Chapter 26

<Layla>

"Sir, the Look Fab. Inc corporations are now in the meeting and waiting for you."

Jase is just walking, and I didn't notice that I'm now alone.

"Ah! Ah! Wait for me!" I shouted.

I clung to his arm again, and he stopped walking; I smiled at him widely. I smelled his perfume, and it was so good. He smells so good. Very masculine perfume.

I smelled him.

"What are you doing?" His eyebrow furrowed.

His long eyelashes and curls. I feel jealous of his eyelashes.

"Hehe. Hugging you?" I'm not sure.

"Tsked!" He continued to walk.

"Sir, about the meeting yesterday that you'd cancel, the president called, and he canceled his subscription, and I already cleared your schedule for your morning flight tomorrow."

His secretary is just following us, and she's also behind us.

He goes into a room, and his secretary stops me from coming in.

"Ma'am, sorry, but you can't enter the room in the meantime because it's exclusive for the partnerships. Sir, is having a meeting with the company partner, and it's a bit confidential," the secretary explained, and she was blocking my way in that room.

I rolled my eyes at her.

"I'm his fiance. Why am I not allowed? Do you want me to fire you?" I raise my eyebrow at her.

She looks apologetic.

"I'm sorry, but this is a confidential meeting with the partners of this company. After the meeting, you can come in," she pleaded.

I crossed my arms, still raising my eyebrow at her.

"But I miss Jase and want to be with him!" I raise my voice.

She swallowed.

And she wants me to enter the meeting room after they use it. What am I going to do there? I need Jase.

The reason I'm here is because of him. Grr.

This secretary of my husband is stupid.

"Ma'am, please. Leave my boss for a while after the meeting so you can have him," she’s begging me.

She knows that I am not going to listen to her.

I smirked at her.

"Let her," a cold baritone voice.

My mood lifted when I saw him at the door.

I pushed away his secretary and hugged his arm.

I sat beside them; his secretary couldn't do anything when her boss let me. She gets me a spare chair, and I sit beside him.

"Behave yourself, or else I'll kick you out of this room," he whispered in my ear while looking at the folders in front of him.

"Yes, sir," I salute, and everyone looks at me.

"I'm sorry," I apologized when I got their attention.

Just like what he told me. I behave myself beside me, and my eyes never leave him. My attention is all on him.

He looks hot while discussing something that I don't understand. I'm just looking at the movement of his lips.

I fell in love with more. He's so severe.

I looked at his secretary, and she was busy jotting down notes.

They are all serious while I am here fantasizing about my husband.

The meeting is done

"Layla, I can't work if you keep hugging my arm," his deep voice attracts me the most.

I think that's his asset. He can be a singer too.

He sighed.

His meeting was done, and they'd talked for almost three hours long. I waited for him for nearly three hours, making me bored. I was so sleepy in the meeting.

"You can't blame me," I pouted, looking into his eyes. He's reading papers about whatever.

"You made me miss you so much," I made beautiful eyes.

Actually, he had a follow-up meeting, but he canceled it. My husband is so sweet; I know he misses me too, so he withdrew his meetings. He's making an effort to fall in love with him even more.

"I know you miss me so much too. Don't be shy," I smiled widely at Jase.

He used one finger to push my head from his arm.

"Don't be assuming. Mr. Chuan canceled the meeting," he said calmly.

I don't believe him. He's making excuses.

"No! You cancel it," I pressed every word that I said.

"Whatever."

He's so sweet.

"But can you please remove your hands? I can't work and focus properly," he said while looking at my hands clogging his arm.

I hug it tightly.

"No!" I shifted his hands from his arm to his waist.

He sighed and smiled secretly.

We heard a knock again on the door.

His secretary is here again.

“Sir, the UK investor wants to have a schedule with you tomorrow. Should I arrange it? And you have a meeting outside the country on Friday and dinner with the Chinese investor again,” She said.

I rolled my arms and crossed my arms.

This secretary of Jase irritated me too much. She keeps on disturbing our quality time.

“And your flight tomorrow is early in the morning. 3am,” the secretary informed me.

“What?!” I reacted.

“You didn’t tell me that you have a flight tomorrow!” I complained.

“You always have a schedule and meeting out of the country!” I rarely saw him.

He sighed deeply. I pity him; he must be very stressed and tired.

“Yeah, scheduled the meeting with the UK investor and about the Chinese board and investor; just update me again later," he instructed firmly.

“Okay, Sir, Noted,” Jase’s secretary said and left.

“Why are you always busy every time I am here?” I asked when his secretary had left us.

He continued to type on his laptop. I look at the papers on his table, but I don't understand anything.

“It’s almost lunchtime; what do you want to eat?”

See, he is sweet.

I smiled at him and started to massage his shoulder.

I smiled at him and started to massage his shoulder.

“I know you are tired.”

He leaned in his swivel chair.

“Do you want to eat here or outside? Let me ask my secretary to reserve us a Japanese restaurant," he said and dialed the intercom.

I stopped him.

He looks at him, asking questions.

It flatters me that I love Japanese foods.

“No! I am okay here, and besides, I am the one who disturbs you. Delivery Japanese foods are fine with him.” I smiled at him and assured him.

I don’t want to disturb him anymore. I know he has a lot of work to do.

“Are you sure?”

I energetically nodded at him and smiled widely.

Jake asked his secretary for the food for us.

“Don’t forget the Ramen!” I yelled.

He chuckled.

“Yes, Madame," he answered me.

He ended the call and held my right hand.

“I am fine. You don’t have to do it,” I pouted.

“You must be thankful that I am massaging your shoulders for free; next time, I’ll charge you," he just smiled but didn’t reach his ears.

Something is bothering him.

“O M G!” I remembered something.

“I forgot sister Shielyn; I was with her.”

I just left her in the mall, and if brother Kier found out that I left her, he wouldn't give me money.

“Where? Layla, you know Kier when it comes to his wife,” I joked and slammed his arm.

“I was joking,” I laughed, so it won’t appear that I did something again.

“I just forgot to give her presents since I got my salary. I’ll treat you in the future.”

I changed the topic.

I bit my lower bit, and I am nervous. Why does brother like a nerd woman? And he wants to look after her all the time; I am not a bodyguard or secret agent, I am a model, and she is not a baby to look after her. She can help herself; I'll just call the driver to look at her and send her home.

I sat on his lap.

“How I wonder why they still have kids?” I ask him, and he finally has a rest from working; he is holding my hands and playing with my fingers.

“How many years have they been married?” He asked; I counted in my mind.

“I don’t know,” I shrug.

“It's been more than a year. I guess I can’t wait to see my niece!” I giggles.

They had been married long ago, and I noticed that until now, they hadn't had any children.

I know my brother fell in love with his wife; I see it in his eyes and actions.

“You want their baby to be a girl?” He asked me and was still playing with my fingers.

I nodded my head

“Yep! So, I have someone to make up for and teach her to be a model. I know she will be a gorgeous girl. How about you?”

This is the first time we are talking about this matter.

“Anything, as long as he or she is healthy," he said plainly.

I run my finger on his smooth black jet hair.

“Do you think my brother hasn’t had complications, or is he gay?” I whispered. I never saw my brother or heard that he dated women, then it shocked me when he got married. Out of a sudden, he said yes to an arranged marriage. Knowing my brother, I don’t know what is running on his mind. It’s hard to read his mind.

He chuckled, “why did you think of that way?”

I laughed at my idea too.

“I never heard that he dated women and women are after him, but he didn't pay any attention, and now he is married, but they haven't had any kids until now. Do you think he agreed on marriage because he wants to cover his identity?”

“Silly," he shakes his head.

“Your brother doesn’t have time to date women because he focuses on his business, like me.”

“Really?” I asked him, but I did not believe him.

“Hey, that’s too much! They are living under one roof and sleeping in one room. Do you think he won't be tempted to do it with his wife?” I am suspicious.

“The last I checked, he is always out of the country; he is busy establishing his new company. I'm with him all the time; how come he is gay? We had known him for almost a decade.”

He is just covering for his friend.

I look at him suspiciously.

“Are the two of you in a relationship? Boys love??”

He furrowed, “Layla, your imagination is too wide, and I am not gay!” He hissed.

“I am just teasing you!” He glares at me.

Someone knocked on the door.

“Maybe, that’s our food. Let me open the door.” I insist.

I opened the door, and I saw nothing.

“Daddy!”