De Lawrence: Ambition of the Past
Ending
"What's wrong with your face?" Rachel nodded in wonder.
"What's wrong with my face?" jessie replied, unaware that her face had been unfriendly since.
"You're beautiful!" said Rachel panted.
"Xavier's not coming down?"
"If he's hungry, he'll go down by himself. No need to be spoiled must be served continuously," he said.
Rachel stared in silence. In addition to Xavier who began to strange, Jessie also had openly showed her emotions. It's easy to read it now.
"He's making trouble?"
"Why ask me?! Just ask her."
"Why scold me!" Rachel ruffled her waist.
"I'm not angry. Mom asked a lot." Jessie grabbed a glass of water and held it up.
"Well, I'm not asking anymore!" Take a glass of water.
Both became quiet. No one talks to each other anymore.
"JESSIE!"
The so-called name immediately clucked, but Jessie just let. The woman picked up the plate on the table, preparing to eat. These emotions make her stomach hungry.
Nah! Who is emotional!
"JESS! WHERE'RE YOU?" Xavier's voice was approaching.
"Here!" Not Jessie, but Rachel. Jessie still has ears.
"I'm looking for you in the room. Why not wait for me?" Xavier pulls up the chair next to his wife.
"I'm hungry, '" he said.
Xavier pinched confusedly, then looked at the mother who was raising her shoulders.
"Did my phone fall off earlier when you brought my clothes." His phone is not in a normal state like it was a while ago. Cracks in the screen make Xavier confused.
"Hm, accidentally thrown."
***
Jessie, half-lying, kept an eye on Xavier who was receiving a call from someone on the balcony. Seeing Xavier walk away from her as soon as the call sounded made Jessie even more upset.
Xavier who realized being watched on was just smiling silently. The man turned off his call and approached Jessie in bed playing his phone.
"Hey!" squeak Jessie as Xavier snatches her phone and throws it on the couch.
"I'm tired. Tell me something," he asked.
"You sick?" hardiknya, trying to move Xavier's position. The man hugged her tightly.
"Tell me about the couple."
"What pair?" Jessie is flustered.
Relax this guy. He is upset himself!
"The place you put the flowers."
"Place ap—" Did not continue his speech. Jessie looked at Xavier with her. The man just smiled, "did you see it?"
"What does it end up like. Happy or sad ending?" tanya Xavier ignored Jessie's question.
"Say! You seen her?" Jessie did not give up. The woman's gaze was a little strange.
Xavier clucked. "No. I just passed by and heard you talking to yourself" she explained. "You don't want to share a story?"
Jessie turned her face away, avoiding Xavier's gaze.
"Jessie?" Xavier got up, grabbed Jessie's face to face her.
"What!" Lower Xavier's hand.
Xavier looked at him deeply. He is sure not wrong to see if Jessie's eyes can be teary. But again the woman managed to hide it. His face changed in a matter of seconds.
Xavier was getting curious about this woman.
"Nothing." He turned back his body, put his head on Jessie's lap.
"Xavier!" his protest.
"I told you, tell me something."
"I'm not good at telling stories!"
It was Xavier the little boy who had to be read a bedtime story!
"Just tell me what you know about the couple. I wonder the end of the story."
It's comfortable in this guy's position!
"You're just curious at the end of the story, right? Then I'll tell you ...."
" .... They are happy with their own path!"
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