91 Jealous
It’s been fifteen minutes since Christian expressed his intention to take Elena to Paris to Elena’s parents, an hour ago Elena finally agreed to Christian’s request to go to Paris. However, on one condition, Christian must first ask permission from Elena’s parents directly.
“Are you going to be alone with Elena, sir?” asked Mrs. Camila, Elena’s mother in a slightly trembling voice.
“Yeah, I’ll just be alone with Elena in Paris,” Christian replied calmly, in his heart he cursed Elena who had been deliberately teasing him. Elena, who was sitting next to her mother, stuck out her tongue repeatedly, trying to deliberately break his concentration.
“A job, right?” asked Mrs. Camila again.
Christian nods slowly. “More than work, madam. This is a big problem that I need to solve quickly, otherwise there will be more problems behind.”
Mrs. Camila gulped, as an ordinary person she was so scared and panicked when she heard the words of her only daughter’s lover. The sa reaction was also shown by Mr. Wilson who imdiately nodded his head, the man who was no longer young did not have any bad thoughts at this ti. The big na of the Clarke family made him not dare to think about things.
“So you’re only going to be away for two days, sir? Are two days enough to deal with such a big deal, sir?”
“Father...” Elena imdiately interrupted her father’s words.
Mr. Wilson imdiately turned to Elena and gave her the code not to speak, what an innocent old man.
.....
Christian smiles. “Enough, more than enough even, but it can all be over quickly depending on how Elena is performing. Just like when we went on a business trip to South Australia a few months ago.”
“Then the matter this ti is really important, isn’t it,” cried Mrs Camila innocently. “All right, you wait a minute, Mr. Clarke. I’ll help Elena get ready then.”
Elena widened her eyes hearing her mother’s completely unexpected words, Elena couldn’t believe her mother would imdiately give permission without a second thought.
“Co on, Elena,” said Mrs. Camila again. “You must leave for Paris imdiately, the sooner you and Mr Clarke leave the sooner this important business will be finished.”
“But Mom...”
“Follow your mother, Elena,” interrupted Mr. Wilson in a soft voice. “Don’t make your boss wait too long.”
Mrs Clarke impatiently grabbed Elena’s hand, forcing her to hurry up to her room to get ready. Leaving Christian smiling triumphantly at Elena’s parents who have given her permission so easily.
“So after the business in Paris is over do you and Elena have to travel again, sir?” asked Mr. Wilson politely.
Christian smiles. “As I said earlier, this weekend I might have to go back to Geneva to celebrate my sister’s birthday with our parents at ho. That’s why I decided to take Elena to Paris today, so I wouldn’t be late. attended my sister’s birthday, Mr. Wilson.”
“So you chose to advance your schedule to be able to attend your sister’s birthday? Wow, you really are such a loving person,” said Mr. Wilson with great admiration. “Nowadays young people like you really are so rare, they usually even prefer to spend ti outside with their friends than having to attend family events.”
“Family is everything to , sir. Especially my mother and my younger sister, they were both my first loves. The one who made who I am.”
Mr. Wilson’s eyes sparkled, his admiration for Christian grew even greater. As a man who also loves his wife and children so much that Mr. Wilson likes his daughter’s boss personality even more, Mr. Wilson does not know that the real reason Christian invites Elena to Paris is to please his own ego.
The sound of Elena’s footsteps and Mrs. Camila’s footsteps made Christian and Mr. Wilson end their conversation, both of their attention being drawn to Elena who was already carrying a dium-sized backpack on her shoulders.
“Aren’t you going to just take your suitcase with you, honey?” Mr. Wilson asked quietly, half whispering to Elena who was already standing beside him. Mr. Wilson feels that the bag his daughter is currently using is not suitable for use when going on a business trip.
Elena took a deep breath. “We’re going to be doing more outdoor activities, that’s why I chose to bring a backpack, dad.”
“Wouldn’t your work clothes get wrinkled if you put them in a small bag like this?” asked Mr. Wilson again.
“No, I have arranged everything well. Moreover, the hotel also provides laundry services, so if my clothes are wrinkled, I just ask them for help,” replied Elena again, she really has beco a rebellious child this ti because she has lied too much and it’s all Christian’s fault. The annoying Christian has made her join in the lies he made because he doesn’t dare to speak honestly, even though Elena is actually afraid that Christian will tell the truth by revealing their relationship to her parents. Elena is worried about her parents’ response if they both find out about her relationship with Christian.
Mrs Camila patted her husband’s shoulder gently. “Don’t worry, Elena is fine, honey.”
“And smart, madam. Don’t forget that,” Christian jokes with a smile.
Elena’s parents imdiately laughed at the sa ti, the husband and wife were happy to hear the complint that Christian had just said. Because it was getting late, Christian then invited Elena to leave imdiately. Christian really can’t wait to make beautiful mories in Paris with Elena.
After giving a loving kiss to her parents, Elena then got into Christian’s car to imdiately leave for the airport. Just like when they went to Adelaide, this ti they will fly using one of Christian’s jets. Knowing that Christian has several private planes makes Elena lazy to guess which plane she will use this ti.
“No wonder the firefighter can take you to Paris, it turns out that your parents are very easy to give permission,” Christian said quietly with a smile, sarcastically subtly quipped the innocent attitude of Elena’s parents who were easily fooled.
“Jason and I have been friends for a very long ti, which is why my mom and dad gave Jason permission when he accompanied to Paris.”
“Knowing long enough?” Christian repeats Elena’s words quickly.
Elena nodded slowly. “Yeah, I’ve known Jason almost sixteen months since he moved to live near our house.”
“Oh, I still rember the first eting very well, hm...”
“Not very morized, because when Jason and his family moved at that ti my father was sick. And when my mother and I were confused about what to do because the taxi refused to co to our house with the excuse that access to our house at that ti was filled with thugs, Jason ca and imdiately offered help without us asking,” said Elena quietly explaining how her first eting with Jason she rembered so well. “And since then my mom and dad have been really good to Jason.”
Christian falls silent, at a loss for words. He was holding back from swearing at Elena, realizing that Jason’s first eting with Elena was so morable for Elena that Christian’s chest burned. His jealousy flared with ferocity at this ti.
“Jason and I are really just friends after all, nothing more. When we were in Paris we slept in separate rooms and never had any physical contact except...”
“Except?” Christian’s voice is imdiately high-pitched. “Unless what, Elena?”
“Except when Jason led back to the motel where we were staying when I was in pain, because the wound on my leg hurt,” answered Elena honestly, Elena chose not to ntion about herself wearing Jason’s jacket.
“Fuck!”
Christian screams loudly, a fist he lands on the chair in front of him. A chair that is not occupied by anyone.
Elena flinched at Christian’s expression.
“Christ...”
“Don’t talk Elena, don’t make more angry,” Christian said loudly, the next second Christian imdiately turned his gaze towards the road, avoiding eye contact with Elena.
Christian was cursing his stupidity at that ti, he regretted his rude actions to Elena which in the end made Elena have to co into contact with Jason while calming down in Paris. If at that mont he could control his anger, there’s no way Elena would have gone to Paris and...damn. Christian really hates himself right now.
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