BRAVE LOVE'S
BETWEEN MISS AND DISAPPOINTMENT
Dad Marcello lives in his study at the Archer Company. He did not expect his family life to fall apart. Maybe if his eldest daughter was still alive, he could help everything and nothing like this would happen. However, the presence of Jeanette at that time seemed to treat him from losing a daughter.
The door of his room opened, Dad Marcello didn't even hear a knock at all. His personal assistant walked into the room with a face that looked panicked.
"Mr ..."
"What's wrong?" ask Dad Marcello to Ares.
"Mrs ... Mrs Gemma fell in the bathroom and was unconscious" Ares replied. He just got a call from one of the servants at the Archer Family Residence.
Dad Marcello got up and got out of his chair. He went straight to the hospital because his wife had been taken there for treatment.
* Flashback on
"Jesslyn!!" mom Gemma shouted as she saw her daughter returning home half drunk in the morning.
"What?! Is Mom going to scold me too? Everyone wants to manage my life without asking me" Jesslyn replied.
"You are married, you have a husband and a daughter. You have to carry out your duties as a wife and mother" said Mom Gemma.
"Obligation? Don't make me laugh, Mom. Did Mom do that duty? Where is Mom when I need her? Where's where?!" scream Jesslyn.
"Jesslyn!"
"I'll also part ways with Hansen and it's all because of you! All because of Dad and Mom!"
Jesslyn walked past Mom Gemma and headed to the bedroom she used to occupy. He did not care about Mom Gemma's gaze, he wanted Mom Gemma to feel what she felt first, when she did not care when she spoke because Mom Gemma looked busy in the hospital.
Brakk!!
Jesslyn slammed the door of her bedroom, leaving Mom Gemma suddenly holding her chest. He walked to the bedroom to lie down. He felt he needed to rest and would not go to the hospital.
* Flashback Off
Dad Marcello clasped Mom Gemma's hand, still closing her eyes. A waiter who took Mom Gemma with the driver told her what happened this morning.
Sighing harshly, Dad Marcello got up and left the hospital. He's got to see his daughter, Jesslyn.
Brakkkk
Jesslyn's bedroom door was wide open, revealing the woman sleeping on her stomach without changing her clothes again. He didn't even take off his shoes.
"Jesslyn!!"
Dad Marcello walked over and shook his daughter's body.
"What the hell, Dad? I'm sleepy. If you want to talk later, I'm lazy."
"Wake up! Or does Daddy need to water you?" dad Marcello.
"Aghhhh!!! Why can't you guys just let me calm down?! I'm tired, I'm sleepy, I want to rest! It's so hard to feel!" scream Jesslyn.
"Your mom is in the hospital" said Dad Marcello.
"I don't care! Don't you not care about me either?
"You're outrageous, Jess. Your mom always takes care of you, cares about you, and loves you very much. He loves you even more than your brother, Jeanette."
"That should be! Jean's sister is only a foster child and she should never have gotten any affection from you. He just took what should be my part!" jesslyn.
"Self! Bela keep that foster kid!" Jesslyn got up and went into the bathroom. He closed the door and locked it, not caring about Dad Marcello's scream out there.
"If your attitude continues like this, Dad will agree to Hansen's request to be separated from you. Dad won't help you" said Dad Marcello.
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The bathroom door opened and Jesslyn looked at Dad Marcello with a sharp gaze.
"That's what you want? Makes me suffer! You guys are badtt!!!" jesslyn yelled again slamming the bathroom door.
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1 This week, exactly after Jeanette told Alex the truth, Axton always sent him a message. Sometimes he even calls her on the grounds that he wants to talk to Alex.
Today he will not go to OR Trade because Mr. Orlando and Wesley want to talk to him. Jeanette did not know what to talk about, but she thought that this must be about her work at OR Trade.
In the morning as usual he had breakfast together, then he went to take Alex to school with the driver because Wesley had important things to talk about with Mr. Orlando. His son looked very happy. He always told me that he had many friends.
Jeanette returns to the Orlando Mansion. He felt a lonely state, of course ... usually he did not see this atmosphere because he would be in OR Trade all day.
"Miss, Mr. Orlando and Mr. Wesley are waiting for you in the library" said a waiter.
"Thank you."
Jeanette walked to the library at the back of the Mansion, directly facing the back garden full of flowers. The flower garden, Jeanette knew belonged to Mr. Orlando's wife. Although his wife had died, Mr. Orlando hired a gardener who was skilled in caring for flowers so that the flower garden was always awake.
Gts ... Gts ... Gts ....
After knocking on the door, Jeanette entered the room. He saw Mr. Orlando sitting on a single sofa and Wesley beside him.
"Sit down, Jean," said Mr. Orlando.
Jeanette approached and sat down on the sofa opposite Wesley, right next to Mr. Orlando as well.
"Jean, do you feel at home staying here?" ask Mr. Orlando.
"You're very kind to me and Alex, where maybe I'm not at home. I'm very grateful" replied Jeanette.
"Do you like your job at OR Trade?"
"Yes, I loved stock investing a long time ago and OR Trade was one of my dream companies."
Mr. Orlando smiled, then looked deeply into Jeanette's bead of eyes. Wesley handed Jean a map and he opened it. There is written all his personal data, his family, and his married life first.
"I'm sorry we found out all about you."
"It's okay, Sir. I know you have to know everything about your employees and for me this is okay" Jeanette said.
"There it says that you are the adopted daughter of Lord Marcello Archer. What would you do if you met your real parents?" ask Mr. Orlando.
Jeanette fell silent and looked at Mr. Orlando and Wesley. He did not know what to answer because it never crossed his mind at all. He assumed that he was taken from an orphanage, if he was left there because of what and ended up adopted by the Archer Family.
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The door of the library room opened and displayed a figure that made his eyes round and his tongue as if he was a mute, between longing and disappointment.
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