Love Worth Fighting For

Suri who was wiping her tears with a tissue immediately turned to Asher who was now standing in front of her desk.

“Yes, I’m.”

“Are you crying?” asked Asher loudly, unable to hide his great surprise.

Suri shook her head. “No, I was just brushing off my sweaty makeup.”

Putting on makeup, good reason.

Asher smiled bitterly, growing up with Suri made him know her very well inside and out. He knew very well if Suri was lying right now, the girl was trying to hide her own problems and that made Asher feel unhappy.

“Is there any more work I need to do?”

Asher shook his head. “Nothing, I just wanted to take you to lunch.”

.....

Suri smiled. “I’m not hungry yet, Asher. You can eat your own lunch.”

“Are you serious? Didn’t you just eat half a serving of cereal this morning, huh?”

“I know my body well, Asher. Don’t worry,” replied Suri lying, Suri who was actually very hungry chose to stay in the room so she could satisfy her tears.

Asher pursed his lips. “Okay then, I’ll bring you a cup of coffee later.”

“Thank you, Asher.”

Asher smiled a little, not long after that he immediately left Suri’s room Asher then joined Johan who was waiting for him to come down to the cafeteria. Even though Asher’s position is quite calculated in the company, he still chooses to eat in the canteen with the other staff. When in fact he could have gone to a fancy restaurant as he pleased for lunch using the company credit card his uncle had given him.

One by one the staff left their desks to enjoy lunch, torturing Suri who was now completely alone on the floor after Jack and his two assistants went to eat together outside with Anne who was waiting in the lobby. After Luna was brought back to Luxembourg, Anne always took Jack to lunch with them at their favorite restaurant to cool off.

After making sure that there was no one on the floor, Suri continued to cry. With tears in her eyes, Suri let out all the pain that was whacking her. Treated very badly by everyone who used to pamper her so badly, Suri who feels that she deserves a second chance looks so sad when the people closest to her treat her so cruelly.

“I know I’m at fault, I know I’ve made a big mistake. Can’t you guys give me a second chance to make things right?”

***

Unlike Suri who is in so much torment, Christian actually seems very happy because Zwetta continues to accompany him in the hospital. Although Jorge wants to follow him to the hospital to treat him, Christian prefers to be cared for by Zwetta. Besides that, Christian still doesn’t want to tell about Zwetta to his closest people.

“Today you have been allowed to go home, your condition has improved. Besides...”

“Don’t go!”

Zwetta who was talking calmly immediately gave a murderous look to Christian who had just interrupted her words.

“Listen to me to the end,” Zwetta grumbles in annoyance, treating Christian for two days completely draining her of energy. This man really tested her patience.

“What for? Haven’t you said it more than three times, have you?”

“Christian Clarke!”

“Yes.”

The happy glow that Christian gave when he looked at her made Zwetta sway, her intention to be angry with Christian instantly disappeared. Damn.

“No, I don’t want to talk to you. You suck!”

Christian smiled a little, seeing Zwetta who was angry like this made his longing for Elena slightly eroded. Zwetta really became a medicine for him.

“Work with me, Zee. I need you,” Christian says suddenly. “I need someone I can trust to protect me from my enemies who are still out there after me.”

“What?”

“I will pay you dearly, whatever you ask I will grant it. If necessary I will contact Robin Jones, the former American secret agent who became your boss.”

Zwetta’s lips opened wide, she looked so surprised when Christian was able to correctly pronounce Robin’s last name complete with Robin’s old job that not just anyone could know.

Seeing Zwetta’s surprise makes Christian smile widely. “I already know who Robin Jones and your buddies are in New York, Zee. Do I need to name them one by one to make you believe?”

“How did you know about us?” Zwetta asked coldly.

“Oliver Lee, the top leadership of the NYPD is a good friend of mine,” Christian replies quietly with a smile. “It wouldn’t be difficult for me to get information about you guys if I had a friend as great as Oliver Lee in the city you’re currently living in.”

“Fuck...”

Christian smiles. “I just want to ask you to take care of me, Zee. Nothing more, apart from that I will also pay dearly to Robin. Isn’t the job I offered you much better than the job that Robin has given you?”

Zwetta doesn’t answer Christian’s words, she still looks displeased with Christian’s words earlier. Zwetta forgot that the man she had cared for with all her heart was Christian Clarke, the heir to the business empire of the number one entrepreneur in Luxembourg and Switzerland.

“I need you, Zee. Right now, I don’t know who is targeting me. All of my men who have interrogated the attackers have had no results.”

“Not getting results?”

“Those attackers don’t know who paid them to attack me,” Christian replies seriously. “None of them communicated directly with the mastermind of all these attacks, because the person who gave them the money was found dead when my men tracked him down. Most likely that person was killed immediately when the attackers failed to do their job.”

Zwetta straightened up, she knew Christian was having a serious talk with her at the moment. “Don’t you have a list of suspects?”

Christian purses his lips. “I’m a businessman, Zee. My rivals are everywhere, it’s very difficult for me to track them one by one. All I can do is maximize my guard and to be honest the attack that happened five days ago I really didn’t think it would happen.”

“Bad people won’t attack you when you’re ready, Christ. They will surely wait for the right time to subdue you, including what your attackers did five days ago. I’m sure that the mastermind behind all your attacks yesterday is someone who already knows you well. Only people who know you well know the route you used often yesterday. Because that road is very rarely passed by other car drivers if it’s not in an emergency.”

Zwetta’s words instantly make Christian pause, she can’t really think that far. The number of problems that occurred outside of her control made her concentration level decrease.

“Or in other words, there’s a traitor you’re feeding with your hands right now.”