The Make You Miss Me

I looked around the studio where many of my fans were also watching. I am currently being asked by the host of TV ZR Channel or rather they are interviewing me. They had a lot of questions that I answered well and correctly.

"Have you no intention of settling down, Ms. Jessel? Haven't you thought about getting married and having a family?"

I smiled at the media's question to me. I touched the side of my lips and it seemed that I just returned to the memory...when in those times I was still with the man I loved for almost 16 years and until now he is still the one that beats my heart.

But that memory is only in the past. You can go back but you will never feel the good feeling while you are still with the only man you have loved in your whole life. All you can do is bring back memories that only your mind can do.

"For now... I haven't thought about that yet... I'm focusing on my career right now but if I can find a man who I'm sure I'll be happy with, you'll know. .. I won't be ashamed to introduce him to all of you," I answered with a smile and they couldn't help but stay because of the excitement of what I said.

"If that's the case, Ms. Jessel. You haven't experienced love yet? What is love for you?" he asked me again.

"Hmm... I've fallen in love once... With the right person but the only thing that wasn't right was the time. You have true love... but it's still inevitable that you end up in a complicated relationship. So, it's also true saying that love is not rushed and you should wait for that right time, so you don't get hurt... Because sometimes love seems like a blink of an eye. At first you will feel that love but in just a blink of your eye. He will just disappear... unexpectedly..."

"Looks like you're pulling something, Ms. Jessel?" he asked me smiling and I smiled too.

"Can you believe that once in my life...I had a happy family with my ex husband?" I asked and immediately there was a lot of noise around. I seemed to surprise them with the words I uttered.

"So... You got married and when was that? And who is that lucky guy, Ms. Jessel?" They have many questions...but I can't answer them one by one.

"He's around but it's hard to catch him. He's like a ferocious lion that just one look will make you back away in fear," I answered with a laugh and they were amazed.

"You guys like to keep secrets," she said and laughed. I just smiled at her.

"But...if your ex-husband is watching at this time... What message would you share for him?" I thought for a moment.

I focused on the camera and I thought my ex-husband was also looking at me at this time.

"Baby... You didn't make an effort to follow me, coax and ask for my hands again and continue our broken love... But this is all I can tell you... I'll make you miss me. .." I said seriously but I showed everyone my true emotions at this moment.

That was the last thing I said and I know they were not satisfied but I didn't answer anymore, they had a few more questions.

My bodyguards rushed after me when they saw me walking out of the studio where I was currently being interviewed about things related to my life.

I walk tall while wearing my shades. They opened the backseat door.

It was only then that I breathed a sigh of relief when the media didn't see me again. I feel like I'm being strangled by the neck because I'm not used to a lot of people. Even this should be my life.

"Miss Jessel... Where are we?"

"Let's go straight to the hotel. I want to rest now..." I said and sighed.

I leaned my back against the headrest and closed my eyes. Two cars followed us and my bodyguards were in them. My secretary is with me in this car.

"Ms. Jessel, your Dad sent it," my secretary told me and my eyes widened.

I looked at the paper bag she was holding. I took it with a smile from his hands.

"Thanks, pretty," I thanked her. That's what I often call the girls I talk to. I can barely remember their names.

"Happy birthday, daughter," that's what was written on the paperbag card and my sweet smile broke out again.

I'm, 35 years old now... Hmm... I'm too old...

When we returned to the hotel, I received a bouquet of red roses. My secretary quickly took it away from me. When I saw the crease on my face.

"Who gives this? She's allergic to flowers," my secretary said coldly.

I looked at the flower just as my bodyguard was about to throw it away. I love flowers but...my body reacts especially when I smell them. Unfortunately...

"Just give it to me," I said, "Wait," I stopped while covering my nose with the back of my hand, "Please, don't throw it away. It's too bad," I added. She is still beautiful.

I held my chest as it tightened. I think I inhaled too much of the smell of flowers.

I also started coughing and I know my nose is red. I can feel its itching.

"What's going on here?" I stopped coughing when I heard that cold, baritone voice. My heart beat faster and the hair on my body started to stand up.

"Sir Eryx..."

I slowly turned to the man who app.