Tell Me Again, My Love

Everyone gasped and quickly ran to their seat. Their heaven ended too early! Only one day. Shouldn"t the boss go there for two days or more? Shouldn"t he turn into a G.o.dzilla for two days or more there? Why would he return so early? So quick?

So when Jeremy entering the office area with Jacob following behind with his face black with frustration.

Everyone gulped nervously. Their boss was having a bad mood already? Who could help them? Mama…

Jeremy entered his office room and went to sit on the couch. He crossed his arms as well as his legs.

Jacob did not dare to sit. He simply stood tall like a plank, waiting for any instruction.

"Make sure tomorrow"s meeting everyone is ready with their report. Ten minutes between each meeting for rest," Jeremy instructed.

"Yes, sir," Jacob nodded his head while his hands were busy taking down the order. According to the schedule, there would be three meetings.

"After the meeting with the shareholders, I have a meeting with my music management. Hence, I don"t want to extend each meeting for more than two hours. Tell the managers to be prepared and come right on time or be prepared to be replaced by someone else."

Jacob gulped but still writing down the warning. He would send them right after this. He also needed to urge those who haven"t sent the reports to send them quickly. He needed to compile everything by today so that tomorrow he would not miss anything.

Jeremy gave more instructions to Jacob before he dismissed his personal a.s.sistant. He then took out his phone and checked. No message from her. Was she still in the flight?

He closed his eyes and tried to remember how long it takes for the flight to reach its destination. But he could not remember. He quickly checked the website and counted silently. And then groaned loudly. She was still up there on the sky, probably deep in her sleep.

He twitched his lips, hoping desperately to see how she looked right now. Knowing her, she must be sitting in the economy cla.s.s even though she could pay for the first-cla.s.s seat.

Then, he frowned. Who was sitting beside her? Was it a man? If it was a man, was that man eyeing her with a l.u.s.tful look? Oh no, what should he do? He needed to protect his adorable, beautiful and naive Catherine from all those bad men. 

If only she did not accept those jobs...

"Jeremy, stay focus. You still have a lot of work to do," he groaned loudly. He could not keep mooning over Ryn when he had so many things to do.

He forced himself to the huge table where a tall pile of files waiting for him. He even had a headache when seeing the files were still untouched.

Better late than never, his heart whispered.

He cracked his neck and stretched his arms and back before he sat down on the chair and took the top file to read and decide what he should do with the project. 

Before long the vein on his forehead popped.

What did he just read?

He reached forward and pressed the intercom.

"Jacob!" 

Within five seconds, Jacob appeared in front of him, looking so fl.u.s.tered and scared.

"What is this?" Jeremy asked, throwing the file at Jacob.

"B... boss?" Jacob picked the scattered file on the floor and quickly looked at which department it belonged to. He groaned silently seeing it came from a familiar name.

Why? Why didn"t he checked it carefully before he sent it to the boss?

*~*~*~*

Ryn was having her nap when someone shook her shoulder.

"Miss, we"ve reached the airport. Please wake up." A woman"s voice whispered close to her ear and it tickled her ear. On impulse, Ryn touched her ear.

Ryn stirred a bit. Without opening her eyes, her hands reached to buckle the seatbelt. The woman who was actually one of the stewardesses did not wait for her to open her eyes anymore and went to check the other pa.s.sengers. As the flight would be landing pretty soon, she must ensure all pa.s.sengers to buckle up the safety belt.

Ryn yawned. She wanted to stretch her arms but her mind stopped her body before she did just that. Her mind still remembered where she was and with her long limbs, it was not suitable for her to do any stretching. She blinked her eyes and looked around. She yawned again. It was a short ride but she managed to steal some winks.

Instead of rus.h.i.+ng to get out of the plane just like the other pa.s.sengers, she just waited until almost everyone already left. She then lifted her arms to get her backpack and followed the rest leaving the aeroplane. 

She had no doubt she would not b.u.mp into Jennifer and her manager after being the last person to leave. 

She put on her sungla.s.ses after walking through the immigration station. She looked at her phone and smiled slightly. She still had time for a quick meal before she checked into a hotel.

She enjoyed herself with a huge plate of pepperoni pizza and a huge gla.s.s of Pepsi. For dessert, she enjoyed a slice of tiramisu.

Of course, before she devoured everything, she took a picture of the tiramisu to post to her Instagram. Yesterday"s photo was of her at the airport. The caption for today underneath the delicious dessert was a simple "Yummy". 

The only thing she forgot was to send the photo or send a message of her safe arrival to her boyfriend. She still was not used to having a boyfriend... yet, hence the lack of information to him.

Once her stomach was happily full, she went to the exit. This country was not unfamiliar to her. She just came to the place two months ago for another photo shoot. Hence, she knew where to go and how to get transportation to go there. Instead of taking a taxi or a Grab, she went straight to the bullet train to go to the hotel.

On her way there, she managed to grab a bag of fried twisted bread and a huge bottle of Cola to enjoy for her dinner. Of course, before she could devour her heavenly meal, she had to complete her job first. Hence,n after checking into the hotel, she would go straight to the venue of her photo-shooting. 

"I"ll see you later," she patted the paper bag fondly. The soda was safe in the small bar provided by the hotel. 

Ryn changed into another set of clean clothes before grabbed her backpack which was now empty of any cloth. The only things she brought were her wallet, a pack of wet tissue, a pack of tissue, a tube of lip balm, a 2-in-1 facial cleanser and a bottle of mineral water provided by the hotel and her trusty sweater. 

If everything went perfectly well, she could go back before midnight but if anything unintended happened, she might only able to return back to the hotel early morning, which she hoped would not happen. She did not want to miss any minute of sleeping on the bed even though it was not a familiar bed for her. A beggar could not be chooser, she always told herself. It took her quite a long time to get used to it, though, and even Mika followed to accompany her during those times. Of course, at that time she wished Jeremy could accompany her but they had to keep their relations.h.i.+p in secret and he was busy with his group. Luckily Mika was there with her.

It took half an hour with the heavy traffic before she reached the studio. She quickly introduced herself and was brought to the changing room to change into the outfit and put on the make-up and hairstyle for the shooting.

"Ryn, we meet again," a make-up artist cried when she saw Ryn who was walking into the make-up room.

Ryn at first looked clueless before her eyes widened in recognization. They had worked together before. It was when she had to work with the two bratty supermodels.

"You"re here as well?" the make-up artist asked.

"Yes. You too?" Ryn quickly sat on the chair. But her attention was on the make-up artist, "I can"t believe we are working together again."

"Hmm... and also today you will work with another artist. I hope she is not as troublesome as those two supermodels," the make-up artist said rather nervously. She did not know who the artist that would be working together with Ryn today and hoping this artist would not repeat the same problem those two supermodels did that time. Of course, the one thing she really wanted when she saw Ryn was for the shooting to be as quick as possible. She had no doubt Ryn could do it perfectly because she always did it right on the first take. The camera loved her.

 It really loved her.