Chapter 20

Since her communication with Dashtan a week ago, Rakia and Dashtan have been busy with their respective affairs in terms of work. Without Rakia realizing it, a week had passed since she last saw Dashtan’s face and heard his voice. Her current work took up so much of her time and attention that she had forgotten about Dashtan, who had returned to Singapore. She was surprised when the man came to pick her up at DS to see Dashtan waiting for her while leaning against the hood of his car in the front, wearing jeans with a white turtle neck shirt with both sleeves rolled up to the elbows. Dashtan pinned his sunglasses to his collar. Indeed, Rakia would not be able to deny that Dashtan’s figure would always make women out there stunned, including herself at this time. She stared at Dashtan while gulping her saliva as she walked up to the man, and when they were close, Dashtan noticed her presence. The man turned his head and gave her a smile and a look that made Rakia tremble.

“Hi, sorry fo