Jordan's three friends burst out laughing together. Meanwhile, Jordan glared at them.
"That's why you shouldn't lose. Okay? We can't wait to take your cool car for a ride, even out of Sydney. Who knows I might want to take a vacation to Brisbane.” Warren raised his eyebrow at Jordan.
"Okay. I accept it. If I win, what will you guys give me as a reward?” Jordan's turn to challenge his three friends.
He knew they couldn't possibly give you anything big. Of them, Jordan was the one with the deepest pockets. Ronald and Warren were businessmen too, but their parents' business wasn't as big as the Hayden's. While Louie, his father was a deputy director at a subsidiary of the Jordan family.
“Hm, you want to frame us?” With a sharper gaze, Warren leaned forward, closer to Jordan.
“This is not a trivial matter. Married, huh? It deals with my pride!” Jordan insisted.
"Okay. We'll think about it. Tomorrow night, we meet again, and we lock our deal. I already miss touching Laura." Ronald stood up. By his side was waiting for a beautiful woman in a hot red dress. Laura's hand began to touch Ronald's muscular arm.
"Yep, agreed. I'm going to the floor first, looking for something fresh tonight. Wanna come along, Joy, Louie?” Warren also stood up, taking his two friends who were still sitting in his place.
Louie followed Warren's footsteps, while Jordan took another gulp of his drink. From behind, a woman who was only wearing a cloth just clinging to her body approached Jordan. He immediately embraced Jordan and landed a passionate kiss.
"Don’t you want me tonight?" The woman's voice was made in such a way as to throw charm on Jordan.
Without speaking, Jordan stood up and took her by the hand, leaving the frenetic room. Jordan led the woman to the apartment where she lived, preparing to spend the long night there.
*****
Jordan smiled widely. He knew for sure he would win the bet with his friends. He began to believe that he could find a woman and be married within three months. Who would have thought, two waitresses at the club were talking about signing up for the reality show At the First Time I Meet You? When he heard it, Jordan immediately found the easiest way to get a woman who could be his wife. Jordan got the answer!
All night, Jordan just kept that information in his head, because he was busy playing hot with the woman, he brought home. This morning, sitting on the balcony, looking out to sea, looking at the beautiful big building, the icon of Sydney, Jordan browsed the web for more information about the event.
"Okay, I signed myself up. They ask for data, let's fill it in. I'm ready for action." Jordan's hand began to type, answering any requested data.
There were some details Jordan felt he couldn't open up to other people, especially about family. Jordan racked his brain, looking for answers so that the experts on the show would be interested in him and would find the perfect match for him.
"Great, Jordan. You are a man who craves love from a sincere woman. You are a lonely man because you are too busy working and want a partner who cares about you and understands your busy life and situation. Then…” Jordan went on to jot down the reasons why he was on the show and deserved to be selected.
"Honey, are you awake? Have you been busy this morning?” Jordan's woman was suddenly behind him and wrapped her arms around Jordan's neck.
“You can go, Ellen. Just check your account later." Jordan was unmoved, he was focused on what was in his hands.
"Ah, I thought the cold morning would excite you." Ellen kissed Jordan's cheek, still trying to seduce him.
"I don't need to repeat my words, Ellen." Jordan didn't budge. He wanted Ellen to leave immediately.
"Okay. If you need me tonight, I'm at the club from seven o'clock." Ellen let go of Jordan, turning back into the room.
Jordan reread all the data he wrote down. He screenshots for his own notes. He had to memorize the role that time. Poor Jordan Gerald Hayden needed a touch of love. Smiling to himself, Jordan was sure of what he wrote there, he clicked. It was sent already.
He just needed to wait for an answer. If he was accepted, then there were direct interviews with experts to ensure Jordan would be the right partner with whom. In Jordan's image, there was a woman with red hair, beautiful waves, tall, sexy, and charming thin lips. If only such a woman would appear on the first day of the meeting, at the altar.
“Oh, God… why did I imagine myself getting married?” Jordan grinned, feeling funny to himself. It was just a bet. He didn't know if he deserved enough, though Jordan was pretty confident.
There was a subtle swish in his heart at the thought of the wedding day. Jordan didn't understand why, even though for him, marriage was the last choice in a row of many things he could do. Jordan entered his empty room. He jumped onto the bed and continued dreaming.
*****
Clarabelle's heart was still pounding, even though she had read the news from the At the First Time I Meet You team several times. She became one of the shortlisted and would soon follow the interview to enter the next stage. Clarabelle's plans to sign up for the show to get a husband are getting more open. One more step, then she would find a life partner and fulfill his father's wish.
“Hufffhh… why do I feel uneasy?” Clarabelle closed her eyes, calming her breath so that she wouldn't go crazy like that. “What will they ask later? If I'm really chosen, what kind of man will they bring to me?”
Some of the shows she had watched on the reality show began to appear in Clarabelle's memory. The questions that might be asked of him were flying through her mind. Then what kind of man she wanted, they might also ask Clarabelle to explain.
“Ah, I hope this is really the right move. I have to talk to Papa before I answer the interview call." Clarabelle was still trying to calm herself down. Haven't met the love experts yet, Clarabelle was so restless. There was also a sense of joy because if she really made it to the next round, her father's greatest wish would soon come true.
“Oh my God, how do I talk to Papa? There's no way I'll just keep quiet, then come home with a husband. Papa must come to the event, bless me." Another anxiety was then approaching. If she talked to Adriano about this marriage, would his blessing be given to Clarabelle?
Finally, Clarabelle decided to hold off talking to her father until she had finished doing the interview. It turned out that when she spoke to the experts, Clarabelle actually felt confident in her choice to participate in the reality show. She felt that the way to get the best partner by participating in the event was the right step.
And Clarabelle had to be prepared for her father's answer when she said he followed At the First Time I Meet You, and the love experts decided she would be one of the other seven chosen couples.
"What, Lala? Are you on the show?” Adrian was very surprised. His eyes widened, and his hand quickly grabbed Clarabelle's arm.
"Where's my grandson? I can't wait to hug him!"That cheerful voice sounded crisp. Clarabelle missed her so much. Clarabelle quickly met Crystal who had just stepped into the house."Oh, my God!" Crystal widened when she saw Clarabelle. "Look, honey. Your baby's grown this big."Crystal held Clarabelle's womb and rubbed it with overflowing joy. Clarabelle smiled. Her eyes filled with tears. The warm welcome seemed to wrap up all the things she wanted to forget before. Hayden family. The family will always be a part of her life."How are you, Lala?" Ann-Mary hugged Clarabelle instead. Her sweet elegant voice, Clarabelle also missed."I'm very well." Clarabelle smiled. There was a sense of unease also gathering in her heart. "I'm sorry, for leaving quietly. For sure, I don't want to disappoint anyone. I'm sorry.""My son who doesn't know how to take care of his wife. Why are you sorry? It's Jordan who has to apologize. In the past, he promised
Bright sun. The snow started to melt slowly. Winter was shifting, spring would come in a few weeks. Clarabelle sat by the window. She looked at the street and the scenery in front of the house where she lived. Calm, quiet, and cool. From behind her, the fragrant aroma of hot coffee was wafting into her nostrils. Clarabelle turned her head, Jordan standing with two cups in hand. The handsome face was not smiling, but a cheerful look emerged from the glint in her eyes. "Warm drink for my heart. Just milk. Coffee for me." Jordan handed one cup to Clarabelle. "Ah, I've been imagining sipping hot and fragrant coffee. Why do you give me milk more?" Clarabelle pouted but she accepted the cup from Jordan as well. "You have to be healthy. Later, when our baby is born, you can drink coffee." Jordan sat next to Clarabelle. He inhaled the aroma of coffee in his cup, then took a few sips. "Hm, pregnant women don't have a problem drinking coffee." C
The snow just a few minutes ago stopped. James' black car stopped and parked in the garage of the big house. James got out of the car and quickly turned around, opening the car door from the other side."We are here. Come on, Babe." James held out his hand.Nerry took James' hand and got out of the car. She looked around. The parking lot was just so wide. There were several cars in the garage. All clearly classy cars, cars not seen on the road too often."They are waiting." James smiled. He took Nerry by the hand and ushered her into the house through the side door, straight into the living room."Sir, I'm very nervous." Nerry watched James. The girl's face was blushing. James was smiling broadly with joy."Take it easy. You won't be punished for falling in love with Hayden. And don't call me Sir," James said."Yes, sir. Oh, James? Weird." Nerry smiled faintly. Beautiful, with a blush on her face. James laughed. It was always fun to see Nerr
Jordan stopped in his tracks at the question. What did he just hear? He turned around. His eyes met those beautiful eyes that made him fall in love. He stared at Clarabelle's round and clear eyes."Are you sure, you want to leave me? And our baby?" Clarabelle looked at Jordan. His hand touched his stomach.Jordan was still digesting what happened. His eyes were getting darker."After everything you've done, chocolate shop Lala Joy, leaving your posh Sydney mansion, never minding Hayden's office, and letting all those women go... you're going to walk away from me?" Clarabelle spoke quietly. Her eyes looked shady. Slowly her lips smiled."Lala...." Jordan couldn't believe what he saw. Clarabelle said something beyond her imagination."I miss you too, Jordan Gerald Hayden. Deep in my heart, I always want to hug you." Clarabelle's thin lips curved into a smile again.Jordan immediately came back and held Clarabelle's hand. "What do you say?"
James left his room. He called Susan and was forced to wake her up. The news James gave her about Clarabelle shocked Susan. She quickly got ready and met James in the parking lot. "Susan, help me. This is a bad situation. Jordan did a stupid thing again and hurt Clarabelle." James started driving the car out of the hotel. It was getting light, but the sun would not show itself. "What do you expect from me?" Susan asked. "I'll calm Jordan, he is so down. He's feeling stupid and sorry again. I think he's even more screwed up because their baby is in danger." James sounded restless and worried. "You, I need you to calm Clarabelle. I don't know how she feels about Jordan after this. I'm almost certain she will ask for a divorce." Susan looked at James. Was it that bad? Susan didn't know what to say. She also didn't know what she could tell Clarabelle later either. "I plan to go home today, to Sydney. Because I have an important meeting to attend. I don't know. By the weather and the
Jordan panicked. He trembled to see Clarabelle even having trouble sitting up."Lala... Lala...." Jordan didn't know what to say.While the blood flew and spread over the snow."Jordan, it hurts...." Clarabelle said while holding her womb."Doctor ... we go to the doctor. Wait, I'll take the car. Hold on," Jordan said between confusion and fear.He stood up and walked back to his shop. He had to get the car immediately and take Clarabelle to the hospital. Clarabelle was getting paler. A piercing coldness, accompanied by pain hit her womb, legs, and waist, and spread throughout her body. She could barely move anymore.A few minutes later, Jordan came. He helped Clarabelle into the car. Clarabelle was limp, but her body was also stiff from the cold. With a heart not abysmally, Jordan began to accelerate his car. It wasn't snowing any longer, but the roads were tough enough to walk on, Jordan couldn't have been driving as fast as he usually did."Uhhh ... it hurts ...." Clarabelle squeez