at Minerva, no longer as the CEO’s secretary, but as the CEO and the owner of Minerva; no longer in skirt and lipstick, but in suit and tie.
Air flow, machines, birds chirping, and a woman sobbing… Those are the first things that come into my ear when I gradually return to my consciousness.They sound really vague at first, but turn louder after as I slowly open my eyes too.There, I find myself in a ward bed. My face is covered with an oxygen mask. My arms are surrounded by tubes and wires.And, I see someone burying her head in the bed, holding my hand tightly in hers.“I’ve lost our baby… I can’t lose you too, Henry… Please wake up...” she sobbed.Slowly, I raise my other hand, and lay it on her head. I caress her gently, stroking her hair th
Assuming that it must be Mr. Hurlock behind the door, I unlock the door and open it without peeking through the cateye.I ask as soon as I open the door, “Yes, Mr. Hurlock? Did you forget someth-”However, just when the door is fully opened, the face of the person standing in front of the door is revealed in front of me.It is a lady in black attire, with a bike helmet on her head, her black hair draped over her shoulder, and she holds a knife in her hand.It isn’t Mr. Hurlock, it is...“Hi there, Henry.”“Melonie Myers…”
It is almost midnight when I sit in my living room alone, waiting for Jamie’s butler to show up. It is always a quiet night like this that makes people feel lonely, isn’t it? Tears ooze out of my eyes abruptly, they trickle down my face one after another. No matter how many times I wipe them off, no matter how hard I try to stop myself from crying, my tears just won’t stop. I cover my face with my palms to cover my sound, I sob as quietly as I can, not hoping to wake Jamie up. I try to stop myself by clearing my head, yet every quiet moment like this keeps reminding me of the fact that we’ve just lost our child. Our dear child… If you can hear us,
The accident and our loss hasn’t been too kind on us, especially for Jamie. The impact of losing our child hits her heart and mental condition so badly. She had been crying for days, she didn’t eat much. She fainted a few times. She became so tired and weak, that the doctor kept her in the hospital for another few days.Tonight, Jamie is just sitting on the bed, sometimes leaning on my shoulder, imagining how different our life would be if everything never happened, how our life would be if we hadn’t lost our child.What gender will it be? Will it be a little princess? How heavy will she weigh when she is born? Will she look more like Jamie or me? What name will we name her? How will we celebrate her first birthday? How excited will we be when she says her first word or takes her first step? Will she first say mommy
“Jamie…”Not knowing how much time has passed, I gradually woke up when I heard myself mumbling.I first feel my senses are unblocked, just like when one who sinks in the ocean for a long time gets back up from the water.The next thing I feel... is my body covered in pain, especially my head.“Umm…”Holding the pain back, slowly, I try to open my eyes.It is the moment when I open my eyes again, bright light seeps into my eyes. I squint into the light, my eyes take quite a while to adapt to the light.