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LXXXIV. Coaxing Her (Part 1)
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2022-01-24 16:53:49Jealousy could be cruel. Although Oneil already thought of many ways to pacify Essi, it is not just enough. For there will always be something that reminds her to hold up this kind of emotional rumble. But he should have noticed why Essi was not contacting or updating him about her activities after their dinner in Paris. She didn’t even tell him that she makes herself busy helping Geovensia for a clothing line startup. Indeed, jealousy is the reason why she practically lived during the past days as if she doesn’t know that Oneil was wishing to be by her side.
Oneil thought of coaxing her. He did many attempts already. The first one was by calling her with his usual number. He wanted to make sure that Essi didn’t block him.
“Who is this?” Essi asked. There was much flipping of papers in the background.
“This is from flower delivery service madame,” he answered after trying to change his voice.
“Really? May I know from what shop and who ordered it for m
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