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HUNTING MR. RIGHT TWENTY FOUR
For more than thirty minutes Avelyn waited for Michael in the living room nodding off. It felt like her eyes were very heavy, and she was hungry too. In addition, her damp clothes felt uncomfortable on jer body, making Avelyn feel very angry with Michael for kidnapping her and ignoring her. Avelyn had been shivering to be in the living room alone all along. Not a single person there passed. Even the waiter, no one appeared just to greet Avelyn as usual. In the large living room, Avelyn was only accompanied by a few jumbo-sized photos, all of which had an unfriendly facial expression. All the photos on the wall are of Michael's ancestors. In the last row of photos, Avelyn could see a portrait of Michael's current face staring at the camera with a sharp and arrogant gaze. How disgusting! Avelyn thought irritably. No wonder Michael went wild like that. He must have felt bored living in his luxurious, yet cold home. If his mother weren't around, Michael would have been lonely and feeling
HUNTING MR. RIGHT TWENTY FIVE
The next day a golden glare burst through the open curtains, making Avelyn who was still asleep immediately opened her eyes while groaning softly because she felt her body ache. This is her first morning as a newlywed. Avelyn had imagined the romantic things she would do with Elvis in the morning before they got into their respective routines. But Avelyn felt empty when her hands began to touch the side of her bed which Elvis had filled last night. With a feeling of half disbelief, Avelyn immediately opened her eyes and looked to herself at her empty right side. "Elvis?" called Avelyn loudly. But only the silence that Avelyn got in Elvis's spacious room left only a little chaos, on the bed that Avelyn used. With a disappointed sigh, Avelyn bent her knees to her chin and threw her head over her knees. This is not the marriage she wants. The shadows of her shattered marriage with Andrew came back to haunt her and suffocate Avelyn. The first day after becoming Elvis's wife, she lost hi
HUNTING MR. RIGHT TWENTY SIX
Stepping into a room with a masculine feel that the owner had long abandoned felt so different. The room was cold now. The winds blowing from the gaps in the windows were so freezing, instead it should have brought the scorching summer air out there. How long has the room been left? The answer was months ago. The owner was killed in a single accident that occurred on the streets of Columbia. Lean took a deep breath, then exhaled strongly with emotion. In that room he had many memories with Michael. Memories of when they discussed business, discussed the past, or discussed love. All things related to that man did not escape Lean's attention because they both grew up carrying old wounds from the past. Sitting on Michael's dusty black chair, it felt like Lean could still feel Michael's warm body there. The man liked to sit for hours in his office thinking about the various kinds of innovations he wanted to develop for his company. The company he started himself with all the sweat and pa
HUNTING MR. RIGHT TWENTY SEVEN
Elvis was forced to leave his bride at his beach house in Balboa when an important call from his retail company in San Diego got into trouble. There is someone who is reported to have embezzled some company funds after he smuggled a spy in the office. Bingo! Elvis was pleased that his efforts to ensnare the mice were successful. Unfortunately, the timing of the arrest was a little bit wrong because the news came when he was struggling with his bride. "Scotish has been doing that for a year." "I'm not surprised that the financial statements in the San Diego office always look odd." Elvis sipped his coffee quietly while talking to his San Diego spy Pieter Smuggler. Actually Elvis had been suspicious of Scotish since ten months ago. But he didn't want to be reckless in catching Scotish when the evidence was not strong enough, so he let the man hang around his company assuming he was safe. Or assuming he could fool lonely old Elvis. But who would have thought that Elvis was never that
HUNTING MR. RIGHT TWENTY EIGHT
About five hundred meters from the main door of the hotel, Lean can already find the beach sand that becomes the barrier between the paved roads and the exotic shoreline. The sight of palm trees waving in the wind is the first sight Lean sees after entering the beautiful Balboa Beach area. After that, Lean can see various kinds of tourists from various countries sunbathing or chatting around the rented mats sold by local residents for tourists who want to sunbathe or just chat while enjoying the snacks they buy around the beach. At first glance Lean imagined that things like that would be fun if he did it with someone he loved. A woman maybe. Unfortunately Lean was too upset to carry on with his shadow because it would only hurt him in the end. A woman? thought Lean bitterly. There will be no woman in his life. It will never exist until it rots in the ground in eternity. Lean looked doubtfully at a brown haired woman who had just bumped into him. The woman is now sitting on the brown
HUNTING MR. RIGHT TWENTY NINE
Inside the car is only filled with the roar of the air conditioner which is turned on in the coolest mode to dispel the hot summer temperatures. Since leaving the hotel grounds ten minutes ago, the rental car driven by Lean had been silent and had grown colder. The two people, Lean and Avelyn, felt awkward with each other just to start a conversation. Actually, Avelyn was feeling awkward, while Lean was just letting Avelyn enjoy her nervousness. The dinner was actually going to cancel because Avelyn didn't come after Lean waited for more than thirty minutes. The man had even cursed when he almost lost his temper and was going back into the hotel to eat at the hotel restaurant. But miraculously Avelyn suddenly appeared in a state of exhaustion because she was running while fixing her messy dress. In a blue dress that was supposed to make Avelyn look beautiful, Lean didn't have time to pay attention. He was already annoyed with Avelyn for not giving him any news. It didn't matter if Av
HUNTING MR. RIGHT THIRTY
“The food at the restaurant was really good!” Avelyn giggled and fidgeted a little as she stepped out of Lean’s Vette. She was a little drunk from drinking two shots of brandy. She's a really bad drinker. She shouldn't have let herself take two shots of brandy. "Be careful, Ave. You could fall flat on the warm sand beach." Lean walked briskly from the driver's door. He grabbed Avelyn's shoulder quickly before Avelyn fell down on the sand because her feet had just tripped over a rock. Avelyn's cheek pressed against Lean's hard chest, she looked up briefly to look at Lean, then giggled again in an annoying voice. "You know, leaning against your chest is really comfortable." Lean smirked. "I don’t mind. You can lean in there as long as you want.” "No no no." Avelyn moved her index finger in front of Lean's face. “I am a married woman. Leaning on your chest too long is not good.” Lean was excited to see the adorable Avelyn when she was drunk. Her index finger danced in front of his
HUNTING MR. RIGHT THIRTY ONE
Yesterday's dinner could be said to be going well. All night they had a nice meal, discussing whatever topics they liked, but without mentioning personal matters, such as talking about Elvis. Then before going home they took the time to dance with the other visitors in the live music arena that played stomping music as the night moved further and the wind was blowing harder. They needed to move last night so they could warm their bodies which were shivering from the strong sea breeze. Avelyn arrived at her beach house at twelve o'clock just after Lean once again took her around Panama City which seemed even quieter because some of the inhabitants had fallen asleep in dreamland. You could say last night's event was fun. It was enough for Avelyn to forget her frustration with Elvis for leaving her. But even so last night Avelyn took the time to contact Elvis when she woke up at two in the morning. At least she wanted to act like a caring wife saying goodnight. Unfortunately when this h
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HUNTING MR. RIGHT SIXTY TWO (END)
The halls were full and bustling with Royale High School students. Avelyn walked as usual down the hallway, ignoring the scornful stares of her friends. Isn't that normal? Avelyn thought sarcastically. For almost three years, she had always received the same gaze from them. So this is no longer a problem for her. But is she sure that this is not a problem? A student suddenly blocked her way. He looked at her body with an impolite look, then suddenly gripped her chin with a painful grip. "Let me go!" Avelyn hissed sarcastically. As far as she knew she had never had any business with the dark curly-haired student. But she knew what his name was, Hudson. That boy had never bothered her, at least as long as she was with Michael. Only a fool would dare to deal with Michael. Unfortunately not anymore. Avelyn wasn't part of Michael anymore, ever since she slapped the man for her lecherous act. Their relationship was practically broken. Michael didn't come to her often in class anymore to d
HUNTING MR. RIGHT SIXTY ONE
Avelyn hesitated to ring the bell in front of her. But this is the only chance she has so she can be free from Michael who has been looking for her since five days ago. Her flight from that man was not time to stop. She had to keep moving in order to avoid Michael's hired spies whom he had seen in the various places he had been. This morning when she came out of her rented apartment on the outskirts of LA, she saw a man with glasses standing reading a newspaper across the street, right in front of her apartment window. Of course she wouldn't be as paranoid as it if the man she saw this morning was not the same as the man she saw yesterday while having lunch at a Japanese restaurant. Without any hesitation, Avelyn was sure that this man was the spy Michael sent to find her. But to hell with that guy. After she was sure that her position was known, she just walked out of the apartment, speeding fast right in front of the man using her sports car which she happened to be able to rely o
HUNTING MR. RIGHT SIXTY
Elvis Taylor is an old man with a gloomy face who has not been touched by happiness during his life. Since his wife and child died, Elvis has continued to make himself like a robot who has absolutely no thought for his own health. Now at the age of fifty-three, Elvis looked so pale, his cheekbones protruded horribly because of his thin body. Her eyeballs, once brilliant green, had faded to a cloudy green from looking at the computer too much. Elvis's pale skin looked wrinkled here and there because of the effects of the hard drugs he had been consuming. Although he never considered his heart disease to be a serious disease, he occasionally took medication to survive. He needs to endure until he finds the right person to replace him. There are thousands of employees who survive from the business he started. If he dies, then who will be responsible for them? It's not easy running a business in the life of the family troubles that have haunted him for the past twenty five years or so. E
HUNTING MR. RIGHT FIFTY NINE
There is no worse day than today. Avelyn felt so bad he felt like crying. Really she hates being in the silence without anyone who will hold it. Rebecca here couldn’t help calm her down. And she also didn't want to keep bothering Rebecca just to hear all her sad story. She was an adult, married, but her heart and mind felt completely immature. Until now she hasn't even tried to fix the problem with Elvis. Her ego is really too high just to just contact Elvis, then invite the man to talk nicely. And because of that now Avelyn was sad. All day, after she came home from McDonalds feeling annoyed with Tobbie, she just stayed home without doing anything. Many times Magda knocked on her door, reminding her to eat, but she always refused on the grounds that she was full. But that's exactly what happened. She is full of the problems that have befallen her. This impulsive marriage in fact tortured her and made her heart waver. It is undeniable that her recent closeness with Lean has influence
HUNTING MR. RIGHT FIFTY EIGHT
Lean stroked the top of Hill's head affectionately. Just as he expected, Hill was still sick and not completely healed. After an hour of playing in the park, Hill has now fallen asleep on his shoulders. That kid was not as active as usual. When he tried to impress Hill with his basketball skills, the boy just clapped his hands without showing any enthusiasm. But whatever it was, Lean felt relieved that Hill was doing well. It only takes a little more time to rest, medicine, and nutritious food, and Hill will soon recover from illness. "Oh, I was just about to catch up with you." Letha looked surprised when Lean suddenly stood behind her who had just locked the apartment door. Seeing Hill sleeping comfortably on Lean's shoulder, Letha hurriedly opened the door to her apartment again and immediately opened the door wide for Lean. "Your friend is home?" “Yes, ten minutes ago. After clearing the glasses and plates, I intend to catch up with you. Is he a bother?" Letha led Lean to Hill
HUNTING MR. RIGHT FIFTY SEVEN
There was nothing Avelyn could do today. After returning from Lean's apartment, she found her house quiet as usual. Elvis is not home. Yeah, of course that guy couldn't be home at ten like this. It is certain that Elvis is currently struggling at his office desk to sign the dozens of files that come and go on his desk. Thinking about Elvis getting longer, it made Avelyn even more annoyed. The cold war that occurred between them actually made their household unclear like this. Even last night Elvis didn't contact her at all. Even though when Avelyn activated her cellphone this morning, she hoped Elvis would call her, looking for her with a panicked face while praying non-stop throughout the night, asking God for her safety. But all she got when her white cellphone was completely turned on was a pile of emails from credit cards, from the legality agency Lean who sent her a copy of the employment contract, then a few missed calls from Becca. In addition, there were absolutely no calls
HUNTING MR. RIGHT FIFTY SIX
Letha rested on her chin in Hill's room while accompanying the boy to play with his dinosaurs. It had been quite a while since Tatyana had said goodbye to go out with her boyfriend. Her heart had been wondering whether Lean would come to see his child? Is Lean willing to leave the pleasures that woman offers in his apartment? The more she thought about it, Letha's head grew dizzy and her heart pounded. She can't just keep expecting a man who clearly doesn't expect her anymore. This is her fault. The other side of her was sneering while laughing at her old foolishness. She was too arrogant when Lean volunteered take responbility to his past. And at that time, when Lean was staying at her house in Tacoma, Lean said he wanted to make a whole family for Hill. The man wanted to fulfill the dream of children in general who always wanted a warm family with a complete father and mother. How he hated himself, who at Hill's age could not feel a normal family life, so he didn't want something
HUNTING MR. RIGHT FIFTY FIVE
Avelyn closed the door to Lean's apartment and stayed where she was with a frown as she stared at the door. Just now Letha came. But he thought the woman looked strange. Her face showed both nervousness and surprise when she saw her open the door. Avelyn then glanced at her own appearance from top to toe, at her bare feet. Instantly she patted herself on the forehead and voiced some curses for the stupidity she had done this morning. Really she didn't mean to misunderstand her. No wonder Letha immediately looked pale after seeing her come out to open the door. her appearance this morning really couldn't be said to be appropriate. She thought she was still wearing her wet dress last night because she didn't even check her appearance before getting out of bed. Moments ago she was awakened by the disturbing sound of the bell from the front door. She saw Lean sleeping soundly on the sofa, made her feel so sorry that she decided to open the door without waking Lean. Seeing the man so guar
HUNTING MR. RIGHT FIFTY FOUR
All night Lean has to keep Avelyn from being unconscious. In a panic, Lean decided to take Avelyn to his apartment. It was completely unthinkable in Lean's mind to take Avelyn to the hospital because he was too worry about Avelyn's situation. Plus, if he took Avelyn to the hospital, it would only create a scene. In this city, even though people are indifferent to each other, there is still a sly paparazzi who likes to take advantage of the situation. So in the end Lean turned the steering wheel toward his apartment and immediately lifted Avelyn outside as soon as they reached the basement of the lonely apartment. One of the things he is grateful for about the apartment, they prioritize a very strict privacy system. None of the spies managed to infiltrate the apartment to extract information that the owner of the information did not allow. After Lean managed to bring Avelyn to his room, the man immediately laid Avelyn carefully on the bed and took a towel to dry Avelyn's drenched body
