The Revenge of the Actor
Sean's jealousy

A month has passed. The household between Clarissa and Sean is getting more harmonious. The couple is committed to maintaining household harmony even though both are busy working. So do not be surprised if when the break time arrives the two will be seen walking in tandem to the restaurant or office canteen for lunch together.

Xena, ever since she found out that Clarissa is now her stepmother, always comes to the office after school. Even on weekends, he must play at the house that the daddy gave to his beloved mommy. As of now, the beautiful hazel-eyed girl was on her way to her grandfather's office.

"I'll give this picture to Mommy Clarissa when I get to Daddy's office" Xena said, showing Imelda her picture book.

In the book, two young women are sitting together on a park bench. The long-haired little girl sat between the two women. A smile expands at the corner of their lips.

"I'm sure Mrs Clarissa would love to see Miss Xena's work" Imelda said with a smile on her face.

Imelda is happy for Sean and Clarissa's third marriage. The dream of the little girl who had been nurtured by him for almost five years finally came true. Convinced in the heart that Clarissa is an angelic hearted woman who was deliberately sent by God to give happiness in the hearts of Xena and Sean. Evidently, ever since the presence of the woman in the lives of young master Anderson and little miss Anderson, smiles have continued to expand at the corners of the lips. There was no longer a gray cloud, only a ray of happiness was painted on his face.

Meanwhile, Sean is busy giving explanations to clients who plan to work with the company, building a hospital in eastern Indonesia. Same with Clarissa. The woman's hands danced beautifully on the keyboard while occasionally watching her husband giving a presentation in front of four clients.

While he was busy, he felt thousands of invisible hands were working together to stir the contents of the woman's stomach to make the secretary stop for a moment his activities. The stomach felt nauseous, as if something was pushing the woman to spit out her stomach contents.

Why does my stomach feel so nauseous, not usually like this. Is it possible my stomach acid is rising? clarissa in the Heart. The palm of the hand closes the lips, holding that nothing comes out of the stomach.

Ibrahim who happened to be looking at Clarissa became worried when he saw the young mistress' face turning pale. Pulling the chair to the side until the sound of objects shifting. "Mrs, are you okay? I've noticed you seem to be unwell. Will I take you to the clinic?" the whisper was right in Clarissa's ear.

"I'm fine, Mr. Ibrahim. Thank you for worrying about me," Clarissa replied as she forced herself to smile. To be honest, he was eager to leave the meeting room to the special room he used to make love with his husband. Breaking down a body that feels tired even though it was just sitting sweetly on a chair. However, she is not a weak woman so her dreams are only limited to imagination and there is no intention to be realized.

At exactly twelve o'clock in the afternoon, the meeting with the client was finally over. The four clients were quite satisfied with the explanation conveyed by Sean, then a cooperation agreement was established between the two companies.

"I hope we can work well together, Mr. Sean. Hopefully this cooperation continues to be established even though the project being planned has been realized." One of the silvery-haired clients shook Sean's hand.

Sean received the middle-aged man's helping hand. I hope so too, Sir."

Then, the silvery-haired man turned his gaze towards Clarissa who was standing next to Sean. "Mister Sean's presentation was quite stunning. I'm sure there must be some interference from Miss Clarissa, right, is that my guess?"

Clarissa chuckled softly and replied, "You're praising me too much, Sir. The power point displayed in front was indeed made by me. However, it all means nothing if someone who gives an explanation does not have a god-level skill like Mr. Sean. It takes skill and understanding until the person understands what I write."

Clarissa smiled sweetly when she heard the praise given to her. Don't want a big head when someone praises him.

Highlights full of longing eyes accompanied by a smile that continued to be engraved on the corner of the lips made Sean clenched his palms to show smooth muscles protruding on the back of the hand. A little upset because there is someone who blatantly praised the ability of the secretary as well as his wife. The chest of the fireworks is accompanied by the roar of hunting breath.

Gawat, there seems to be a bull running amok in this room if I don't get there immediately, said Ibrahim. Seeing the unnatural gurgle sourced from the boss, he was very sure that Sean was currently jealous because there was someone who praised his beloved wife in front of him.

Not wanting to waste too long, Ibrahim got up and stepped quickly to approach the group of people. "Excuse me, Mr. Sean, just got a message from Mr. Antonio, saying that you've been waiting in the room right now." Deliberately lying for the good of everyone. Not knowing what would happen if Sean got emotional and vent his frustration. It might be possible that this cooperation plan ended and the company's reputation was destroyed just because of blind jealousy.

Realizing that he had to rush out of Anderson Group's office, the silvery-haired man said, "Alright, then excuse me first. Again, I hope we can work well together." Shake Sean's hand before leaving the room.

"Sure, sir," replied Sean briefly. There was no friendly smile on his face. There was only a flat face with no expression.

After the departure of the four clients, Sean stared intently at Clarissa who was still smiling to let go of the client. "Don't give your sweet smile to another man! I don't like to see it!" The man sizzled slowly. Jealousy is still controlling men of mixed American blood.

Clarissa glanced at Sean. Put a small bag containing a laptop on the table. Then she put her hand on her husband's shoulder. "Even though I smile to all the men of this earth, but my heart and love are for you alone, my dear. You are the only one I love in this world. So, please, don't be angry again, okay?" Persuading the man before her not to get angry anymore.

Sean clucked in annoyance. "Ck! Still I don't like it. Especially when the old man looks at you with a longing gaze. I just want to beat up that ugly face!"

Clarissa's laughter broke right then and there. It was so hard, he wanted to go to the toilet. "Gosh, Honey. You're jealous of that guy." Now, Clarissa's fingers rub both of Sean's jaws gently. "If you don't like it then later this incident will not happen again. You're not angry anymore, are you?"

Sean thrust his right cheek and said, "Give me a kiss here then I won't be angry anymore." Sulked like a child who asked to buy ice cream by his mother.

Without saying much, Clarissa obeyed Sean's wishes.

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