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
Michel sighed seeing Brion who was so stubborn, until finally Michel chose to hit Brion with the intention of paralyzing the man into unconsciousness.Brion staggered backwards when he received Michel's crushing blow. Instead of fainting, he was overcome with emotion."Asshole!" Brion was seen cursing, the man tried to stand up and approached Michel.A Bogeman hit Michel and made the man instantly step back. Even though he was drunk, Brion was able to counter Michel's punch.Meyla who saw it could only smother his mouth using both hands. Staring in disbelief at Brion and Michel who were now attacking each other."Please stop, Mr. Brion." Meyla tried to stop Brion who wanted to attack Michel again, while the woman who was there earlier, chose to leave and get into a taxi.Now Meyla stood right in the middle of Michel and Brion, trying to stop them from attacking each other."This is all because of you." Brion stared at the departure of the taxi carrying the woman, then looked sharply
Right now, everyone was gathered in the living room. Alberto who had asked everyone to gather, looked at everyone in the living room in turn, then sighed. "Explain, what happened?" he asked, now choosing to look at Brion and Miche.Chaterine who saw it sighed, she tried to stand up and was now right beside Alberto. "Didn't you see how Michel treated Brion?" Chaterine looked upset, she did not expect that Michel dared to hit Brion right in the man's face.Alberto turned his head towards Chatherine, a frown was clearly visible on the middle-aged man's face. "What do you mean?" Alberto looked clueless, moreover Chatherine did not get to the point.Annoyed, Chatherine walked over to Brion, she then held Brion's face which was covered with bruises from Michel's actions. "Look, how Michel has bruised Brion's face, even though the face is one of the valuable assets," said Chatherine who was now looking at Michel who was only silent, just listening to what his stepmother said. After all, what
Michel had no idea what Meyla was planning. They brought lanterns and moved next to a room that Michel knew was no longer in use.In that room Meyla began to move small tables and some chairs that were in the way and made the room wider.Michel approached, feeling confused by what Meyla was doing. "Meyla, what are you doing?" he asked confused.Meyla smiled, turning to Michel while patting her hands together in an attempt to remove the dust from shifting the dirty, unused table."I want to teach Mr. Michel how to throw a punch. After I saw how Mr. Michel hit Mr. Brion last night, I decided to teach you how to hit properly."Michel almost laughed at what Meyla said, but he tried to hold back his laughter. "Are you asking me to hit Brion again?"Meyla shook her head, but there was another reason why she wanted to teach Michel how to hit properly. "Of course not, sir."Michel sighed, looking at Meyla with a still furrowed brow. "Then why do you want to teach me how to hit properly? I hav
"What's going on? Why am I suddenly here?" Michel blinked his eyes, his gaze staring at the ceiling of the room that was so unfamiliar.Michel still remembered the last time he was in an empty room with Meyla practicing hitting properly, but why was he suddenly in a different place?With a heavy head, Michel tried to get up. At this time it turned out that he was on a bed with white sheets."What's going on? Why does my head hurt?" Michel again marveled at his confusion. His gaze looked right and left, trying to figure out where he was.As Michel was confused by everything that was happening, he suddenly heard the sound of someone yawning. "Argh, is it morning already?"Instantly Michel's heart pounded when he heard someone's voice that was so familiar. Slowly Michel tried to turn his head and see who someone was currently sleeping next to him.Michel's eyes rounded perfectly, he was too surprised by what he was currently seeing. "Mommy!"The woman who was called blinked, she immediat