My Arrogant Boss

Chapter Thirty-One

LISA

We stay in that position for I don't know how much time we spend on the couch until she falls asleep in my arms as I carry her to her bedroom. My mind goes back to the years we have spent together at the university, and how I fell in love with her until my phone rings, and I pick it up only to hear the voice that I love now.

"Lisa, it's midnight now. Where are you?"

"I am at a friend's house." I feel so bad that I have to lie to her. I am supposed to be with her now and to give her all of me. Not like this.

"Baby, I am waiting for yo-"

"I am going now, bye." I hang up before she could finish. Shit. That's how I feel right now. I hate myself so much that I can't continue to talk to her anymore.

I leave the apartment immediately after putting my phone back in my pocket. After a while, I stand up in front of my penthouse, not knowing what I should do now. I open the door carefully, stepping inside and locking it back.

I walk to the living room, seeing the room with brightness from the lights above the ceiling. I glance at the couch only to see Jennie curling up on the couch with her eyes closed and her hands hugging her knees.

Heaving a deep sigh, I make for her direction. As I reach the couch, I kneel down to her level, brushing her brunette hair away from her face. I know that I feel pitiful towards Yeri, but I can't go back to her even if I want to because Jennie has taken the whole of my heart away with her since I met her.

I have to admit that I love looking at her when she is sleeping because this girl is so calm and beautiful, and it gives me time to gaze her feature without seeing her cat-like eyes glaring at me in annoyance.

She has beautiful cat eyes with a cute small nose and luscious lips. Smiling and feeling so proud that I have her to be my girlfriend, I can't help brushing the back of my fingers on her face. Her skin is so smooth and white like a small child as her cheeks are chubby, but not too fat. Just chubby for what I like.

"Jennie," I mutter softly, afraid that she would be scared of my voice when she wakes up.

She opens her eyes, blinking a few times to adjust with the light, I guess. "Lisa," She suddenly throws herself in my arms that I almost fall back on the floor.

"What's wrong, baby?" Using my hand to smooth her hair as I smell her addictive scent on her head.

She doesn't answer, and she just embraces me tighter. I grin happily as I carry her in a bridal style to our bedroom because I don't want to push her any further. Maybe, she is pissed that I hung up her phone or something.

As I walk to our bed and put her on it, she has already slept. I cover her body with the duvet and head to the bathroom, taking a shower before coming back and dozing off with Jennie in my arms.

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I jolt up to the sound of someone crying and sobbing beside me. I am afraid to open my eyes because I think there is no one other than her. I don't know why, but my conscience tells me that it's not about something good.

I throw the duvet away, seeing Jennie sitting on the bed crying with her phone in her hand. I feel my heart breaking into pieces; I rarely see her cry because she is the strong woman I have ever seen.

"Jennie, what's wrong?" I ask nervously.

She looks up as her eyes are bloodshot from weeping. She keeps staring at me when her tears keep falling down. I feel my world crashing down and my head is shot by someone. "Baby, listen-"