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The Last Tears

Emerald Castle... Jemmy sat lonely with his laptop hosting an online meeting with his staff. When he heard a slight movement, he looked at the bed attentively. "Send someone to protect Marina. She's my sister." Naysa said while still asleep. Jemmy didn't understand whether she was dreaming or meant what she said. When he tried to wake her up, she was still sleeping. But anyway, Wade was send off to Polar hotel. Evening, Naysa opened her eyes and stared into the black shiny eyes. Jemmy was too happy when she woke up. Though the doctor just said she was ok, Jemmy could still not believe his words. "How do you feel?" Jemmy asked. Naysa wanted to sit up but the strong hands held her back. "You'll hurt yourself." "Am fine I can sit ok?" She said but Jemmy didn't let her go. "Naysa there is one thing we have to talk about. The way you do take rush decisions is alarming and that's endangering your life. At least, wherever you go, take the guards with you. For the sake of your protection." Jemmy said. Naysa, with Jemmy's support sat up and looked at him. "I just don't know what came over me. Am sorry." She said, lowering her head like an obedient child to the parents. It was too cute that Jemmy stared at her admiringly. Even at her weakest point, she's still never lost her beauty. "I'll make you something to eat." He said as he stood up and headed to the kitchen. "Hey, some wonders here today!" Adrian started. "He's going to personally cook for her." Another guard said. "Wait, does he even know how to cook?" Stenson couldn't help laughing. In a matter of five minutes, the kitchen looked like a tornado zone. Broken pieces of glasses and plates were all over. Flour was all over the place plus in his face. His whole clothes were covered in flour and other kitchen ingredients. When he came out, Naysa who sat in the living room burst out laughing. Stenson couldn't help it as he took pictures. The other guards went out the couldn't suppress their laughter any longer. "Ooh my God! What were you doing?" Naysa held a mirror close to his face but Jemmy closed his eyes. "Do I look terrible?" He asked in a cute deep voice. "No... Not really. Who said my husband can look terrible? You look cute and funny. You've won a suit to the kitchen? I can't help it." Naysa laughed again. Looking at his suit, Jemmy couldn't help frowning. "What did you prepare for me?" She asked. "I made instant noodles." He said. "And how did you have your whole body covered in flour?" She asked. Jemmy kept quiet. "Can I go to the kitchen and have a look?" "No... Don't go there!" Jemmy stepped forward to stop her. "Can we go together then?" Naysa asked. "If you insist." He replied while leading the way. Naysa followed. The whole kitchen was a mess. The trash can was full of spoilt dumplings, pan cakes and many other goods he tried to prepare. He looked at Naysa innocently. "Ok you did a good job, but you're a pretty bad cook." She said. Jemmy stared at her as if digesting what she just said. "Ok, don't be mad at me for that kind of a comment. Can I be your teacher then?" "Sure." He replied. "But there is a fee to pay. Are you ready?" She asked. "How much is it teacher?" He asked eargerly that Naysa laughed. "It's not about money. It's something else." She said. "Whatever you want, I'll do it for you." Jemmy said. "Good, now take a guess before I tell you."

Dragon_2120 · Teen

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88 Chs

CHAPTER FORTY: THE TOWEL FELL OFF

"No... You can't go inside." Naysa stood before him, spreading her hands to secure the door.

Jemmy didn't actually want to force his way inside but he was curious, why doesn't she want me to go in? What's in there?

"Why?" Jemmy asked.

"That's my bedroom and it's private. You're a man. You can't get in." Naysa looked at him.

"Huh!" His black eyes shone and his pink lips curved curiously. He took a step more ahead and Naysa reacted quick by taking a step towards him to decrease the distance between them but what happened next made both of them freeze. The towel fell down, exposing her smooth skin, her curves, her soft breasts.

Naysa wanted the floor to just open and swallow her alive, while Jemmy felt the site before him was so breath taking. He held his breath as he swept a quick glance at her before holding out the towel.

"Am sorry." He said.

Naysa closed her her eyes and walked to the seat where she sank in the soft cushion, burying her head in her arms and roughly brushing her hands in her hair. "Umm....am just.... It's not what you think, I never intended anything to happen, all this was a mistake... Don't..."

Her voice was sad and Jemmy looked at her, suprised by her reaction. Though he wasn't sure what he would do if he were in her position, he thought she was too emotional now. He took slow steps to her. Naysa raised her face and their eyes met. Jemmy felt like his heart was stabbed by an arrow as he saw the teary eyes.

She's crying? Just because a towel fell off?

"No... Don't come close... It's not like j want to seduce you, please am sorry for everything." Naysa quickly stood up and ran to the bedroom, locking the door behind her. After a while of crying and cursing nature for making her feel this bad, she got dressed in a simple yellow dress with black flowers and half opened the door, thinking Jemmy was by now gone, but to her suprise, he was seated there, going through the lyric book she had left on the seat. When the door cracked, he looked up and their eyes met.

"Can I come in now?" He asked.

"Why do you so much want to get into my bedroom?" She asked.

"Am just curious." He said, standing up and walking to her.

Fearing that another awkward encounter can happen, she stepped aside to let him in.

Jemmy walked past her, avoiding any physical contact with her least she gets emotional. Looking around, the nineteen flowers were still there, and something more, the copy of each photo was neatly framed and arranged on the table. So, this was why she didn't want me into her bedroom?

"Am sorry I took the photos." She lowered her face and said. "I just... I just can't explain,I don't know but... Am sorry I took them."

"Is that why you didn't want me to get in?" He asked, looking at her closely. Like an obedient child, Naysa nodded.

"Aren't you angry?" She finally looked up.

"No... Why would I? The photos are of you and I, you have all the right to have each copy, ok?" Jemmy said.

"And... Have you forgiven me? About what happened earlier?" She looked away shyly.

"Mmh." Jemmy nodded. Her reactions were just too cute. She was too childish that Jemmy found it hard to believe she snatched Stenson's gun and shot at his feet. She looked fragile and young, blooming in the orange sun rays that penetrated the room. Her eyes ran over him widely. Jemmy could see her innocence in those wide eyes. She was a few inches shorted than him. She looked up at him and smiled.

"Why are you here?" She asked.

"Because I want to take you home. I hired new maids so next time you won't ask me why their is only one woman at the Castle." Jemmy said.

"You're too straight forward," Naysa complained while smiling.

"Don't you like it?" He asked.

"I do." She replied with a shy smile.

"I have a question for you, if I love you, will you love me back?" He asked.

"Didn't you say you love me already?" She asked.

"I did say yes, so, do you love me back?"

Naysa's mouth dried as she looked at him. This was the same question Marina had asked her and she didn't have an answer. Now, Jemmy looked into her face and with a sincere face, he asked the same question.

"Naysa, do you love me?" He repeated, this time, moving an inch closer...

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