“Can you please give me your number?” the receptionist with her pretty round eyes asked expectantly.“I’ll ask my wife and then give you the answer,” Jim said and kept walking.She didn’t follow him anymore. “Hmph, just because he looks ‘a little’ pretty, he thinks so highly of himself.” She went back to her desk. “I couldn’t stop him. I hope he won’t bother Mr. Austin too much. I’ll definitely trouble him when he’s exiting the building.”On the top floor, Jim stepped out of the elevator, and he caught many eyes.Many people kept looking at him without even blinking, especially women. As he walked past them, they began to gossip, wondering who he was. They thought he came to talk with the boss, but Jim eventually stopped by Rena’s room.“Why did he stop at her room?”“That workaholic has been on a luck streak lately, hasn’t she?”“Maybe he’s got the wrong room?”“I hope so.”While most eyes were still locked to Jim, he knocked a couple of times before entering the room.Rena, who was
Jim and Rena entered the elevator. The two of them were alone inside, so Jim said, “Do you feel bad?”Rena didn’t say anything.“I don’t,” Jim’s words surprised her. “When I used to work at Drake’s, there were customers who mocked my dad for not cooking foods how they preferred. They called him a useless chef, when I think he’s one of the best chefs that ever walked the earth. When someone like him receives insults and does not fight back, why should I, who's not even a tenth as skillful as him, feel hurt by how others perceive of me when I told them the truth? There will always be those who’ll laugh at me whether I tell them I’m a house-husband or a chef at some restaurant. So, I think the best thing to do is to not let others validate our life.” He gently curled his arm around her shoulder. “As long as we both understand each other, nothing will come in between us. Not even air.” He turned her and pressed her body against his body.“There’s a camera here, Jim,” Rena uttered almost e
As Jim and Rena exited the company building, the guard saluted to them. It was his way of apologizing for trying to stop Jim. The guard also had great respect for Rena because she once stopped Austin from removing from his job because he was chewing a bubble gum while standing guard.Jim was very happy right now, not because the guard saluted him but because he was going to sit in the Lamborghini with his wife. How wonderful and cool will this journey be? Just thinking about it made butterflies do hip-hop dance in his heart.As expected, Rena went to her car, and he quickly opened the door for her.“You want to drive?” Rena asked.“Me?” Jim was very surprised. “I… I never drove a luxury car. I don’t know how to…”“It’s no big deal,” Rena said. She was also in a very happy mood. “I will tell you, so you just have to follow my words.”“If you say so,” Jim nodded. While sitting on the side when his wife was driving may give him a good feeling, this option felt much more exciting. Jim wan
When was the last time Jim had suffered a stomach ache and had to rush for the toilet? He didn’t remember. It probably never happened after he reached his adolescence because he stopped eating junk food before he even grew a mustache.However, right now, there was no bathroom around, and Jim had to run into nature. He didn’t care if there was a beer or an elk in the woods. He had to release the pressure cooking in his lower abdomen, or he was afraid of doing the worst possible thing a grown man could do.Jim went a bit far from the car so that nobody would be able to see or hear his noises. And his bottom blasted everything out like a water pump, and the noise was uncontrollable. The flow was unstoppable. For two whole minutes, it was like a one-sided show. All Jim could do was let his intestines do the work.Just when he thought it was over, and he should start wiping his ass, his stomach would growl again, forcing him to keep in his squatting position. The problem wasn’t that he cou
Jim's intestines weren’t cutting him any slack. Neither did his stomach. Both hurt quite a bit, making it impossible for him to finish the dreadful job in the bushes and return to his car so that he could go home and drink something and rest for the rest of the day. After all, he didn’t believe he could converse with Carsen given how terribly he was feeling at the moment. Suddenly, he heard the sound of something crashing in the distance. He couldn’t see anything, but he definitely heard it. Even after Joe had taken his powers away, the noise was still clearly audible. That little shock he received was able to stop the pain in his stomach. He wanted to make sure if Rena was safe or not. Forcing bearing all the pain in his gut, he immediately plucked as much grass and leaves he could find and wiped his ass. He couldn’t wipe hard because that little stimulation was stirring his intestines again. Nevertheless, he did his best to finish his job and then put his pants back on before scut
[Do you want to stick to your useless pride? Or do you want to be a good boy and listen to my advice?] Joe further questioned Jim in Jim’s unconscious world which was dark at the moment. [Will you be fine if you lose your wife and everyone because you didn’t like to follow my mission and chose to walk however you wanted?] [The bad guy has just pointed a gun at Rena.] Anne quickly said, her smaller light flickering as if showing her unstable emotion right now. [You should just agree to Joe’s demands, Jim, or Rena will die!] Joe and Anne’s words really forced Jim. “Fine, but I have one condition.” [What is it?] Joe asked. “If my aunt never met the black magician, or she never causes any major trouble in the future, I will not take my revenge on her,” Jim said. “Am I clear?” [You really are a tricky bastard, aren’t you?] Joe’s voice contained more excitement than anger. “If my aunt is really bad as you think, then she’s definitely going to make my life difficult sooner or later,” Ji
At Lola’s house. Carsen told Lola about the case that Jim had filed on the police officers for brutally torturing and humiliating him in the police station instead of taking him to the court. Lola was surprised, but not as much as her husband. “He looked fine to me, though,” Marc said. “Will the court really believe that he’s wounded?” “There’s an audio recording of the whole incident, and he’s also taken pictures when he had those wounds,” Carsen said. “We have sufficient, no, solid proof that can prove the officers guilty. This case is going to be big because half a dozen officers will at least be suspended and at worst will be sent to jail.” “And why are you telling this to us, mister?” Marc didn’t speak respectfully to Carsen because he still didn’t know who Carsen exactly was. “Why didn’t Jim tell us this?” “Because he didn’t want you to feel anxious,” Carsen said. “That’s the only reason I can think of. This can easily turn into a high-profile case because we’re going to be
Jim opened his eyes and found himself in a dark room, wearing nothing but shorts. He checked his hand, and his wedding ring was gone, but the other ring stayed.His gut still ached as if gas was pricking his diaphragm, but it was actually the pain from the battle he had with Stanley, a one-sided one at that.Jim’s expression slowly but surely dullened as he remembered Rena. What might have happened to her? Did she really die?“Anne, can you hear me?” he asked but received no response. “Joe?” he asked, but the same was the result. Were they purposely keeping silent, or were they unable to answer? He didn’t know.With effort, he got up to his feet and walked up to the door, which was the only thing that was faintly glowing in the room. He touched it and was suddenly electrocuted. It wasn’t to the point to kill him but make him greatly suffer.Jim managed to move back just in time. If he had stayed in contact with the door for a few more seconds, his heart might have really stopped.Jim