Just My Ex Husband
Part 12 - President Director of A&J Group

In a silent but gripping atmosphere, I tried to strengthen myself against the man I did not want to see again for the rest of my life.

It felt like a trap had deliberately ensnared me in this atmosphere. I took a deep breath, I don't know what he'll do after this? I don't know.

I can only give up, but for sure I won't let that hot night happen again.

I will try as hard as I can to maintain my consciousness, as much as possible trying not to fall into its charm.

I'm sure whoever the woman who saw the figure of the director of A&J in front of me will surely be melleh see his charm, make all women want to be a part of his life.

He held my arm so tightly that I found it hard to let go of his burly hand. I knew he didn't want to lose track of me, it was clearly drilled from the look in his eyes.

It could be that she thinks of me as a cheap woman who whenever she can wear it due to our curse meeting at the club that night. Unfortunately, it was just my bad luck. I'm not the woman he thinks I am.

"I beg you to let me go, sir." My language style seems like I've never met him, but it turns out that way it makes him even more furious at me.

This time his gaze with a distance was getting closer, right in front of my face. Until I chose to take a step back, to press the door that had been slightly opened, and now the door was closed again.

"Jenny, don't try to play the game with me."

His gaze completely destroyed my defense, I could not see his charm.

If only Frans' inscribed wounds had managed to leave the bottom of my heart, perhaps now I had fallen into the charm of the man before me.

My investigation turned out to be wrong.

Somehow do I have to deal with it?

Well, I'll admit, but just admit it, because I don't want to be tied to any guy.

After uttering a slightly threatening sentence, he picked up something from inside his pants pocket.

"Your" she thrust out the thing I was looking for a few days ago, it turns out she returned my phone.

There is no reason for me to avoid everything that has happened with him.

I was only able to receive my phone with a downcast look, staring at the physical evidence left behind in his apartment, after a heated stunt that night.

"Do you still want to be drama queen Jenn again?" the question is getting intimidating, so I can admit what we did that night.

"Forget it!" i'm firm.

I don't know where I got the courage?

Until I was able to let go of those words with the face that I had blown out of his sight.

Maybe it was because I had swallowed too much pain that Frans had inflicted on me, that I had the courage to fight any man. Including the man in front of me right now, until I forgot his social status and position in this office.

What a probing gaze towards me, made me unable to bear to linger in this situation.

"I'm not the kind of jerk out there. It's not easy for me to do that to just any woman."

I really don't understand what he means. Doing any kind of*** or not, I don't think I care.

I've decided to forget everything, assume it never happened between us.

"I will take responsibility for what I have done to you, for that night I was drunk." he said casually, but sounded firmly in my ear.

Maybe a lot of people will say I'm the dumbest woman in the world, because I missed the opportunity to get a director. But really from my heart I don't want any of that.

What do you want accountable anyway?

I'm just a barren woman, there's no way I'll get pregnant just because of last night's hot activity.

"No need." I said briefly, but success made him gasp.

"Are you the woman who deliberately kept you in Jenn's nightclub?" the question this time made me grow angry, made me out of control, to slap his face so hard, and his cheeks were reddened by my actions.

How can I resist emotions? After she thinks I'm a lowly woman.

I don't care about his post here, honestly I feel harassed. Moreover, my status that had just been held as a widow, made my emotions rise and fall due to the depression that I was holding.

"So talk, sir. I won't take your responsibility, because I don't need it." My words grew bolder.

"I'm just a barren woman, what will I be responsible for?" toilet again.

My tone sounded very firm, like I did not want to lose heart with his gaze.

"Then how much money are you asking for? To atone for what I did that night."

I breathed deeply, trying to gather an infinite sense of patience. In fact, I lost my patience with a handsome man who I thought was very annoying.

"It's the same way you consider me a paid lady Sir. I'm just asking you not to remember the incident, let's assume we've never met before. Even forget this meeting." I grew bolder before him, while he only smiled bitterly.

I don't know what's on his mind? I want to get out of this room quickly.

"Are you sure Jenny?" he pressed my body even more, until my back was stuck to the door of the room.

The man restrained me with both hands that he had placed on the door, like holding me back from escaping this situation.

"I beg you to let me go. I promise I'll never mess with your life again, I beg you."

This time my voice sounded weak, even both palms I poked. I tried to plead for a speck of compassion from him, he sighed deeply, shuffling his coarse hair.

"Well Jenn, I'll let you go. But, if my seed grows, and you get pregnant as a result of my actions, you should call me immediately, tell me." he said, staring fixedly at my eyes, then grabbing a business card from his pocket.

The man gave me the business card, then I read the business card he put in my palm. The card contains the identity of the name, position, and mobile phone number.

Arjuna Prasetya

President Director of A&J Group

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