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41. She's My Wife
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My Obsessive Ex 42. Failed Plan
Basically, a woman is a very forgiving creature event though she is often hurt. Nonetheless, if her disappointments have exceeded her tolerance and made her leave, then don’t ever expect her to come back even though your tears are the tears of blood. *** That morning, the weather was brighter than usual. The outside temperature was at the lowest degree in the fall, five degrees of Celsius. Qeiza felt her bones shiver so that she fastened her steps to get into her office. She really craved the heating. Her sigh of relief blew out when a warm temperature caressed the surface of her skin after she put off her coat and hung it on the stand hanger that’s available on the corner of her room. Qeiza rubbed her palms in order to make the frozen weather could go faster. “Your coffee, Miss!” An office boy came in at the right time. He served her a cup of mochachino. “Thank you!” Qeiza smiled friendly. Enjoying the combination of milk, chocolate, and espresso in the cold morning was really
My Obsessive Ex 43. Ansel's Determination
A man will do everything to win the woman he loves. *** The king of the day had fallen asleep at the end of the twilight. The Goddess of the night swiftly took over his duty to illuminate the universe. A security guard was patrolling on the parking lot. The stomping of his shoes echoed scarily. His hand was holding a flashlight. He shined the light on every corner occupied by the darkness, reassuring that everything was safe and under controlled. “Who’s there?” He asked himself when his flashlight showed a silhouette of a man with his head resting on the steering wheel. He kept walking to close the guy. The light that landed on his eyelids caused Adnan to come to his sense. He narrowed his blurred eyes. He blocked the light with his left arm. “Are you alright, Sir?” The security guard asked Adnan after knocking the glass of his car window. Adnan—who hadn’t successfully gathered all his consciousness yet—lifted his head. He was still a little dazed. “Yeah. I’m fine,” he replied
My Obsessive Ex 44. How Rude You Are!
When a man treats a woman gently, that’s he begins to hold the key to winning her heart. *** That morning was a lucky day for Ansel. When he arrived at Qeiza’s apartment, his ex-wife had just locked the door. She’s ready to go to work. Ansel got closer to Qeiza with a bright facial expression. “Good morning, Qeiza!” he greeted her while a bit bowing. The bouquet of flowers he brought was hidden behind his back. Qeiza stared at Ansel with her cold gaze. “I just found out what it’s like to be the boss,” Qeiza sneered. “Still have time to disturb someone else’s life while the others have gone to the office.” Ansel just smiled slightly responding to Qeiza’s mockery. The glimpse of the pale face of his mother forced him to forebear his emotion. No matter how, he had to succeed in persuading his ex-wife to meet his mother. “Hey! It’s not good to start the day with anger,” Ansel teased. He took out the bouquet of flowers he had hidden. Slowly, he cut the distance between them. “I hope
My Obsessive Ex 45. Rejection and Trap
Don’t totally believe in what you see, because your eyes can deceive you. *** After talking on the phone, Ansel followed into Alina’s room with the feeling of joys. He was so glad that he could fulfil his mother’s wish. “Where’s Qeiza, Mom?” asked Ansel. He looked around in all directions of the room, finding Qeiza’s presence. His left arm was hidden in the pocket of his trousers. His face was wrinkled when he couldn’t find Qeiza in that room. Alina sat up and leaned back on the headboard. She stared coldly at Ansel. “I’ve chased her away,” she replied. “What?” Ansel was shocked. “Why, Mom? You yourself asked me to bring her here.” “I asked you to bring Qeiza home,” Alina talked back. “Not that cheated woman!” “Gosh, Mom!” Ansel was speechless. He rashly turned around, hunting for Qeiza. “Stop, Ansel!” prevented Alina. “Never bring the thief back in front of me!” Ansel lowered his hand from the doorknob. He exhaled a heavy breath. He had to admit that his mother had misunders
My Obsessive Ex 46. Double-faced Woman
Beware of double-faced people because you’ll never know what kind of evil plans are hidden behind the mask of their good attitudes. *** “I don’t know what Mr. Freud whispered into your ear, Mr. Song,” said Qeiza. “But, I dare to swear. It’s not me who caused all the mess.” “Do you have the proof or witness?” Chin Hwa asked. “Here you are! I have valid evidence,” said Aleta. She didn’t give a chance to Qeiza responding to Chin Hwa’s query. She stepped forwards, handing her mobile phone to Chin Hwa. Her disdainful glance at Qeiza was like to say, 'You’re end! You’ll never win over me.' When Chin Hwa observed the pictures displaying on Aleta’s gallery, other employees were also concentrating on their phones. In fact, Aleta sent the pictures she had to the group chat of the company. Various kinds of negative comments and insults greeted each other and cornered Qeiza even more. Qeiza could say nothing. One of those pictures showed when she was trying to reach a roll of red silk fabri
My Obsessive Ex 47. Runaway Prey
There’s always a pebble in every journey that will be taken. You just have to go through it without feeling shaken. *** Walking to leave the storage room, Qeiza sometimes glanced at Chin Hwa. She was overwhelmed for realizing that he had come on the right time and become her guardian angel. “You should have still been in the meeting room. Why could you suddenly appear in the storage room?” The question just slipped out of Qeiza’s mouth. She could never hold back her curiosity. “Ah, that’s … earlier I phoned you,” said Chin Hwa. “As you didn’t answer my calls, so … I was looking for you.” “Really?” Quickly Qeiza checked her phone. That’s true. Chin Hwa had called her repeatedly. “I’m so sorry,” said Qeiza. “Did you need a hand?” “Not anymore,” said Chin Hwa. “The meeting’s over.” Qeiza’s face turned gloomy. She couldn’t hear the ringing of her phone because of being too focused on the riot that’s happening in the storage room. Chin Hwa caressed the top of Qeiza’s head. “Hey!
My Obsessive Ex 48. The Fight
Jealousy is like the hot coals that scorch the soles of your feet. You can’t walk properly until all your wounds are healed. *** Alina hastily sat on the edge of her bed soon after hearing footsteps marched to her bedroom. Her face flashed brightly. She tidied up her hair with her fingers. She didn’t want to look messy in the eye of her special guest. Alina’s facial expression turned gloomy when Ansel came alone. “Where’s Qeiza?” she asked. “You met her, didn't you?” Ansel sat on the left side of Alina. He forced his lips curving up. “Qeiza’s still very busy, Mom,” he said. “She’s accompanying her boss.” Ansel’s heart was painful. He imagined Qeiza smile brightly at Chin Hwa. He wanted to get rid of that man from Qeiza’s side. Unfortunately, he couldn’t find them. There’s no other way for him but to tell a lie to Alina. “She doesn’t work in your office?” Alina asked. Ansel shook his head. “No, she doesn’t, Mom.” “Why? It'll be better if she works in your office, right?” Ansel
My Obsessive Ex 49. The Boundaries
A male lion will never let other lions enter his territory. *** “Stop it!” Qeiza held Ansel’s wrist. “You prefer to defend this bastard than me?” Ansel’s fist was getting harder. “It’s already late,” said Qeiza. She struggled to control the tone of her voice and emotion. “It’s time for resting in peace. You don’t want to invite the people whom live here to get out, right?” Ansel was still holding on with his annoyance. His sharp eyes stabbed at Adnan. It made Qeiza feel mad. She then released her hand from Ansel’s. “It’s up to you. Do as you please!” said Qeiza. “I’m going to bed.” Qeiza turned around. Ansel could just stare blankly. He didn’t believe that Qeiza would act that easy. “If one of you needs a medical helper, you have to find him by yourself,” Qeiza said. “I’m too lazy to aid stubborn little kids.” The sound of a door bang awakened Ansel from his stupor. Adnan grinned. With no warnings, he landed a blow on Ansel’s stomach. Ansel grimaced in pain. He glared at Adna
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