Michel frantically tried to open the car, helping Nesya who was currently unconscious. Blood flowed from the woman's forehead, causing her to lose consciousness. Several people who were there were just watching, trying to see what Michel was doing."Please help me, the car door is locked from the inside." Only then did some people approach, trying to help and open the locked car door."This woman is my friend." Michel immediately carried Nesya out after the car door was successfully tampered with by several people. The man immediately took Nesya away from there. The people who were there gave way to Michel, so Michel easily got out of the crowd of people.Daniel, who saw Michel heading towards the car carrying a woman, immediately got out of the car."Quickly open the door." Michel looked panicked, so did Daniel who panicked too and quickly opened the car door. "What happened to Miss Nesya, sir?" Daniel finally knew who the woman Michel was carrying was."We don't have much time. Get
Michel and Daniel were still faithfully waiting in front of the room where Nesya was currently being treated by a doctor."Why is it taking so long, Daniel? I think it's been almost 30 minutes since the doctor came out." Michel was seen complaining when he felt that he had sat on the waiting chair for a long time. His gaze looked at the closed door of the room, then sighed.Daniel, who heard Michel's complaint, smiled and said, "Shouldn't Mr. Michel just go home? Maybe Mr. Alberto is waiting for Mr. Michel, Mr. Alberto also said that Mr. Michel should not miss dinner." Daniel remembered Mr. Alberto's message earlier. "So... I'll just wait for Miss Nesya, sir," Daniel continued looking at Michel who was currently holding a cell phone."No need to worry, Daniel, I already told Daddy about this." Michel picked up his phone, indicating that he had sent a message to Alberto.Daniel nodded, and the man chose to readjust his position, sitting firmly beside Michel the superior.Moments later,
"Brion, are you at home?"Brion, who was just about to sit down on the chair where the man usually sat, looked confusedly at Alberto. "So what if I'm home, Dad?" Brion pulled the chair and sat on it.While Meyla also pulled up one of the chairs there, her gaze accidentally fell on Chaterine who gave her a disapproving look. Meyla could only nod her head at Chatherine, but a second later Chatherine looked away and instead grabbed a glass of water and drank it.Chaterine swallowed her saliva and started to sit on the chair."Are you sure you don't know, Brion?" Alberto looked confused at Brion, all this time Alberto of course knew that Brion liked Nesya, but when Nesya had an accident, why was Brion still at home? He should have been worried and waiting for Nesya at the hospital."No, Dad, I don't know anything." Brion picked up the plate that was on the table, he started to put rice and some side dishes into the plate.Alberto sighed, it seemed that Brion did not know Nesya's news, so
Brion pushed Michel's body away, as did Michel.Fortunately, Meyla reminded both men that they were in the hospital. Otherwise, the two of them might have gotten into a fist fight.Brion straightened his shirt, then gave Michel a sharp look. "What did the doctor say?"Michel furrowed his brow. "You can ask the doctor yourself."Brion hardened his jaw. "Bastard! I regret asking you!"Michel smiled a smirk. "Then you'd better get out of here."Brion's eyes widened. "Bastard! I'll-""Please, stop, Mr. Brion!" Meyla stepped back into the middle of Brion and Michel's argument. "You're going to make Miss Nesya's situation worse."This time Brion and Michel both restrained themselves from arguing. What was more important here was Nesya's condition. When he saw Nesya lying unconscious, Brion's heart ached. He should have protected Nesya better, so that events like this did not have to happen to Nesya.After calming his heart, Brion asked Michel another question. "How is Nesya?" Brion asked
Brion let out a long sigh, trying to contain his emotions. "You're not really asking me to leave are you Nesya?" he asked with an incredulous look.Nesya didn't answer that question, choosing instead to look at Michel and say, "I really want to rest."Michel nodded his head, he then looked at Brion and Meyla in turn. "Nesya wants to rest, we should go out now."Meyla nodded in understanding, she approached Brion and hooked him out. "Come on, Brion, Miss Nesya wants to rest first, maybe she's in shock." Meyla tried to hold Brion's hand, and it was seen by Nesya who immediately looked away in the other direction.Brion sighed, his gaze staring in disbelief at Nesya. I don't know what had happened to that woman, but certainly Neysa changed 80 degrees from usual. "Alright, I'm leaving now."Afterward, Brion left the room feeling upset. Meyla, who was still inside the infirmary, nodded her head towards Michel and then decided to go out and chase after Brion."Wait, Mr. Brion!" Meyla ran so
"I've compiled a list of 10 tasks and schedules for you to work on."Michel placed a paper on the table after going back to read the paper. A woman immediately grabbed the paper, read it and then nodded her head. "Well, Mr. Michel, thank you for this opportunity."The woman, who was none other than Meyla, smiled. It was her first day working at the company as Alberto wanted."No problem, then you can go back to your room."Meyla nodded her head again, "Yes sir, thank you very much." Afterwards Meyla walked out after the woman bowed herself as a sign of respect to Michel.Michel sighed at Meyla's departure, and then called Daniel to come in to see him."I am, sir." Daniel bowed slightly, then stood up straight and waited for Michel to say something."How is Nesya? Has she gone home?" Daniel quickly nodded his head, "She has, sir, Miss Nesya chose to be treated at home."Hearing that Michel nodded his head, he immediately turned on a laptop and began working on the tasks that he had no
On a Sunday night, the café was bustling with people spending time with their partners. In a corner of the café, Brion is alone, accompanied by some alcoholic drinks.Brion sat in the corner of the café with a blank stare, looking at the glass of alcohol in front of him. The bustling atmosphere seemed to contrast with the solitude he felt inside.The memory of Nesya again came to him, making Brion gulp down the drink in one gulp."Argh, shit! What am I lacking Nesya? Even though I always try to be there for you and do whatever you want." Brion again vented his emotions by gulping down a drink. He couldn't stand it as memories of Michel and Nesya swirled around in his head.Not far from there, Meyla, who was assigned by Alberto to follow Brion, chose to sit on a chair with her gaze focused on Brion. Not for a second did her gaze go in any other direction, she was completely focused on Brion.Meyla shook her head when she saw Brion again sipping a drink. she wanted to approach Brion an
The pace of the car driven by Michel, immediately stopped when he saw a woman who was so familiar. Michel tried to blink his eyes, focusing his gaze on someone who looked familiar."Meyla, what are you doing here?" Michel continued to stare at the woman he called Meyla, his gaze could not be deceived, he was sure that the woman was none other than Meyla.The car moved forward, approaching the woman who was now squinting when it suddenly stopped right in front of her.Michel lowered the windshield slightly, a little surprised to realize that Meyla had come out of a café that was known for its many people who liked to drink alcohol, as well as Meyla who was also surprised that the person in the car was Michel."Meyla, what are you doing?"Meyla was silent for a moment, until finally the woman decided to get into the car when she saw a taxi just leaving."Chase that taxi, sir," Meyla pointed at the taxi up ahead.Michel, who didn't understand, immediately complied with the woman's wishes