Chapter 28

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Krissy's POV

Suddenly I could hear slight gasps.

I immediately brought my eyes from the man in black and to the door.

Once I saw who entered, my heart hit the floor and my stomach followed immediately after, the two things going in quick succession of each other cause me to gag a little as I fought back the urge to vomit and stay composed on the outside.

"Ladies & gentlemen Mr Jason Quill..."

I immediately diverted my eyes to the ground not wanting to even look at him.

JASON!... ITS FUCKING JASON!!

All this time when they were referring to Mr Quill, they were talking about FUCKING JASON!!!!!!

My heart which lay at the pit of my stomach was beating at an unusual rate causing me to feel out of breath, and my stomach to lurch, as the taste of my saliva turned bitter.

My face screwed up and I pressed my lips together hard, as I physically tried to refrain myself from throwing up.

Looking down at my feet I took multiple deep and slow breaths to stop the nausea.

'Common Krissy not here, not now. Please not here', I pleaded with my body over and over again to not fail me now as the nausea still crept up my throat.

Feeling hot and uncomfortable, I swiftly removed my hand from Theo's hold and placed it on my lower stomach, in an attempt to settle it.

'Calm down Krissy, just calm down', I chanted frustratingly.

I was so upset with myself to the point that my nose started to sting letting me know a tear was threatening to fall.

'Fuck me!'.

I knew I was losing this mental battle with myself and could now feel-

"Please everyone, take a seat".

The voice was relaxed and textured.

The second I heard it my body immediately shuddered, and my head snapped up from the floor and turned towards the direction of the voice.

Jason.

This was the first time in four years that I looked at Jason. Like properly looked at him.

I mean I did catch glimpses of him now and then on social media or in magazines, but they were nothing more than 1 second accidental glances that were so quick I would barely be able to make out his face.

But now here he is standing tall at the other side of the room.

Standing strategically behind Theo and still in utter shock, I allowed my eyes to roam over Jason's body taking him in.

He looks older.

Jason no longer looked like a teenager he was a man now. These four years have overtly matured him.

He had grown taller standing approximately at 6ft 3 or 4. His shoulders were broader, and he had gained muscle but was still lean.

He wore a blue suit, it wasn't dark blue, but it wasn't baby blue either. I couldn't tell you what blue it was, but all I knew is that is was expensive. I could gauge that much, as despite from where I was standing, I could perfectly see the stitching of the materials which had been woven together to create an unsurpassable suit, which Jason physically managed to outshine.

He was stunning.

It was weird to say that about a man, but he was. I could never have imagined Jason looking any better than he used to, but he has Outdone himself!

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