JEFFERY
When I first came to Shanghai few months ago, I was really excited to be working with Heather because, I’ve heard so much about her from Markian.
Our first meeting was actually beyond my expectations as she carried herself with such poise and grace, it would take a eunuch not to fall for her charms.
But I had to keep a leveled head and compose myself because I heard she had a strict policy about mixing business with pleasure.
As the days went by, I realized how her discontentment towards me increased as well as her lack of concentration and focus.
At first I thought it was her battle with her brother that was getting her on edge and making her lose focus, until I realized she was also having boy problems.
When I got a little clarity that she had a guy, I couldn’t help my jealousy and irritation so I became a little hard on her, making her dislike me even more.
I heard she even gave me a nickname (Mr. Rude), but I didn’t mind at all because it was her.
I’ve been so busy all my life that I’ve never really given romance a chance, but something about her just beckons me and no matter how hard I try to ignore it, I just couldn’t help myself.
I found myself calling Markian to ask if there was anything I could do to help out with the shareholders’ voting concerning who remains or becomes the new CEO of S. Group.
I was excited when I found out I was eligible to vote for anyone I wanted to vote for that day.
I really wished she’d won so that we could continue with the Decels Digital project together, but it didn’t happen- and she even got furious at me.
When Markian had suggested that marriage pitch, I hoped he wasn’t joking because I had no reason not to go ahead with that plan.
I mean, don’t get me wrong. I’ve never been a fan of arranged marriages, but if it’s with Heather- there’s nothing I wouldn’t do to be by her side.
But she turned it down without even giving a spare thought to it and that stung a bit. I still wanted to help her by giving her my shares in S. Group if it would ensure she isn’t left without anything, but she didn’t want that either.
She must really hate me and I don’t even know why?
I stayed a while in Minnesota, hoping she would come to ask for my shares but she never showed up, neither did she want to be friends. Like I’ve held out an olive branch to her several times but she have always trampled upon it like it’s nothing to her.
I was beginning to get frustrated so I left for Shanghai hoping to see her again when she comes back for her finally handover.
But it’s been a week she got back to Shanghai and not once did she try to meet her brother at the company, neither has she set foot here to say hello to her former employees- nothing.
Today, as fate may have it, I went to Xia Lufang Hospital to do some donations and there she was at the parking lot with a young man.
She even kissed him- passionately. I swear my blood pressure spiked at that moment and I’m sure anyone around would have seen sparks coming out of my head.
I shouldn’t even be looking at there, it’s her private matter but I couldn’t help myself. Not too long, I could hear her soft sobs.
What the hell was that bastard saying to her that was causing her pain?
It took everything in me not to march up to them and put an end to this torture. Yes! Watching her cry for another man tore my heart into bits and piece, and I wanted to comfort her so badly.
I wanted to be the one holding her right now, I wanted to be the one who dries her tears- not these kid.
So, I involuntarily moved closer, staying in the shadows as not to cause her further embarrassment.
Since I couldn’t get myself to stay out of the matter, I should at least know the reason for the pain that was being inflicted on me by seeing her so heartbroken.
“I met someone. I’m with someone else and I like her a lot. We are still getting to know each other but I really like her so much and I want to be with her” he declared.
I was finding it hard to believe that Heather was being rejected- is he insane?
“Is she wealthy? Does she know you as well as I do? Does she know how you love to scream my name each time we…” she replied angrily.
When you what- have sex? The thought alone sent me into a frenzy.
No, this was a bad idea, but why can’t I leave here? I was watching the woman I like confess her feelings for her ex-lover and I want to stop listening or looking, but for some reason I just can’t stop myself.
I was going mad with jealousy, and I didn’t even know I had it in me to be jealous of another man.
“Heather, stop! I appreciate that you think you love me, but I’m not me when I’m with you. Have you thought about what happens next? Fine, we kiss and make up and eventually starts dating, then what else? You’ll always have to pay for every meal, every ticket, and I’ll always have to concede to you because I can’t afford the things you like and the places you go to. Your type of things, they ain’t my type of things. I’ll always be in your shadow because you are- Heather Winfrey.” he stated.
Oh- the spineless fool has a gigantic ego, huh? This is all because he is scared of being neglected? I should have known.
Any man who was foolish enough to turn down Heather must just be a coward, nothing more.
“I can learn. I can learn to step back, to concede and let you take charge…” Heather declared,
‘No- Love, you shouldn’t do that. You shouldn’t change who you are for anybody,’ I wanted to scream at her.
“but then that wouldn’t be you at all. And just like how I don’t want to change for you, I don’t want you to change for me or anyone at that…” he answered, surprising me.
Well, well… I’ll be damned.
The fool actually has a little bit of sense in him after all, and I was amazed at this realization.
Maybe I’m being biased here but I can’t help myself- my feelings were all over the place.
He walked away while she just stood there crying her eyes out.
I found myself unconsciously drawing closer and closer with each sob, until I was just a feet away, but she didn’t even notice.
Please don’t cry, I’m here now- were the words I wanted to say, but instead I asked,
“Are you gonna keep crying here- all alone?”.
Who asks such a cliche question in a moment like this?
I could tell she was holding back a fury like no other as she turned slowly to face me. Note to self: before I cause more damage than already have, I need to learn how to speak politely and nicely to her.
“C’mon!- this is all I get? Are my crimes that grave to be punished in this manner…?” she asked rhetorically, as she raised up her head talking to the wall above us.
She then brought down her head with a frustrated sigh and looked at me with uninterested eyes.
“Look, I don’t have the strength to listen to your teasing today, so do you mind if we reschedule?” She asked sarcastically.