The Love of the Racer
Gathering

The throbbing of pain hummed with grief as rumbling hit the chest. Never a conscience whispers a word of denial of prejudice. However, the ego swallows everything without a phrase.

Breath is still wheezed in asking about the truth, but the heart seems reluctant to digest wisely. Until the mind continues to suffocate strangled wounds.

"I can't believe it. That's very hard." The disappointment poured out on the clutches of the hands on the steering wheel. Jesslyn's beautiful face was bathed in tears with a broken heart.

His stomach that looks starting to grow. "If it had been like this would you still be on your father's side? He's hurt my feelings many times." Jesslyn then invites the fetus to interact. Shedding his growing grievance.

The weight of the mind invites Jesslyn to drop her head on the folds of the hand arranged on the steering wheel. "I really hate you, Jeav. Though my heart slowly began to accept you back, but again you make me doubt your seriousness. It's all my fault, too, which is easily lulled by your seduction. I'm a fool." Drop by drop of tear still faithfully fell, bringing all regrets and also disappointments.

Jesslyn was stunned when a voice call came back to rebuke her. However, the snooze made him pull his face from the top of the steering wheel to just see who was calling.

"I don't want to talk to him." Jesslyn knew who the person who had made her phone so noisy. Indeed, from this afternoon until late afternoon he was reluctant to respond to calls from none other than Jeaven.

"Well! He's a real bitch." Feeling disturbed Jesslyn attacked while hitting her back on the back of the car bench.

Highlighted his phone that no longer sounds. Not long after a short message came in and successfully caught his attention.

^^^Jeaven:^^^

^^^ Where are you now? We need to talk face to face.^^^

A wry smile immediately imprinted on Jesslyn's lips. "Is he kidding? Silly." He was angry because the words of Jeaven felt unreasonable. How can two people in different countries talk to each other face to face.

Just reading reluctantly to give a reply, Jesslyn really intended to ignore. It doesn't matter that Jeaven is in a mess right now.

Jesslyn took a few deep breaths and exhaled slowly on a regular basis. Immediately wiped the trail of tears on the cheeks further patched the face with powder that had faded. Reorganized face to face so that he still looks fine even though his heart is broken.

Given that he is currently having an appointment with an important person who will provide a valuable opportunity to expand his business in the fashion world. So as much as possible, it should give a good first impression.

"Hello, what's wrong?" His footsteps entered the restaurant building and Jesslyn still had time to receive a call from Monica.

"Where are you?" From across the phone, Monica asked.

"I have an appointment to see Mr. Alex."

"Why did you go alone? You should have asked me to accompany you."

"Why are you even nagging? I can go alone. Yes, I've turned the phone on." Jesslyn immediately disconnected the call connection, not wanting her ears to feel itchy because she had to listen to the chirping of Monica which is believed to continue until sunrise.

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"You're five minutes late. But it's not a problem for me. Come sit down." Alex welcomes. Her lips continued to smile broadly welcoming the enthusiastic arrival of Jesslyn.

"Thank you." Jesslyn landed her butt in a position a little far from Alex because she felt uncomfortable alone with other men in a closed room like now.

If you pay attention to it carefully, there is no strange gurgle on the mature man with an oriental mixed face. The car was friendly and also smiling.

"We should have dinner before we take our conversation seriously."

Jesslyn smiled gracefully and nodded politely. "Okay, Mr. Alex."

Not long after the food order was served on the table. The two began to eat interspersed with small talk and also laughter. Alex is really good at melting the atmosphere, making Jesslyn comfortable talking to him.

After finishing with the stomach filling ritual, the two instantly brought the conversation to the core realm. Frankly, Alex was very impressed by Jesslyn's skill when negotiating. Until the agreement of the cooperation contract was officially signed.

"Let's toast as the opening celebration of our cooperation." Alex offers a glass of red wine to Jesslyn.

"Sorry, Mr. Alex. I can't drink alcohol" Jesslyn refused with a bad feeling. Being pregnant, alcohol is avoided.

"Come on, just a little bit." Alex seems to be forcing.

"Sorry, Sir. I really can't drink alcohol."

"You're impressed not to appreciate me now, Miss Jesslyn." Alex was disappointed.

"Ah, sorry. I didn't mean it that way. Of course I really appreciate you." Jesslyn is feeling bad.

"Then drink a little so I'm happy. You don't have to spend it all."

With doubt Jesslyn's hand finally tried to reach the legged glass. But the heart is still reluctant to gulp or taste the intoxicating liquid. He's trying to explain something Alex should know.

"Come, drink," urged Alex.

"What are you doing, Jesslyn!"

Jesslyn flinched in the presence of someone who suddenly snatched a red wine glass from her hand. "You?"

While Alex looks astonished as an uninvited guest sneaks impolitely into his VVIP room. "Sorry, who are you?"

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