De Lawrence: Ambition of the Past
A Memory Brief

Ellard ate his food with a puff. When he came out of his room to their breakfast place, he had witnessed the intimacy of a couple who did not know this place.

"When was he here?" Appointing Xavier in surprise.

"Why? I can't see my wife?" ketus Xavier's.

"I didn't say that!" ellard answered no less tightly while sitting in his chair, then grabbed his knife and fork.

"Today meet the great sir.h I told you you'd follow" Jessie said.

"Ck, you should have said I'm not coming!"

"You want to fight your grandfather?"

"No!"

"Then obey." Jessie smiled and looked annoying in Ellard's eyes.

"You're with me, right?"

"You've been this big, but only this bravery of yours? Ck!" Xavier's Cibir.

"Hey!"

"DON'T!!" Jessie glared in annoyance. See they have been the attention of many.

"This place is not a private space! Shut your fucking mouth!" hiss Jessie on both.

Their hobby is fighting. If you meet rarely to get along!

"I'll be coming, but not for long. Eat, " Jessie said again.

They eat quietly. Xavier occasionally glanced at his more silent wife today. Soon a waiter approached their table.

Jessie immediately watched. Not that waiters, but something he carried.

"Hyva huomenta, naiset ja herrat (Good morning, ladies and gentlemen)," said the waiters.

"This is our best ice cream. Since you guys were our first customers this morning, just think of it as a gift." Waiters was smiling kindly. After placing three bowls of ice cream on the table, the waiters withdrew.

"What a coincidence!" Ellard glee.

"Do you like ice cream?" ask Xavier.

"Some of them didn't?" Enough to answer the question.

While the two are busy arguing, no one notices Jessie's strange behavior.

The woman clenched her hands under the table with sweat beginning to drench around her temples.

"I want ice cream at that convenience store!"

"You still have a bag of ice cream here."

"No want! I want that one!"

Brakk!!

"Xaviere!!"

Jessie flinches from her daydream with her heart racing so fast that she accidentally drops a glass of water on the table, leaving Xavier and Ellard shocked.

"Jess! What's up?" Xavier was immediately anxious.

Jessie did not reply, instead staring at the broken glass scattered on the floor which was now immediately cleaned by the waiter who came.

The shards instantly recalled an old incident where Xavier lay unconscious with blood-coated glass strewn around him.

"Jess!" The second call finally restores Jessie's consciousness.

"I don't want ice cream" Jessie muttered involuntarily with her head shaking.

Ellard and Xavier did not ask, but Ellard immediately devoured his ice cream quickly and brought two more ice cream to the waiters.

"Eat it for you." Then back to his desk.

"Want a break?" ask Xavier gently.

"Uncle Edgar has picked me up. You just take a break, no need to accompany me." Without waiting any longer, the teenager left immediately.

"Come on." Xavier stood up. Jessie according despite being in a daze.

"Sorry," Jessie muttered again after they entered the hotel room.

Xavier. If he does not see the condition, maybe he has railed his wife with many questions.

Jessie looked at him. Her little hands touched her face. Jessie remembered very well when these eyes were closed even though she was shouting to call out to him. His hands were also covered in blood as he encapsulated Xavier's face in his arms.

Then Xavier grabbed it, giving a brief peck in his hand.

"I always forgive you." I don't know what his mistake was.

Jessie smiled thinly. "Whatever I do?"

Xavier nodded. "As long as you don't leave me."

Jessie speechless. Had Xavier known if he had ever left, would this man have hated him?

"Is it better?" ask Xavier.

"Why don't you want to ask me?"

"I'll wait for you to tell me."

"Sorry..."

"All right." Xavier put on a smile.

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