Before I knew it, the sky had turned dark. I am at a fountain at the end of the street, I sit on the black marble fountain basin with a bottle of opened beer next to me. I look at the bottle of beer, finding it is still almost full. Bitterly I chuckle at myself. Now I know how bad it is to be a man who is not able to drink. I don’t want to stay in my penthouse, or the bar, or anywhere filled with people I know. I want to be by myself just with a bottle of beer that can allow me to forget things. But I can’t drink in public. I’ll start to undress myself. I am a miserable man, yet I can’t even drink… How much sadder can it be?

“Daniella…” I called her from behind as I caught her red handed, “What are you doing with my phone?” I questioned in a dubious tone. “Henry…” while Daniella puts up a smile on her face as she sees me, “I was just checking  your phone, it is bad if the juice destroys it, right?” she then passes the phone to me, “But it’s all fine. I’ve wiped it for you, as clean as new. Here you go.” I remain my eyes on Daniells for a second before I take my phone back. I unlock it and check my phone, nothing abnormal is going on. My phone is fine, it seems like what she said was true, she didn’t touch it, she was just checking if the juice caused damage to it. Moreover, she wasn’t hiding wh

It was the moment when I walked out of the bathroom after I cleaned my stained clothes in Juicy Punch, I saw Daniella holding my phone in her hands, she was looking at the screen… It happened then, didn’t it? Jamie’s message came in at the time when I was in the bathroom cleaning my clothes, and Daniella saw Jamie’s message come in. As she makes the payment for the umbrella at the cashier, I give her smiling face a glance. Daniella Greaves… She said she was just checking if the fruit juice that splashed across the table destroyed my phone, but the truth is... She saw

The next morning, I woke up from a chair that I pulled from my dining room and placed next to the bed. I slept with my head resting on the bed and my waist bent for the whole night. I feel so sore when I sit back straight up. I give a deep yawn as I stretch my body, then a sneeze follows. I feel cold, I take a deep sniffle as I feel my nose runny, and I feel a little pain in my eyes as I rub them with my fists.  I open my eyes and look at Jamie who is still in her sleep in my bed. I adjust the blanket for her, covering her shoulders. I wonder if she feels better by now? As I ponder, I pick up the tympanic thermometer from the night table and carefully insert the probe into her ear. I pressed the start button an

The next morning, Jamie had her butler deliver her clothes to my penthouse. She changed to her working attire before we headed to Minerva together. As she arrives in her office and sees the chocolates and bottled jujube tea that I put on her desk in the past few days, her expression turns bright, a smile cracks on her face. “Jujube tea, and tons of chocolates!” like a happy child she cheered, “How come you got me so many of these?” Complacently, I smile at her, “I believe it is time you’re on period.” Whereas Jamie blows her fringe as she picks the chocolates up, “Right. Supposingly.