âSheâs just a friend,â Marcus clarified with a faint smile.
But Jessie immediately grabbed his hand even tighter and said to Albert, âHello, Uncle Albert!â
Marcus quickly pulled his arm out of her grip.
He wasnât a particularly warm person.
âUncle Albert, itâs getting late, I need to board,â he said to Albert after checking the time on his wristwatch.
Albert lifted his chin slightly in response.
âYou didnât ask me why I came to the airport today,â he said in mock rebuke.
âYouâre so much like your father, not much Like Rena.
Always so aloof.
â
It was when he said this that it occurred to Marcus to glance at his car.
âYou came to pick up a client?â he guessed.
âYes.
â Albert nodded with a smile.
âI came with my secretary.
Speaking of which, my secretary is pretty much from Duefron.
Would you like to meet her?â
Marcus was pressed for time, and he also didnât want Jessie to pester him.
He certainly didnât want to be her fake boyfriend.
After thinking for a moment, he said to Albert, âMaybe next time.
â
Albert didnât insist.
He just smiled and said, âThatâs a pity.
â
Marcus gave him a parting nod and then left with his luggage.
Jessie, whom he had left behind, stomped her feet in frustration.
Albert, with his hands in his pockets, looked at her with a faint smile on his face.
âIf I were you, I would just give up and forget about him.
He certainly wonât be your Mr.
Right,â he warned her.
As far as he was concerned, he wouldnât judge the way Jessie pursuit Marcus.
All was fair in love and war, after all.
However, Marcus already had someone else in his life.
Even though they had had disagreements and parted ways, she was still pregnant with his child and was currently in Albertâs car.
Meanwhile, Jessie turned around when she heard what Albert said.
She no longer acted all nice and sweet.
Instead, she said sarcastically, âThank you, Uncle Albert, but thatâs my decision to make!â
âBetter take the advice.
Itâs for your own good,â Albert pointed out before turning around and heading back to his car.
But Jessie followed him.
âIâd like to hitch a ride with you when youâre going back,â she requested.
âSorry.
That will not be possible.
Not much space in here,â Albert refused.
Jessie became furious.
What kind of person was this man? He looked like a gentleman, but he lacked grace!
Meanwhile, Albert leaned against his car leisurely and lit a cigarette.
As he smoked, he watched Jessieâs retreating figure as she walked away.
âIf I let her get in the car, she might cry on the spot,â he muttered to himself with a chuckle.
Now that only Albert was standing outside, Melissa finally felt comfortable enough to get out of the car.