Merried With Mr. Millionaires
Old Man Alana
“Straighten your legs!”
Alana follows Jordan's orders to straighten her legs. Now Alana notices Jordan changing the bandage on her leg.
“Make sure the process is always dry, so that your wounds are healed!”
“Good sir.”
Jordan stopped his activities and looked at Alana. “Jordan, call me Jordan! When we both.”
“Good tu-“ saw Jordan give a sharp look quickly Alana corrected him, “Jordan.”
“Good gril.” Praise Jordan and refocus on the wounds on Alana's legs.
“Aaaw,” ringis Alana as Jordan smears something on the wound on her leg.
“Sick?” asked Jordan with a worried tone.
Alana smiled as she nodded her head in response.
Jordan applied her ointment very carefully so that her girl did not squeal in pain like just now. “Done,” Jordan got up from his seat to store Alana's ointment on the nightstand.
“Thank you ... Jordan.”
“Just thank you, nothing else?”
Alana shook her head, “What does Jordan want?”
Alana's words sounded very stiff when she said her name, maybe the girl was not used to it. “Hear your story, after the departure of your parents!”
Alana gulped her saliva with great difficulty, actually she did not like to share the bitter story of her life. But now that this young master was already too kind to her, there was a sense of unease if to reject her. “Four years ago, precisely when my school graduation, Dad and Mom had an accident. Their lives are not helped,” said Alana while bowing her head.
The pain ran through her heart, she tried to endure her turmoil so as not to cry in front of Jordan. “After that I have to find a job, capitalize on a High School diploma. Because the government has not financed PNS children who have graduated from school.”
“So Your Dad PNS?” Jordan begins to wonder about Alana's story.
“Iya, one of the teachers at the level as low as basic.”
“Continue!” nathan's Word.
“After applying for a job I was only accepted to work as a shopkeeper. Unfortunately working as a shopkeeper did not meet my needs, because I had to pay rent.” Alana broke her body, she stared at the ceiling of her room.
“Before had, but sold by my uncle. He said to pay the debt of the care of Father and Mother while in the hospital.”
Jordan noticed Alana's face was different than usual, he knew that Alana's life was not young after the departure of her parents.
“When do you work in my company?”
“One year ago, previously I also worked in another office so office girl also.”
Jordan slid her body beside Alana. “Absolutely you have no other talent?”
Alana shook her head, but not for long she smiled, “I have talent.”
“What's your talent?” Jordan tilted his head looking at Alana's face.
“Hanging out on wanet for hours, hehe.” Alana chuckles at her absurd thoughts.
Anxious Jordan pinched Alana's nose between her fingers and pulled her until Alana grimaced in pain.
“Sick sir!” moaning Alana while rubbing her nose.
“I'm not stupid Alana, it's not talent!” firmly Jordan.
Alana pursed her lips, “Iya I know, I have no talent whatsoever. That's why I only work as I can!”
“You should have sold your body to me!”
Alana rounded her eyes, she pinched Jordan's waist very strongly. “I'm not the cheap woman you think I am. I still have my pride!” alana said out loud.
But now Alana closed her eyes, “My price was gone when you took my crown.”
Jordan heard Alana's trembling voice, holding back the cries. She carried Alana into her arms, hugging her girl very tightly.