The Boss' Admirer
ing anywhere. Mr.
since the first day he worked as a personal driver, his boss has
dsome face. Nevertheless, he let his boss call him Jay. He never protested, except silently in his heart. If he protested,
am. I'll take m
elf, Mr. Jay. Tomorrow, you have to
, Ma'
y times do I have to tell you to stop call
his lips tightly as his boss
that call again.
hin smile, t
smiled broadly. "T
come, Miss
y the woman lived alone. Simultaneously, his b
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uh?" Jay mut
ay down on the small bed that only fit him.
nt anyone. It drew people in, making them fall in love and trapped in
ed again. "If only I
ger at a service company. He didn't know which department she managed. He never asked. His relationship with
ak heart every time he saw Faranisa talking with her hands ge
t achieved anything. Being a personal driver was the best job he had, aft
ting his thoughts about Faranisa,
e call. Talking to the caller, a lit
t coming a
was the anniversary of his wife and child's death. Every year, his wife's family hel
eath didn't need to b
logize
. "Take care of yourself. I really want to see h
u." That was the on
d the middle-aged woman who was very kind to him. But Jay didn't want
ain about Faranisa. She was the perf
settled in his heart. But ever since then, he hoped there would be n
ot to accompany her to her parents' house. Jay didn't want to pass th
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eakfast together, okay? Later, we'
made him fall deeper into his boss' charm. A boss who wa
appeared, making
uniform that Mr. Jay usually wears
default black or navy driver's uniform. With two pockets on the
y remained silent. He ignored his boss' complaints to maintain the boun
jaya: Ye
t an old lad
very adorable. Sometimes, the desire to stroke her brown hair surged when she behave
aya: Sorr
he wanted to replace bad memories wit
d. His boss is on another level of beauty and she is out of her league. B
oser, he