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