"Hi, thank you for reading the story of Fathia and Tian this far. For the continuation, I'd like to present the romance story of Kenzo and Jeslyn. I hope you all enjoy it."
***Kenzo looked lost at the edge of the bed. What had he done?! Running his fingers through his hair felt pointless because of what he had been through. Geez... Kenzo repeatedly sighed in frustration. He couldn't even bring himself to glance at the bed.
A soft groan caught his attention. A voice he recognized all too well. How could he forget? Since the first time he met that girl, he had raised his highest flag for her. Kenzo didn't even know where he went wrong. In fact, he had once saved her from an incident that almost made his heart leap out of his chest.
Drowning.
And it was because of the girl's carelessness, of course. What made him give her mouth-to-mouth resuscitation? Oh my God! Maybe Kenzo's reflexes were too high because when he lifted the gir
The girl stepped out of her car after taking in a deep breath of fresh air. The scorching heat didn't deter her steps as she had already planned to visit this place. The rustling of leaves and the wind colliding with tree branches accompanied her, as she had chosen to be alone without any companions.Although Asya and Melly had offered to come with her, this time Jess wanted to be alone. The journey to this location had made her back ache, but it was worth it for what she wanted to visit – her parents' graves.This place hadn't changed much from the last time she remembered it, back when she had just graduated from junior high. When she returned home, she was greeted with many yellow flags. The purpose was lost. The vision of her future suddenly turned dark. Her tears couldn't wake up her parents, at least saying goodbye and leaving many messages for her.None of it.The pain was still the same. It cut mercilessly into Jesslyn. Although she intentio
Fathia couldn't stop laughing. Jess was sure that her friend was holding back tears from the story she shared this afternoon. In the end, Asya didn't kick Jess out. She had to finish what she considered a failure in decorating because Loissa unexpectedly praised it so enthusiastically. The sugary layers surrounding the cake were in disarray. Not to mention, the bottom part of the cake, which Jess felt had melted chocolate for some reason. She thought something was wrong with the chocolate coating mixture, and she didn't even bother to try it beforehand. She placed it on the edge in a hurry, and as a result, well... it looked just as bad as it seemed, and it was clearly recorded in Jess's mind as a failed cake."Oh my goodness, Jess. Why are you being so pessimistic? I like it, you know. You can even make small flowers to cover up the mess. I don't see it as ugly," Loissa explained over the phone. "It's good. Artistic. I like it. Don't forget to deliver it by five o'clock, oka
"Why did you complain to your dearest sister, huh?" Jess fumed as she entered Fathia's luxurious house, where her friend was holding an adorable baby that made Jesslyn feel like she was being pricked by a thousand thorns.No, she wasn't jealous of Fathia's happiness at all. She was part of the enjoyable things for Jess. Including... Gwen. Jess quickly pushed away the discomforting feeling. She didn't want to lose her smile and cheerfulness. She couldn't be selfish. Life had to go on. Everything was over, and there was no room for regrets, right? It should be like that. Although in reality, Jess often cried alone in her apartment when she remembered... what had happened in her life."Oh my goodness. You're already mad just coming in." Fathia shook her head briefly. "You'd better hold Gwen. I need to go to the bathroom."Jess blinked. Without much talk, Fathia immediately handed Gwen over to Jess. Then she hurried away. Leaving Jess confused, but really, when Jess
Three, no, four, ah... damn! Five objects now lined up on the bathroom sink in Jess's Beverly Hills apartment are her current focus. They all show almost identical results. Two lines. Jess's heart feels like it stops beating for a fraction of a second, causing an unusual choking sensation."This is insane," she mutters under her breath. "It was just last night... oh, damn it. The whole night, actually. But it was relentless." Jess massages her temples, releasing the frustration that suddenly engulfs her head. "What should I do, dear God!"No. No. No.Telling Kenzo. Yes, that's the right thing to do. But Kenzo? That annoying guy? Argh! Jess half screams in disbelief because she never expected that they would actually stick together that night. As if they were each showing how they both had their own powers, making them overlook that something significant was lurking around them.Like right now. Jess is pregnant.But their relationship itself is very
"I'm serious, Jess. Marry me. Let's tell Mom that you're pregnant with my child. You can choose and plan the kind of wedding party you want. When can I meet your parents? This issue can't be postponed."Jess's hand, holding her coffee cup, stopped moving. Her eyes turned back to the man she had been trying to kick out but who had remained seated. In the living room she had turned into her workspace because she suddenly received a call about something that needed to be reported."I've made my decision, alright? Don't question it.""Is marrying me that terrible?"Jess could see Kenzo taking off his glasses. For some reason, when he wore glasses, he looked much sexier in Jess's eyes. In this sense, his shirt always hugged his body nicely. Jess had to admit that Kenzo had a handsome face. His body was tall and well-built. And it seemed like he frequented one of the fitness centers. Jess could tell that without asking too much.Moreover, since earlier,
"If you want to turn right, can you give clear instructions?"Kenzo, who was replying to one of his clients' messages, furrowed his brow in confusion. His mother had left, leaving the two of them in an awkward situation. How could they not be awkward? Jess was left helpless with a lot of implied messages and a load of attention she was receiving."What do you mean, Jess? I don't understand."Jess frowned in displeasure. "What did you say to Mom?"A thin smile played on the man's lips. He set aside the phone that had captured his attention since earlier and this time, he chose to get closer to the girl sitting in the middle of the bed with pursed lips. Her eyes looked very annoyed, and her face switched back to a fierce mode."I told her you're pregnant."She squeezed her eyes shut while massaging her temples. She tried her best to rid herself of the growing frustration in her heart, but it was almost unbearable. "You're asking for trouble!"
"It's my home. My world. And I don't want to leave them. Regardless of whether you think the house is small or if you can rent another apartment for me to stay in, you can watch over me as you please.""I'm worried about your condition, Jess. There's no other intention. I understand that you work here. But when you lived in New York City a while ago, everything was fine, right? No problems, right?"Kenzo was right in giving his opinion. Because from what he saw, it was indeed like that. Everything Jess did always went according to her wishes. Also, the people who worked under her could cooperate well. Her leadership style, in Kenzo's eyes, seemed different."What's the difference between you living with me in Metropolis and you living in New York City a while ago?"Jess huffed. "That's not what I want. You're imposing something. I hate being forced.""So, what do you want then?" Kenzo asked, exhaling deeply. "I can't leave you here alone while I ha
Jess returned to the room that had become her private sanctuary. After the silly hug Kenzo gave near the garden, she quickly let go. She chose to flee like a teenage girl who had fallen in love for the first time. The unfortunate part was that Jess stiffened because the hug turned out to be warmer than she remembered. There was a ton of desire in her to reciprocate Kenzo's embrace, to share an unspoken feeling, but... no. Jess didn't want to do that.Their relationship was over. Completely over.Nothing had changed about the man she was so eager to remove from her life. For a year of not meeting, their communication could be described as very poor. Jess didn't want to initiate contact. For Jess, it was Kenzo who had decided to leave. Although she asked, it felt different if she was asked to go with him.Ah, ridiculous.Go with him? Who was Jess to Kenzo?Nobody. Oh no. There was one thing that could actually bind them; marriage. But Jess canceled i