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“Your face looks pale,” Andrew said in a regretful tone. He shouldn’t have pushed himself but what can he say. He didn’t have much time. It had to be done right now. Don’t let his relationship with Giselle fall apart.

“I just need to rest.” Giselle chuckled. She stirred the hot chocolate in front of her. It was fortunate that she had not taken any headache medication. Sipping the chocolate in the large mug made her feel better. “Didn’t Brina tell you?” asked Giselle but you know, that question was just a guess. Although there was a possibility that it was true, but still, it was as if Giselle had left a message that if Andrew came to her desk, asked about her, tell her about what she had just said.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“He told me you were tired.” Andrew smiled slightly but it was a lifeless kind of smile. Just a casual one. “What… have you been neglecting your health for the past month?”

“No,” Giselle replied immediately. “I have an assistant who always monitors what goes into my body. My health is also always taken care of.”

“But there are times when the body responds to something painful with a decline in health,” Andrew says quietly.

Giselle’s brow furrowed deeply. Feeling clueless and not wanting to respond to anything, she chose to enjoy her hot chocolate instead. Who knows, this one glass could make her feel better.

Meanwhile, since leaving the banquet, Andrew had a lot to say to the girl in front of him, including his big decision to give Justin and the team a wedding invitation. There was no way Justin wouldn’t tell Giselle, though it might be another day. Not tonight. He was sure that Giselle didn’t know about the invitation yet. Because Brina was still in the middle of the banquet and because of her, Andrew knew the hotel where Giselle was staying.

Feeling that no one was talking between them, through the tail of her eyes Giselle noticed how the man in front of her was. the last time they met, at a cafe not far from Giselle’s apartment in Centralia. They talked about many things and their relationship was getting closer. Not for a relationship towards romance, but a friendship that Giselle found quite enjoyable. to the point, where Andrew no longer sent messages. Also the chocolate cookies that the man had specially ordered for Giselle.

Giselle herself didn’t know what was going on. She thought everything was fine. Using the most acceptable logic, Andrew was busy with his business. But tonight…

“What do you want to talk about?” asked Giselle finally. It was unbearable to continue in silence like this, and Andrew’s face looked like it had been hit by a huge weight. One that was very difficult to lift. Maybe if it could be weighed or simply calculated, there were thousands of tons hanging on his shoulders. Is it work related?

“Next month I’m getting married,” Andrew said in a very low tone. he hoped Giselle wouldn’t hear, but it seemed unlikely. apart from the fact that the atmosphere of the cafe in the hotel lobby was quite quiet, the girl in front of him was listening carefully to what Andrew wanted to say.

“With the girl you were with earlier?” asked Giselle with a probing look.

Andrew was still faithfully enjoying his cup of coffee, but the words just now responded by Giselle made him couldn’t help but raise his gaze. He looked back at Giselle who, despite the thick glasses and hat that partially covered her face, was still Giselle in Andrew’s eyes.

There was nothing she could hide from him including the beauty that had imprisoned Andrew’s heart from the start.

“Fania?” Andrew chuckled. Remembering the small, ah… big favor Fania had given him this night. if it wasn’t for Fania, Andrew wouldn’t be here. remembering how his father had put a restraint as tight as a leash around a pet dog’s neck, made Andrew claustrophobic. So tight that he couldn’t even breathe.

“I just remembered that meeting Fania at one of the Miss World activities was the first time you appeared together.” Giselle chuckled at the detail she had missed. “If only I had known from the start, I might have chosen to keep my distance.”

“From whom?” asked Andrew immediately.

“Who else?” Giselle chose to keep her laughter to herself. Returning to sipping the hot chocolate that she was more comfortable savoring a few sips of. “Did you guys have a relationship back then?”

“We got engaged a long time ago.” Andrew sighed softly. No matter what happened in his life, he didn’t want Giselle to know about it later. Although he was sure that, for now, Giselle considered him nothing more than a friend. It didn’t matter.

He really needed time to get out of the crazy trap created by his family.

“I heard that Fania is the granddaughter of the former president.” Giselle put down her glass.

Andrew only replied with a nod.

“Why is such important news not getting out?” asked Giselle curiously. “Was it because you didn’t want any extra publicity? And because you used it to get close to me?”

“It’s not like that,” Giselle cut in immediately. “I don’t have such bad intentions, Giselle. Really.”

Giselle smiled slightly but also sadly. “So what?”

Andrew clenched his hands into fists.

“You’re already engaged but still have a great desire to get close to me?” Giselle closed her eyes for a moment. “Even though I’ve set boundaries, I can still see your true intentions to stay by my side.” She gave Andrew a sharp look. “You know, you’re nothing like that loser guy who plays with women’s feelings.” Giselle wanted to leave the table and go to her room. But for some reason, she still wasn’t satisfied talking.

There was still something stuck in his heart.

“Fania looks good and suits you,” Giselle said again. “Please, don’t make an act of being a cheap man who approaches many women like you did for me. If that woman wasn’t me, I don’t know how broken her heart would be knowing what the approaching man is hiding.” Giselle laughed sadly. “My heart is still protected from loving someone else but honestly, Andrew, I’m disappointed.”

Andrew swallowed with difficulty, as if a lot of thorns had been swallowed.

“I guess there’s nothing to talk about, right?” Giselle got up from her seat. “I wish you all happiness.”

“For some reason, I hear a hint of jealousy in your every word, Giselle.” Andrew began to smile again, shaking off the confusion that had been building up in his life because of the coercion that had taken place. Although it sounded painful as well as there were a lot of harsh and angry tones in the words Giselle had just said, but a glimmer of joy came over Andrew’s heart.

It didn’t matter if others called her insane. For now, let’s just hope that Giselle is a little jealous of the news Andrew has brought.

“Me?” Giselle was stunned. She did not step away from the table where the hot chocolate was still partially left. Even the man she was talking to, who had a faint smile and that annoying look in his eyes, was there again, after having looked so dull and colorless before.

“I’m jealous of you?” Giselle sat back in her chair. “You’re not wrong to accuse me?”

“Where did I go wrong?” asked Andrew with a chuckle.

“Your dreams are too high, Andrew. I’m disappointed, not jealous. It’s a different feeling.” Giselle folded her arms across her chest. “Very, very different,” Giselle emphasized once again.

“May I offer a rebuttal?” asked Andrew in as cautious a tone as possible. Even so, his smile grew wider at the corners of his lips. Even if he didn’t have full control of Giselle’s heart right now, at the very least, weren’t all of Giselle’s words a great gateway to her future relationship?

“Why argue? I don’t need any explanation from you.” Giselle chuckled in annoyance.

“Indeed,” Andrew said. Before speaking again, he chose to savor his coffee a little. To which he felt, tonight’s coffee was back to its usual deliciousness. After almost a month of drinking coffee, he couldn’t enjoy it as much as he did tonight. “But most of the time, if a woman doesn’t need an explanation, she usually has a lot of questions in her heart.”

“You’re talking out of your ass, Andrew,” Giselle snorted with a look of disapproval.

“I’m not rambling.” Andrew laughed. “Even if you don’t ask, I’ll still explain. I don’t want you to hear this from anyone else. Believe me, this is what happens in my seemingly perfect but hellish life.”

Since there was no response from Giselle, Andrew spoke again. “Do you want more hot chocolate? Because I think the fairy tale of my life is as long as the train.”