THS1: Enchanting His Heart (Under Editing)

Chapter 17: An Advice

Jaxsen's POV

"Is it true? Stacey is not your date?" He asked, again.

"Yes." My short answer.

"Why?" He asked in surprise.

I hanging my shoulder before sighed, "That's what she want." I said.

"What she want? What do you mean?"

I took a deep breath with hanging head, "Because of Phenelope," I said.

He sighed then gazed me before lay his back on bench, "Then, what's your plan now?" He asked.

"I'm not going anymore." I said reluctantly before leaning back and squatting.

For a moment he sighed deeply, I guess, he had a problem too.

"Do you have a problem too?" I asked him then folded my arms.

"Yeah, I have a huge problem." Was his answer before sighing again.

"Same boat?"

He out of sorts when he gazed me, "Yeah, Stella will not come. Well, probably only Sue and Suzy will come... I wanna be with her, but she don't want to come," he said sadly, and dropped his shoulder leaning on the back we were sitting here in the parking lot.

I was shaken before tapped him on the shoulder, "I think, Stella is just like a crab," I said.

"What do you mean?"

A small smile draw in my lips, "She looks tough on the outside but inside her, she is so downy, and it looks like she has to hide whatever inside her... So believe me, Stella will notice you in the right time." I told him.

His face lit up because of my words, I chuckled but not so long. He was very childish mind, even so, he's still oddball for me.

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When I got home, Dad's staff immediately greeted me. He had already returned, he really didn't know how to tell when he was leaving or coming.

"Son, can we talk?" Dad opened it as soon as I entered.

I sat on a sofa near him, he lowered the magazine he was holding and looked me straight in the eyes, "Are you enjoy to spend your christmas and new year with her?" He asked.

Skeptical trigger me with his question, "Why did you ask, Dad?"

Dad nod several times then he cross his legs and intertwined his own hands while his eyes stay on me, "I’ll straight you, Son... So I left the Philippines to give you what you want." He said.

My forehead frowned at he's words, as if he already knew it.

What does he mean by that? Something bothered to me, do I have to worry?

"I don't understand you, Dad. What do you mean?"

He took a shallow breath, "Her name is Stacey Rinn Alvarez, isn't she? A promdi girl, her father is Stanley Alvarez and her mother is Casey Alvarez-Martinez. She is from broken family, and doesn't even have a company, there is a—" I cut his words, "Did you do a background check on her? Why?" I asked him.