Seeing them bond, Albert couldnât resist tousling Jeslynâs hair.
She felt like their little pet, getting petted whenever they pleased.
Elsie, sharp as a tack, dashed off to get frozen wonton.
Truth be told, Jeslyn wasnât a fan of it normally.
Maybe she just wanted Jessie around.
The VIP ward had a tiny kitchen.
Just as Jessie open the package, Albert strolled in, shutting the door behind him.
He wrapped his arms around her from behind, whispering, âIâve never seen you do this before.
â
Jessie pleaded for her freedom.
Albert released her, settling nearby, quietly observing her culinary skills.
In the light, her profile was gentle and lovely.
She wasnât as young and pretty as before but had gained a different kind of charm.
Though Albert was
tempted, he didnât want to complicate things.
He remembered she was still with Axell.
Albert backed off, sensing she wouldnât be pressured.
After reuniting for so long, they hadnât really talked openly.
Finally, in this small space, they could communicate.
He inquired about her work and life.
Jessie responded casually.
Their conversation flowed smoothly and pleasantly.
As the wontons sizzled, Jessie expertly plated them.
She then said softly, âAlbert, I get it.
Youâre waiting for me to split with Axell, thinking Iâll come back to you.
But have you ever considered that being with you would be the biggest compromise for me?â
Jessie wouldnât really mind dating divorced men.
But Albert, once the love of her life, was a different story.
He had tied the knot with someone else, which still bothered her.
âAlbert, why assume Iâd want a married guy?â
Her words stung, leaving her distressed.
Jessie didnât linger.
She turned down Albertâs offer to drive her home.
Outside the room, she spoke earnestly.
âAlbert, letâs call it quits on seeing each other.
â
With his hands tucked in his pockets, Albert remained silent, just watching her depart.
A lively voice broke the silence.
âMr.
Waston, I finally found you! Iâve been hunting you high and low.
â