Chapter 335: 335. The Courage.

Jessie was sick of the click click clicking of her heels aganist the hard floor. As that was the only sound she had been listening to for the last three minutes she had grown rather annoyed by it. Even more annoyed by the fact that she was not alone and yet... after patiently waiting in a boring office for more than two hours, she still had to endure the silent car ride. Too frustrated to continue in this defeaning silence she spoke up...

"Are you seriously still mad at me?" Jessie asked, breaking the silence.

"..." no answer.

"Hey! Jason... come on, I'm sorry okay, how many times must I say it?" She threw her hands up in frustration. 

"How about until when I accept your apology" he halted turning backwards partially to send her a childish glare.

Jessie pursed her lips in annoyance, "you're being childish." 

He turned fully, folding his arms across his chest he looked down at her, "am I? I got punched and my girlfriend apologised to the guy who punched me, how would you respond if Patricia slapped you and I apologised to her?" 

Jessie's eyes narrowed at his statement and she pursed her lips and mimicked him, folding her arms across her chest tucking them tightly underneath her bosom she tilted her head to the side. "That is not the same thing and you know it." 

Jason eyes widened and he scoffed "no I don't" He denied. 

"Patricia is not my sister" she spat back.

"Well neither is Jonathan, not completely though." 

Jessie hands fell away and she felt tempted to pull at her hair "what is wrong with you? What has Jonathan ever done to make you dislike him like this? I mean, he really looked up to you, why must you be so mean?" 

"He isn't someone I could like" 

"What does that even mean?" 

"The first time I heard I had brother do you know the first thought I felt? Disgust, my father used these words 'you're not irreplaceable, I have another son and he is prepared at any time to take what you have and trust me I'll let him'. Those were the words he said, to my mother and I, for the very first time." Jason stated, "my mother was heartbroken, she didn't show it but after that day she was different. She pushed me to do better, become better, she didn't kiss my head anymore, she was home less and less. I was no longer her precious son but the Kang heir. I was branded with the mindset, inheriting my father's company to make my mother happy." 

Jessie shook her head, "it still isn't his fault."

Jason nodded, "I know but do you think I'm the person that would look beyond all that to try understand him? No, I'm not kind, I'm not considerate and I accept willingly that I am a jerk."

"People change." 

"Yeah, maybe but not towards Jonathan. I could forget everything but not the fact that he covets you as well. That... I can never forgive, even if I let go of my birthright and wealth, even now that I share you are non negotiable." He said seriously, his words curt.

"But you're who I love, you're the one I'm with. The person I choose, doesn't that count as anything?" She asked softly, walking to him. How she had managed to be one of those cliche' girls stuck between two brothers. 

Jason gaze softened but they still held resistance as he looked away. "Who knows the future? You might not choose me tomorrow, how am I supposed to be comfortable with knowing that open arms are waiting for you if you ever change your mind?"

Jessie wanted to laugh but he looked too serious so he clearly wasn't joking, did he really think like that? "Jason I'm never going to change my mind." 

Still insisting he replied "people change." 

Jessie shook her head, "not me, not about this. I love you Jason and I am never going to stop loving you." She lifted her arms to stroke his cheek, but his hands caught hers.

"Nothing lasts forever, even I hurt you. You don't know the future, you can't predict how you'll feel about me in a few years." 

She sighed, relaxing visibly, "so are you saying you'll stop loving me at some point?" 

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His eyes narrowed dangerously and his grip tightened, pulling her to himself he looked intensely into her eyes. "No right?" She answered herself "so if you can't stop loving me why do you think I'll ever stop loving you? Does that seem fair, I always thought I was the more trustworthy partner, how disappointing." 

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"This couldn't wait?" Paul groaned as they walked into the third jewelry shop. "It's almost midnight, I need sleep I have a busy day tomorrow."

Jason paid him no heed as he kept his head straight gaze steady, looking side to side with grunting deeply from time to time. "How many have you purchased now?" 

"Twenty six..." he replied absentmindly, looking up at the woman whose stiff smile indicated her growing frustration. What customer shows up right before closing time and refuses to leave?

She bowed and walked forward to show him his newest muse. "You don't like the ones you bought? Why did you buy them?" Paul asked again. "You'll never stop finding better designs you know." 

Finally halting his movement and standing straight, Jason tucked his hands into his pocket and turned to Paul, slanting his body slightly, tilting his head. "Then how do I get the best ring?" He asked.

"There is not best ring, but there's a best ring for her. Suited to her, you have to get something she would like, look for her preferences she is the one that'll have to wear it anyway." He explained.

"What does Jessie like?" 

Jason paused, it was strange to think about, he hadn't given this much thought he'll admit. He had never even asked her what she liked or enjoyed doing... but that was not enough to offer discouragement to the conviction that caused him to rise with such frevency after the sun had set. "I'm not sure, I never asked" his reply was honest but sad, filling him with regret and disappointment, disappointment in his person. 

"So what? She doesn't have to say anything before you know what she likes. From my opinion Jessie likes a lots of things, the little things. She doesn't make a fuss about food, I don't think she really drinks I've never seen her drunk or even with a drink, for starters." Paul shrugged. 

So, it began to come to him. Her little actions, her little quirks, even her sense of style, he bought her so many clothes as she lived in his manor but he only saw her in simple casual clothing. "She doesn't dress like most celebrities, her style is so simple now that I think of it. But yet if she is in a room she's the only one I notice is that because I'm in love with her?" 

Paul shook his head, "that's just Jessie. It part of her charm, now pick out a ring with the description you just gave. Please I need sleep." 

Jason shot him a sharp glare but made no movement's in the direction of Paul's statement. The other frustrated and sleep depraved party just about to cry out was halted by explanation for lack of prior adherence. "I already have it, let's go." 

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"He's not coming today Krys, come sit you aren't meant to be standing for too long." Karen informed her stubborn sister.

Krystal leaned on the window sill, her long soft midnight black hair falling like caresses down her shoulder. Letting out a long sigh she turned around, smile a soft meaningful smile. "Guess there's no food today again." 

"Are you really bothered about the food? I know you miss him." 

Scoffing she jutted her chin forward "missing who? I'm not missing anyone, don't make assumptions. Why would I miss Jonathan?" 

"I never said it was Jonathan you missed" Karen shrugged and Krystal shoulders fell, tilting her head she gave her sister a stern gaze.

"Please who else comes everyday to bring us food?" Krsytal asked her hands on her waist.

"The pizza guy?"

"Like we have money for pizza everyday" she snapped.

"Hey! Don't take out your frustrations on me, I'm not a Kang brother." Karen whined running out of the room.

The old couch cried when she laid her weight on it with a hump. Why did she feel so uneasy? Why did she feel so uncomfortable? She wasn't as naive to deny this sensation, she was falling for her boss she also wasn't naive to know that he had eyes only for Jessie. But how could she be so stupid and fall for Jonathan? Why wasn't he coming anymore? 

"Should I call?" She wondered aloud, reaching out to pick the phone she never reached it why? She couldn't muster the courage, and that's how the night passed.. Another day gone.

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