My Poor Secretary's
Part 157's
“No, I'll see him now. I'll hold my nausea.” Gwen rejects her prospective-in-law's invitation asking her to postpone meeting Danzel. He was impatient to convey everything including happy news if he currently contains the flesh and blood of the CEO of Patt Group.
“Alright if that's what you want, you don't have to hold back if you want to vomit, just take it out,” Mommy Megan replied. Where can pregnant people withstand the turmoil in the stomach that is like being stirred. She was also pregnant so knew what it was like at that time.
Gwen nodded. “Danzel room is where?”
“Amost back.” Mommy Megan pointed to a hallway containing the ranks of her family room.
“I'll go right there.” Gwen was about to swing her leg, but her hand was already blocked by Mommy Megan.
“Wait a minute.” Mommy Megan asks Gwen to sit for a while while she goes somewhere.
Not long after, the woman who gave birth to the successor of the CEO of Patt Group was back again by carrying a drug and mineral water in the glass. “Take this and give it to Danzel, surely she's drunk,” she asked. He offered hangover relief drugs due to excessive drinking.
Gwen made no sound, only a nod of her head in response.
“I will monitor you from afar,” said Mommy Megan while stroking the top of Gwen's head. He wanted to give his son and his future son-in-law space to talk to each other from heart to heart.
“I saw him first.” Gwen walked up from the seat made of wood. Her legs swung towards the room that Mommy Megan had just told her about.
Gwen knocked on the door three times, but there was no word from within. “Danzel, I'm in, yes?” his permission.
Still not hearing the man's answer, Gwen ventured to open the door. “Has she gone again?” muttered.
Gwen's legs turned to approach the bathroom in Danzel's private room. His hand knocked again to make sure that the man was inside. “Danzel, honey, are you inside?”
Stay quiet no one says. “What he really intends to mening—” Gwen's speech stopped when her ear caught a loud voice from outside the house.
“Argh ..!”
Danzel's voice screamed so loudly that Gwen left the room. He opened the door that connected to the back porch of the house. And yes, it turns out that the man was there.
Gwen did not go straight to Danzel, her heart was torn apart when she saw the condition of the man who seemed frustrated.
“Argh ..!” Again Danzel yelled out anger. “Why can't I forget it! She's a wife of a non-widow!” Both of his hands ruffled his hair until it was very messy. “Come out of my mind!” And she also grabbed her own hair.
A longing mixed with guilt began to strike Gwen's heart. It did not feel like he let out a drop of tears and bit his lower lip to keep the stuffing from escaping.
“You've tortured yourself to forget me?” muttered Gwen assessed the situation being viewed. He didn't get close to Danzel, but went inside again to find a jacket.
Danzel was sitting on the porch shirtless, letting the body feel the cold, skin-piercing air to disguise the pain of a self-disappointed heart.
Of course Gwen did not stay silent, she could not bear to see the man shivering out there because of her. And after getting the jacket he was looking for, his legs swung back to meet Danzel.