
"Helena, can we talk together?" damian asked with serious eyes, the question was to stop the laughter between Helena and Jilliana.
"Well, if you guys want to talk to each other, mommy's going to the kitchen." Mommy Jilliana said.
"Don't want to ah, just talk later. I want to help my aunt first" Helena said quickly, seeing the seriousness shown by Damian just made her feel scared. He would continue to avoid it if he wanted to talk about the poor woman.
Truly, Helena will not let Damian confess the relationship to everyone, including her own.
"Let's Tan," Helena asked, she even directly hugged Helena's aunt's arm and pulled her to head for the kitchen, leaving the Peace just like that.
But Helena's attitude like this, jutsru makes Damian more convinced by his own thinking. First, Helena had secretly loved it all along. Second, perhaps Helena already knew about her relationship with Ains.
That's why suddenly, the match between the two of them was talked about.
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After dinner, Damian pulls Helena into his office, without waiting for her approval.
Helena who was shocked had revolted, but she was out of steam and was now locked inside this room.
"Do you like me, Hel?" ask Damian directly, without further ado.
A question that inexplicably hurt Helena's self-esteem. He fell silent under his eyes that opened wider and wider.
"Why did Brother Damian ask me this?" helena replied then, after she had swallowed her own saliva with great difficulty. Try not to look nervous, as hard as possible to hide the feelings that he had been alone in the heart.
If Damian gets to know about her feelings, Helena is perfectly sure that Damian will take some distance from her.
"Jawab, have you liked me all this time? Then ask about this matchmaking on your papa?"
"No, why can Damian accuse me like that? I was also surprised when papa talked about our matchmaking. I just don't want to let them down because that's what trying to accept it is." Helena is at length.
"But I can't Hel, because I already have a lover," Damian replied plainly.
Helena who was surprised until she almost staggered her body, she took one step back to find balance.
"Really? Why not say it straight away when our family is talking about this matchmaking?" helena replied with a barely even voice. Go back and pretend not to know everything.
"I don't have a chance to talk, because you always cut me off" Damian replied.
Helena smiled wryly, "Who is that woman? Damian should have introduced me. He and I could be friends."
Damian stared at Helena intensely, trying to find honesty from the shaky look in his eyes.
"If Damian already has a lover, I'll tell mom and dad to forget about this match," Helena said again, smiling as if she was happy about the news.
Damian would never know that his heart was rumbling with signs of anger, his hands clenched tightly to vent all the resentment.
"This is what I want to hear from you" Damian replied.
Helena tried to smile wider, trying to show her cheerfulness again. "Son Damian should introduce her to me next time" Helena said.
And this time Damian only answered him with a small nod of his head.
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Helana left the workspace first. Repeatedly he threw out his breath violently to calm down. But as much as he tried in fact still could not repel the anger that was in his heart.
Just be a jallang, don't ever dream of having Brother Damian! Helena wrote in the short message, not just the message, she also sent out a picture she edited. It was as if she and Damian were kissing each other in a room.
When she saw the message had been read by the poor woman, Helena could finally put a smile on her lips.
I'm quite satisfied with this.
You should be self-aware! Grumpy Helena.
He immediately headed to Rachel's room and prepared to rest.
Meanwhile at Ainsley's house, she still keeps staring at the short messages she can get. The focus is not on the intimate photo, but on the one name that makes his heart beat.
Damians.
Brother Damian.
Oh my God, Ainsley's mind is soft. It used to seem like he had misheard when someone mentioned Demian's name. But now he clearly read the name in this short message.
Damian and brother Ford.
Lynford Damian.
Ainsley continued to say the name, until he did not realize that his eyes were now glazed. As if it was impossible, it was as if this was just his own delusion.
Is it true that someone who has always been connected to him is someone he always calls in prayer. May Brother Damian be safe, may brother Damian be happy, may brother Damian not be traumatized, may brother Damian still remember me.
"Ainsley, why are you, son?" aunt Ema asked in an anxious tone, the children were already asleep and she saw Ainsley still sitting alone in the living room. Even more surprised when he saw Ainsley who looked like he wanted to cry.
Asked like that Ainsley could not answer, he was still between certain and unsure.
Is it true that Brother Ford is his Damian brother?
Ainsley cried and shook her head.
"No-no Bi, I don't know why I suddenly cried, either" Ainsley replied.
Auntie Ema hugged Ainsley tightly?
"You tired? Then rest, tomorrow-tomorrow do not need to guard the store first. Let aunt replace."
"No Bi, I'm not tired."
"Then don't cry, you worry aunt." Auntie Ema wanted to cry too if she saw Ainsley crying.
Aunt Ema is the one who knows best how Ainsley struggles to make their lives better. Really, Aunt Ema didn't want Ainsley to feel sad, she also wanted to see a happy Ainsley. Looking at Ainsley who was thinking about her own life, no longer thinking of anyone else.
"Well Bi, I won't cry anymore" said Ainsley, wiping her own tears quickly.
"Wash your face and rest, tomorrow auntie will cook your favorite meal."
Ainsley nodded and nibbled her lower lip firmly, refraining from crying anymore.
No, brother Ford must not be my brother Damian . Inner Ainsley, he tried to reject all the facts on behalf of it.
But his heart could not, his heart still insisted on wanting to know.
The only thing I can do to make sure of this is to look for the mark on Ford's right hand.
Existing or not.