Forced to marry Mr. Billoners
Just go!

Jerricco wiped away the tears on his cheeks violently using his hands, he remembered Damara crying because of him. Jerricco feels he must find Damara's whereabouts, he must explain it to Damara whatever the risk.

After looking at the front Jerricco did not find Damara's whereabouts, he walked to the back because Damara liked the back yard. Jerricco looked at the empty backyard, his ears hearing the sound of Damara crying.

Jerricco followed the crying voice until he saw the wide open door of the barn, Damara's body sitting with her knees hugged. Jerricco felt a block hit his chest, not bleeding but the pain was overwhelming.

He walked up to Damara, Jerricco crouched down in front of his wife who was still crying. Jerricco reached out his hand to caress Damara's hair, his hand shaking as he touched his wife's black hair.

Damara brushed off Jerricco's hand, he didn't want Jerricco to touch him. Because Damara knew that Jerricco's every kind treatment to him was only a form of responsibility from a husband to his wife.

Jerricco pulls Damara's hand into his. “Let's go to the room, you need a break,” Jerricco said gently.

Jerricco tightened his grip as Damara tried to rebel. “Let go of me Sir,” strangle Damara.

Jerricco could clearly see the sadness that was on Damara's face, the pain was clearly reflected from the look of Damara's eyes that looked at Jerricco with anger.

Jerricco hugged Damara's body very tightly, “You are special Damara, it's just that I haven't been able to fully open my heart to you .. I'm sorry I always hurt you.”

Damara's cries were getting broken, even she did not hold back her sobbing sound anymore. Damara cried out a sense of tightness in his chest, true assumption Jerricco has not been able to open his heart to himself.

Jerricco was not strong with the stuffy room, lucky Damara's cries had begun to subside. Raising Damara's body bridal, Jerricco took Damara back to his room and laid her on the bed.

Jerricco stared at Damara's reddened eyeballs with tears filling his eyelids, he took a glass over the nightstand that was still filled with water the rest of Damara took medicine. With care Jerricco helped Damara to drink, his hands outstretched to wipe Damara's tears.

Jerricco walked out of their room, there was something he had to do about his company.

Jerricco went to his study he sat down and started to turn on his laptop, his eyes focused on researching every email sent by Robert because all day and yesterday Jerricco did not have time to check his work.

Jerricco did not focus on every file he studied, his head slightly pulsating. With the help of his fingers Jerricco massaged his temple slowly, hoping that his dizziness subsided and he could work things out faster.

At 02:00 in the morning Jerricco had just finished his work, he returned to his room. His gaze immediately focused on Damara's body that was not covered in a blanket, Jerricco forgot to cover it.

Jerricco climbed onto the bed, he covered his body as well as Damara's body. He looked at Damara's calm face in his sleep, somehow Damara's face was like a magnet that always managed to attract his attention.

His hand stroked Damara's face very carefully and slowly, as Jerricco was afraid of waking Damara up. After researching every inch of Damara's body, Jerricco began to close his eyes.

Jerricco cursed in his heart because he was in a dark room like yesterday, he was sure Mira was trying to tease him again. Sure enough Jerricco saw a light approaching him, he just silently waited for the light to be a meter in front of him.

“Unsatisfied are you interfering with my life?”

The light turned into a smile that Jerricco knew who the owner was, Mira.

Jerricco was fed up with seeing that smile, he turned his body and walked away. He doesn't care where he's going the most important thing for him he has to go, Jerricco doesn't want to be weak anymore when he sees Mira's face.

His steps came to a halt as he felt a hand holding him from behind, Jerricco releasing the twists of the hand that was on his stomach. “Go!” jerricco said calmly but with emphasis in every voice.

The hand had already slipped off but Jerricco still felt Mira's body still clinging to his back, even he felt something wet on his back. “Don't cry, isn't this your choice? Let that sword take your life.”

There was no sound to her words but Jerricco again felt the hand coiling in his stomach. “Dear, you completely forgot me. Do you love me no more?” lirih Mira's.