Trapped in Jorell's Love
Chapter 31 - I'm leaving

Margaret was back home after a few days out of town. Jorell looked at his mother and asked her to speak.

"Ma, I want to talk."

"Speak what? About company? Are there any obstacles while mom is away?"

Jorell.

"Then?"

"I know what you're doing out of town. Mama threatened Mazaya again right? Enough Ma! Don't make Mazaya's life difficult anymore. I was wrong. I came to see him, not him. I should have been punished not him."

Margaret smiled wryly. The boy still likes Mazaya.

"Alright, because you said you wanted to be punished. Mama grant. You're a parenthetical mom at home, can't come out at all. About work everything will be brought home. For the meeting outside will be represented by your brother."

After saying that Margaret went into her room. He threw a vase of flowers perched on his desk. Anger and anger began to dominate him because what he expected was messy.

Even so, what he said must have happened. Evidently with Jorell who is now dragged into his room and the door was locked from the outside by the bodyguard. The door will open, if the dirty secretary comes also the waiter who delivers food.

Jorell who was inside looked towards the window that showed his courtyard. He sighed. It seems like her plan to rebel against the mother would be difficult.

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Day after day, month after month, Jorell was in confinement. It is like being full and having no purpose. Even access to information about Mazaya has been cut off. He no longer knows how the woman he loves is. Even the older brother is only allowed to enter only 1 hour a day.

Jefrey could only look at the door of her sister's room sadly. He was really angry and disappointed in the mother who forced his will too much. But, if he helped now, he was also afraid that Jorell would get more out of this.

"You're Jorell. But, big brother promised, big brother will keep a close eye on Mazaya from afar for you."

Jeffrey stepped down the stairs and saw his mother eating alone at the large dining table. Jeffrey sat there and started talking.

"Until he himself asks mom not to lock him up. My own brother asked to be punished. Yes, my mother followed her wish."

"But mama still bothers Mazaya, it's not fair ma'am. Jorell was locked up in the house."

"Curtain! Apparently you're always watching that woman too. Did Jorell ask you?"

"It was of my own accord. Jorell never asked for anything from me. He even obeyed all my mother's wishes."

"Except about the woman."

Margaret put the sandwich in her mouth and chewed it out and wiped her mouth with a tissue.

"If you only want to talk about that woman. Mama doesn't want to! Doesn't matter!"

"Ma! Mama!" jefrey shouted as her mother walked out of the house somewhere.

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In his room, when his work was done. Jorell began drawing Mazaya's face on the blank paper before him. Imagine the sweet smile Mazaya had once shown.

One by one, Mazaya's face was perfectly drawn. In the last part is her hair.

"This is all I can see now. I hope you're there, living a better life. I don't know why I don't have the courage to walk towards you anymore. I was too afraid to hurt and trouble you again. I'm gonna go."

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