Love Story?

"I forgot to tell you, Giz. Well... I'm just annoyed at him for being arrogant. And I don't like it when he approaches you with that asshole face. Even though he's a high-class tycoon, his face irritates me enough."

Haha, if only Jerold knew. That it was actually Gizelle who approached Kenric, and not the other way around.

But it's okay. Gizelle had to thank the man. because of Jerold's aphrodisiac, Kenric fell into a deep sleep until he didn't realize the evil plan that Gizelle had engineered.

Ah- the whole earth supports her for this.

****

Gizelle was still struggling with a few bottles on the bartender's table. Poured red wine on the shot glass who knows how many times for some customers. Lieblings Bar tonight was pretty lively, just like her mind.

Well, in less than a week she will marry Kenric the arrogant CEO. Somehow the story, Gizelle who was initially enthusiastic and used various means to get Kenric was suddenly made doubtful of her own decision.

One week ago she contacted Daniel and Stella, telling them that she is getting married to Kenric soon. However, the surprise of the two friends because they couldn't believe that Gizelle was able to do Kenric that fast actually made the bartender have little guts.

She was confused. Very confused. Is this the most appropriate way? Will this guarantee her future life? Is she sure that she can survive a 12-month marriage with a man she doesn't love? Oh- come on, Gizelle's future husband is an arrogant and haughty figure who has a frozen heart. Also a hypersexual.

Ugh... just imagining it made Gizelle shudder in disgust.

"What do you think?"

Gizelle gasped. "Oh, nothing."

"Don't lie to me, Giz. I know you haven't focused on work since earlier. What's wrong? You can tell me."

Jerold leaned closer to Gizelle's body, staring at the woman intently.

"I'm getting married next week."

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"Shut your damn mouth!" Gizelle snapped, glaring at him. "Look people are starting to look at us weirdly! Oh- how stupid you are!"

Jerold looked around. Shit! The eyeballs of the visitors seemed to be out of place because they were disturbed by his swearing.

Damn mouth!

"Sorry, I didn't mean to attract visitor's attention," he said. "But, Giz... are you serious? Who are you married to? Don't you have a boyfriend?"

"Do I really have to have a lover to get married?"

"Generally so."

"Our love story is different than usual."

Pffft. What did she just say? Love story? Oh- come on, Gizelle wants to laugh until the world heard it. How could this contract marriage be called a love story?

Haha, surely she will keep this fact a secret from people.

"Then what was your love story like? What was your relationship status before? Why I haven't seen you date a man? And why is it suddenly like this?"

So much talk, damn it!

Gizelle is lazy to answer questions that must all be based on lies.

"Our love story is unique. I can't describe it in words. Isn't love like that?"

Yeah, Jerold knew about that.

"It's up to you what you think. But who is that lucky man?"

Jerold's brown eyes tucked a sad look. Oh, certainly. Who is not heartbroken when the person we love will marry someone else?

"Kenric Federico Reagan."

"WHAT THE--"

"How dare you scream again, I'll cut your throat with the grass shears!" suddenly Gizelle gave Jerold an ultimatum while covering the man's mouth with her hand."

Luckily she moved fast. Otherwise, maybe the whole bar will stare at the two of them again.

"Huhh... huhh," the man took a deep breath of air. Oh, my gosh. He almost died from Gizelle's hands covering his nose and mouth.

Hahahaha damn!

"I just... can't believe it. That arrogant conglomerate Kenric? The one who some time ago threw flower vase water on your face?"

Piglets! Why did he have to remember that incident, huh?!

Chuckling, Gizelle rolled her eyes. "Yeah. You don't have to remember that ridiculous thing. I'm sure he and I are getting married next week."

"Ah, let me guess. Did your story formed after the dramatic scene of watering the vase that day? The enemy becomes love like in most romance movies?"

"I... no," the bartender shook her head quickly. "Our story is not like that."

"Then what? Hate to be in love? Come on, it's the same. Hm... I wonder, since when did you interact so intensely that you even thought about getting married?"

"I told you that our love story is not like any other love story."

"When did you two go together? I'm sure the arrogant Kenric couldn't have suddenly asked you to marry him without some prior conversation. I even heard that he has been living alone for a long time without a lover."

"We decided to get married because we love each other, idiot! Your question is weird!"

Jerold looked into Gizelle's eyes with hard to read eyes. "Is that so? Why can't I see the love in your eyes?"

"Love is only in the heart, not in the eyes. If you look for love in my eyes, then even until a chicken lays an egg, you will never find it. All you found in my eyes only lens and cornea, stupid!"

Pffft.

"Do you really love him?"

Oh shit! How dare this bastard interrogate her, huh?!

"Yes."

"Does he love you too?"

"Of course! Otherwise, how could he ask me to be his wife?" Gizelle's alibi was full of confidence, hoping the answer she gave would make Jerold believe her.

"That means... a few weeks ago I gave your future husband an aphrodisiac?"

Haha, future husband you say? Ah, it sounded so funny to Gizelle's ears.

The woman tried to control herself so that Jerold wouldn't get suspicious. "You don't need to feel guilty. That day there was no connection between me and him."

"Wow. And during this month you both decided to get married? What kind of joke is this, hey?!"