Chapter 53: Chapter 53

Two months passed without her as I kept myself busy again as before. I intended to move back to my father's place to calm my mind, but business affairs always preventing me from leaving.

People kept saying that my attitude turned cold after her departure from my life. I didn't care what all the media said or even calling me like that.

They didn't know how messed up I was even though two months had passed. All her memories left behind all deep wounds that had no cure.

I was still thinking about her, but I got so much pride after my words. I got it, she wasn't my Jazzlin but, her character and the way she cared so much about me, making me believe even she was a stranger... she truly loved me.

I told myself eyertime that I hate her but, I couldn't. My feet always wanted to find her and my arms always missing the warmth of her body.

Every day felt the same, there was no change whatsoever. Only meetings, or spending my time outside the mansion.

Jake and Ronald went back to their respective jobs, and my mansion was just busy with working maids.

That day I decided to go to Mr. Jeremy's penthouse. He needed to know about the truth that had happened so far.

After Elsa told me what was the reason for Janielle or Jazzlin? Ok, it felt weird for me to mention her name.

She got Janielle's spirit, but physically she was still Jazzlin, right? I would keep calling her Jazzlin.

And, the point was Elsa told me the reason for Jazzlin going to Haytham's mansion, it was because she wanted to ask him for help to get forgiveness from her father.

Mr. Jeremy was feeling full of pressure all this time because he had helped his daughter to do something very unjustified.

I got confused about how else to convince him, but one thing that I believed can make him forgive Jazzlin was by letting him know that Janielle had forgiven all the mistakes of the past.

I had to bring Jazzlin to meet him.

I had explained everything, from the start to him. At least the problems between them didn't continue to get worse. It was just that I was not sure if I was ready to meet Jazzlin again.

My mind felt like it got too late to find other shortcut. Mr. Jeremy prefered to hear the truth from Jazzlin's mouth.

And here, my heart was beating again every time I imagined I would see her again.

Even worse, two months wasn't enough time to forget about her. She had been in my mind for a long time, so it was not easy for me to forget everything related to her.

Ah, shit.

Her scent, her smile, the way she was saying my name kept playing beautifully in my mind.

Everything she did, got me addicted. I couldn't get away from her as much as I was trying to. She seemed to bewitch me by her every treatment without her even knowing it.

It wasn't her fault, but myself.

Because, I fell deeply.

The city weather this morning was not as bright as usual. It was cloudy and rumbling sounds had been heard since earlier. I stood, facing the glass then saw the rain water slowly dripping down the city.

From the sixteenth floor, the scenery below didn't look very clear. Everything looked so small from up here.

Every now and then I glanced at my watch, an hour had passed but I was still silent in this lonely office. My conversation with Mr. Jeremy continued to occupy my mind.

I shouldn't have thought about Haytham, but suddenly that man appeared in my mind. How could he just let Janielle go from his arms? I knew he loved her so much, but why did he let her for me?

I stepped back then crashed my body on the sofa. My eyes stinged until I closed them and then took a breath of air.

My hand formed a fist for a moment I imagined that my chance to get Jazzlin would be too late.

I groaned at the thought.

I could feel bitterness filled my mouth. It was like guilt tormented me.

I couldn't do this anymore, I would get her.

The car key on the table had become my target then I took it and walked me out of the room quickly.

The staff who passed by greeted me, but I was in rushed. I sent a smile to them, then stopped when Jake greeted me.

"Young Master, where are you going?"

"Track where Jazzlin is now." I ordered him then he nodded. As I walked into the parking area, I found Ronald standing there with the others.

"Hey, where are you going? Isn't your business with Mr. Jeremy was over?"

I nodded then opened my car's door, "When Jake's come back, tell him to send me the information right away."

Ronald's mouth opened, with a frown appearing. He was confused by my order, but then he nodded.

"You look cool today by the way." Ronald's face was more and more full of questions when I threw my compliments on him. I really wanted to laugh at his reaction, but I endured it.

As far as I know, he had gone with Elsa somewhere. No wonder he was so neat in his blue shirt.

His funny expression sent me a calming effect. It could remove my nerves for a while.

Just two minutes I drove my car, my phone rang.

Actually, I could've gone to Haytham's mansion, but I didn't feel to. Jazzlin wasn't necessarily there. The possibility of her going out was definitely there.

"Young master, Jazzlin is in a park. I'll send the location to you." Jake was pretty good at tracking people down.

My car stopped at the side of the road and then I checked what he found.

Confusion dawned my brain. I knew the location, and it was not a park but a cemetery.

The tragedy from the end of the incident at the hospital ended at that place. I remembered very well when Moorah helped me to get there.

And there, I fired my shot for Haytham, but missed and it shot Jazzlin.

At that time, my thoughts were only to save Jazzlin from him, until I didn't realize what they were doing at a grave.

Is that Janielle's grave?

I doubted my own guess but then I stepped on the gas and headed there immediately.

Finally I got there, I got out of the car and felt the cool air hit my face. A gentle breeze was accompanied by tree branches that sway, causing sounds of nature.

The leaves were falling a lot. I walked between their fall. My eyes was searching for her blonde hair.

I didn't fully remember where the grave was at that time. At night and during the day it felt different, so I just kept walking until I found a car parked in the middle between the two block of graves.

I looked right and left after stopping right beside the car. Still had no idea where she was.

"What are you doing here?" I turned around and found Haytham standing behind me. The flower basket hung on his wrist, he was like a mother who had just finished shopping at the market.

I wanted to upset him, but a gasps making my eyes focused on a figure behind him. Jazzlin and Alia just came, the two of them were holding hands.

Jazzlin looked so lovely in her short yellow dress and her blonde hair in two braids.

The word beautiful wasn't strong enough to express how magnetic her eyes were. Her cheeks got red every time I was staring at her. Her eyes flickered to make her long lashes wave, what a stunning woman.

But, Haytham ruined my time admiring her, with his raspy voice he said, "I asked you, what the hell are you doing here?" He grabbed my collar in annoyance.

"Haytham!" Jazzlin tried to let go of his grip. He did it as he sent me his murderous look.

"I came here to meet you." I brushed aside my collar after Haytham's dirty hand touched it, the man immediately glared in annoyance, "We need to talk."

"No, aren't you satisfied to hurt her that day?" Haytham pushed me, made me push him back.

"I never ever intended to hurt her." I yelled as I could feel my ears was ringing in my rage.

I battled the urge to throw my fist to him, but in the end my fist never met his annoying face. It was the resting place of the dead, and I respected them.

"Can you two stop fighting just once?" Jazzlin's voice ran in exasperation and exhaustion. Her face turned more serious and gave a brief look of disappointment.

I wiped my nose before silently observing her serious face.

No matter how many times she tried to be serious, her face still kept a cute side. I never got tired of staring at her.

"Stop staring at me like that." I snapped when she slapped my shoulder so hard.

Haytham's face turned into a full smirked. I really wanted to punch it.

"I'll talk to you." She talked to me, making me give Haytham my most satisfying smile back to him.

Jazzlin nodded slowly to Haytham before pulling my wrist away from the car.