Along with a gasp, I raise my head and look at Jamie, “What is this?”
“DeLafee.” he said, “Saw you fall in love with it, so I bought you some.”
As I hear him, I pick the card up from the brown box, and that is when the golden title of it enters my sight——DeLafee.
Oh my, it is really DeLafee!
I pick the card up and ask, “And this VIP card?”
Jamie shrugs his shoulders, “I have an extra. It’s better than the ordinary membership. It’s loaded with 1k US dollars. Use it wisely.”
He loaded 1k US dollars in a dessert house&
The city is painted orange when I am officially knocked off from work.Jamie left for his last appointment by himself, hence I am left free at an earlier hour.I hold the box of DeLafee chocolate in my hands. I haven’t been touching it, because I think they are too amazing to be kept only to myself.Instead of having them all to myself like I ate the one given by Justin, I was thinking of sharing it with somebody.I called Victor, but he seems to be very busy today. Although he said we can talk over the phone tonight, he can’t make it to my place to share the chocolates with me, and moreover he always has the chance to enjoy them with so many wealthy friends he made outside, hence he told me to share wit
“Girls really can’t get rid of chocolates!” she mentioned.I chuckle and agree, “Me too!”What? Me too?Lmao, I’m no girl! Henrietta is taking over my mind!I correct my sentence, “I mean, I never knew I would like chocolates before I ate this.”Waving the chocolate in her finger, Daniella mentions, “Chocolates have power, they are magical.”I tilt my head, “They do?”Daniella nods, “Do you know? Eating chocolates allows us to stay in a good mood. They redu
Finally, it’s Wednesday again.Wednesday——nothing special, except for being the day seated right in the middle of the week.I used to cherish Wednesday a lot, because it means we are halfway through the week, and we’ll make it to the weekend right after another half of it is done.But now? Not so much.I realize, as the secretary of Minerva’s CEO, I don’t really get to rest on weekends. All weekends are going to be as busy as my weekdays.However, it seems a little different today. Or I’ll say, off.This morning, as usual, I visited Juicy Punch and got myse
Quite a while after we hung up the phone, Jamie finally showed up in Minerva.He dressed up neatly, yet he hasn’t had time to deal with his hair.However, he doesn’t seem to have noticed it, he picks up his documents from his desk and walks out of his office.Although I would like this amusing moment of Jamie to be seen by the others, at least one person, so that we can joke about it sometimes. Yet, I don’t want myself to be blamed for not reminding him about his undone hair after he figured people were laughing at it.Therefore, before anyone can see him, I grab him from the back and pull him back into the office.Whereas, by being pulled
The time is twelve, Jamie is having his lunch at his desk. He is eating the grape wine lamb and porcini lasagna I got from Coffee Bloom. Of course, I got him his favorite ristretto too.However, as I am watching from the side, I see him laying on his hand over his stomach all the time.I seldom see him do this.Driven by concern and curiosity, with curiosity taking up the most part of course, I ask, “Jamie, are you okay? Are you having a stomach ache?”Looking down and moody, Jamie gives a heavy sigh, “Kind of.”So he has a stomach ache. Luckily I didn&rsqu
Almost one and half hours have passed.I sit at my desk as I stare at Jamie’s office door.It is almost time for Jamie to head to the next meeting’s venue, I believe he’s well prepared by now. He should be coming out of that office anytime.Jamie is a punctual man, he doesn’t like to make people waste their time waiting for his arrival.However, even after a long while I’ve been staring at the door, Jamie hasn’t been seen stepping out of the office.And I am aware that he is not feeling well today. He has a stomach ache.Hence, as an attentive and caring secretar
I give my watch a glare, “It’s quarter past nine.” I read the time.“What!?” in shock, Jamie grips the blanket and yells at me in a higher pitch, “Chandelier! Why didn’t you wake me up!? I have a full schedule today!”Wow, that voice is very sharp for a man!Well anyway, it’s time for me to get used to his feminine qualities.Instead of yelling back at him like a girl, I choose to put up a smile.“Calm down, Jamie.” trying to soothe his temper, I explain, “I called and postponed the appointments, and they agreed to reschedule the appointments to next week.”
The sky gradually stained white, seeing the morning sunlight showering on my living room floor makes me realize I haven’t had a good sleep.It’s not like I’ve been overthinking about the betrayal thing, I was just looking for a solution to keep Jamie out of my mind.And guess what? I’ve managed to come up with one.Instead of naming that a solution, I’ll say that’s actually a person, and I’m going to meet her now, as per every morning.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨Morning at Juicy Punch, the counter is queued up as always. I
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.