My Poor Secretary's
The Part 158
Gwen walked so slowly that she made no sound. His lower lip was still bitten because his heart felt pain, not because of the heartbreak left by Danzel in recent weeks but saw the condition of the man who turned out to be much more frustrated and seemed to suffer than him. Of course it makes him feel guilty.
Gwen covered from behind Danzel's athletic body in a thick jacket and sat down next to the man. Of course it makes the CEO of Patt Group who is heartbroken staring at the person who just came.
“I'm hallucinating again,” muttered Danzel. It was not like seeing Gwen around her that she did not know that the much-loved woman was already beside her.
Danzel chose to ignore Gwen because she thought it was her illusion. His eyes looked back to the front where a stretch of snow was piling up and there were tall trees.
Gwen couldn't hold back her tears. Danzel considered it to be non-existent when the real form was there. “I'm here, Danzel, you're not hallucinating,” he said. She hugged Danzel's arm and leaned her head on the man's sturdy shoulder.
Danzel laughed out loud. “Now my hallucinations are getting wild, I can listen to his voice.” A frustrated breath came out again from his lips. “Maybe I miss her too much,” her murmur is so soft.
“I miss you too,” says Gwen. His eyes were now filled with Danzel's face from the side.
Gwen did not feel nausea like that, but Danzel was very smelly alcohol. Maybe because he misses the smell of the man's body or the child he is carrying does like whatever is on the body of his biological father.
“Yes, I know. I received all your messages even the ones you left to my assistant.” Danzel still feels herself talking to herself. The effects of drunkenness due to drinking too much alcohol seem to make him unable to distinguish which is real and not. “Go! Don't bother my mind anymore, you're just my hallucination,” get rid of him. But Danzel did not flick her hand which still felt someone was leaning on her shoulder and hugging her arm.
After Gwen's departure, Danzel looked beside her. He chuckles funny. “It's stupid of me to think you're here, how could you possibly know where I am. You are indeed just an illusion that stopped for a moment, when I drove out must have gone again. Does the reality also have to end that way?” muttered.
“I'm real, Danzel. You're not hallucinating. And I hope we both don't end up like your illusion if you ask me to stay.” Gwen sat down next to Danzel.
The two looked at each other until Danzel's hand stretched out to touch Gwen's pretty face. “Now I can touch, isn't my drunk getting heavier?” Already know drunk but still he grabbed a bottle of champagne and sipped in front of his woman.
Gwen prevents Danzel's hand from draining the alcohol. “Already know drunk, but you still drink,” scolding.
“Only in this way can I continue to see you when we are stretched a long distance.”
“Drink this to relieve your hangover.” Gwen helped put the medicine into Danzel's mouth and gave the glass a glass of mineral water.
“You must be the keeper of this house, forgive me for seeing your face like the woman I love.” He still did not realize that the person beside him was Gwen.