Trapped in Crazy CEO Desire
Curious

Rise and fall emotions Kejora face the current situation. Finn did not answer the question but rather discussed things that are not important. Kejora did not care about how many pairs of eyes were looking at him, even unknowingly over there was someone watching him closely.

“Kejora, lower your voice. It's not good to hear people. Look, everybody's watching us right now. We'll talk somewhere else, okay?” take Finn directly to reach for Kejora's hand to let him leave the room. However, Kejora reluctantly complies and brushes Finn's hand firmly.

“Why? Are you afraid that everyone knows that you're a cheat?” Little Kejora looked at her lover.

Finn shook his head. “Kejora, not like that. I'll explain but not here, okay?”

“Why indeed? Aren't you cheating yourself? You even slept with him. Don't you look naive to blame Finn?” Mega replied to the Kejora speech arrogantly.

The shock frowned. How does the woman know about her life. While he did not say this other than Finn and the person concerned, even his own family did not know about the matter. But why would that woman know?

“Why? Are you starting to lose face?” Mega walked closer to Kejora with both hands folded in front of the chest.

“What is the right mention for women who sleep with other men even though they still have a lover? ******?”

Kejora could not bear, unexpectedly his hand slapped a hard slap into Mega's cheek. This made Mega complain of pain. Finn who saw it held both shoulders of Mega and saw how the former slap of Kejora.

“Kejora, have you gone crazy?!” jolt Finn.

“Yes, I'm crazy! Why, are you ashamed of dating a lunatic like me, huh? That's why you left me, right? Yes, right?!”

“Don't childish, Kejora!”

Again and again Finn's words took Kejora by storm. The Kejora could only sigh at all the pleadings his lover had made.

“Finn, do you know how your face looked when I slapped it? You're worried, you're afraid of losing her. Then what about me? Aren't you at all worried and afraid that I'm leaving?” ask Kejora sissy.

Finn just fell silent, without a word he looked away. It was clear enough to prove that Finn had erased himself in his heart. Kejora smiled wryly, the pain of his heart accepting this truth. How worried she was and Finn's warm embrace of the woman explained that the Kejora had no role.

“I already know the answer now. Thank you for filling my void all along. I will not regret this decision. We're over, Finn.”

The Kejora walked backwards and as fast as lightning went from there with a high sense of disappointment. Not expecting if someone he strongly believes, even to dismiss the advice of others deminya turned out to be the figure who has the most role in terms of giving wounds.

Not all of it escaped Nicholas' sight. Seeing the Kejora leave after making a mess makes Nicholas become aware of the reason for what caused the woman to appear moody and continue insisting on going home. Nicholas smiled curiously, gulping down the rest of the drink in his glass as he looked towards Finn and Mega who looked mediocre.

The Kejora walked without direction down the street. He doesn't know where to go and what to do. Since that day Kejora has promised herself not to cry for a man like Finn. However, this time Kejora betrayed his promise.

Less alert to the uneven surface of the road, Kejora's legs slipped causing her to fall hard. Corridor was stirring in pain, he saw his palm being scratched the edge of the road until it was injured. He was about to get up, but unfortunately his legs hurt and the bottom of the heels he was wearing broke. The cruelty hit hard on the shoulder of the road using her hands, angry with everything she felt now.

“The more I hold back, why does it feel any more painful?” The cruelty complains. “No, this doesn't hurt. But it hurts so much.”

The cruelty can no longer hold back. She cried.

The wailing from the woman who lost one pillar of her encouragement in the moment she felt that life had always been unfair to her sounded quite stifling. The wrong kind of cruelty here, closing the ears of others for the sake of something that's actually uncertain.

However, is it wrong for the Kejora to hope for someone to make himself happy at a time when the universe is always cramming him with various problems?

“Sweetest. Though the price of these heels is very expensive.”

Kejora turned his head, finding Nicholas by his side while holding the broken heels.

“I'm sorry. I accidentally broke it,” said Kejora full of guilt.

Nicholas put the heels back, then turned to look at the guilt-ridden Kejora. “Basic, stupid.”

Kejora looked up when he saw the man scolding him.

“Do you like to lie to yourself?” ask Nicholas. “For what restraint? Do you think by pretending like this you'll look stronger? No, you'll be more fragile.”

Nicholas was silent while watching the silence of the woman in front of him. His eyes accidentally caught a wound on the palm of Kejora. Nicholas also knew that Kejora's leg was dislocated from the fall, because he followed Kejora from behind after his departure.

Without a word, Nicholas approached and held Kejora's body in his carrier. It makes Kejora confused as well as shocked. He didn't know why Nicholas suddenly carried him like this.

“Why are you doing this?” ask the scared Kejora.

“You can walk by yourself?”

Kejora. “My leg seems sprained.”

“Then why are you still asking?” cynical Nicholas.

Kejora. Shut up in Nicholas's sling until he's finally put in the car. Along the way Kejora only fell silent while occasionally glancing at Nicholas who looked seriously driving. The man's aura made Kejora slightly lose her guts.

Upon his arrival at home, Nicholas again carried the body of Kejora into the house. At that moment, Kejora did not stop looking at Nicholas' face from below. Kejora felt the warmth of what the man had done to him. For this time, Kejora feels that Nich is a little better than usual.

Nicholas puts Kejora's body on the couch, while he picks up the medicine box and returns after getting it.

“Where are your hands?” Nicholas takes medicine to treat a wound on the hands of Kejora. Unlike the Kejora who looked at Nicholas fixedly.

“You should be proud of your wounds.”

Kejora. “Why?”

“This is called the wound of victory.” Nicholas stared at the. “You won over yourself. You've managed to escape the pain.”

The more the vile looks at Nicholas inside. Before Nicholas wrapped the gauze in his hand and cleaned the medicine box. Somehow Kejora felt that Nicholas' words had a point. Feeling sick for a moment to welcome a new, better story, it never hurts.

“Thank you,” say Kejora.

“It's not free. I'll add my service and medical expenses to your debt bill.”

Kejora was not upset, he even chuckled.

“Your words are right. I blinded my eyes and ears too much for an obscure person. You're right, he's not as good as I imagined. I remember how you used to curse me. Even every day you always scold me,” Kejora said accompanied by a smile.

However, a second later he recalled that Nicholas had lost his memory. “Ah, sorry. I forgot that you lost your memory.”

Nicholas stared intensely. Behind her busyness of clearing the medicine box was a mysterious smile that rose on her lips.

“But I'm still confused, why did you suddenly lose your memory? Your body is healthy, no accident. If because I hit your head using a sleeping lamp it feels impossible, it's been a long time his amnesia is only now.”

Nicholas squinted. “You hit me?”

Nervousness. “T-no. I mean why am I the only one forgotten? You remember Hans, but you forgot me. Wh why? Are you faking amnesia in front of me?”

Nicholas looked at the woman in front of him who seemed to have a high curiosity about his life. Nicholas approached, leaning his body closer to the Kejora. Making Kejora round her eyes in fear with that mysterious smile.

“Why? Are you very curious about me? If you come into my life, I can't make sure you can escape. Are you up to it?”

Nicholas grinning.

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