WHEN FATE DETERMINES
74. The New Day 4 November

The lover was still in a flannel shirt with light blue and white long sleeves in lieu of her birthday dress at the hotel earlier, not one bit shows the impression of being tired after one day yesterday full activity without feeling the time of rest means. Lionel felt the need to make a delay.

Yesterday midnight Lionel texted him and went to bed no more than 10 minutes later without Lionel knowing for sure whether the woman could really be good or not...get up early in the morning to go to work and then just keep doing the next other things until finally now, already in this villa.

Lionel decided to give the woman a long time to rest first starting at this minute as well. At midnight at exactly 00:10.

We are entering a new day on November 4th...

"This is you Lionel. There are also pictures of you here. But not much either."

I heard the woman sound like she was muttering. Lionel could hear enough.

Respond immediately with,

"You just wait a little while longer, soon..."

Leona's head only glanced at her seriousness as she looked at a photograph of Lionel taking pictures among his office employees. Bule all, about 20 people.

Ohh, cute.

He's a young Asian man alone among Amrik's bulls.

Although not really as high as the colleagues who almost all of the higher than 170, Lionel still appear pede and charismatic in the company's work uniforms, he said, it is likely that the man has not risen to the top position 4 years ago.

After serving the highest position, of course, the appearance of his daily work changed into a suit-clad shirt. Tiered anyway. Cool.

Some photos of the lover in the suit have been seen by Leona in her social media account.

Proudly.my friend is Lionel Agustian. Cute, cool, sexy. The important officer of an elite company overseas.

Like it's not real.

Like in a dream.

"You just wait? Meanin?" Leona asked as she ended the session looking at the photo that Lionel had in it. Switch to another photo frame.

The smile bias that was still decorating on Lionel's thin-shaped lips implied a certain meaning.

The man felt by Leona was silent and then the woman turned to the lover who looked back at him, gave a certain eye deeply, sending a sign through the way he looked like that.

A second two seconds and three seconds digest the meaning of the view, then understand it.

"Aaa-s." His head nodded with a smile back with a meaningful dikulum smile.

A picture of himself, right, that will soon be? "Hehe..."

Lionel's head was nodding.

Justifying what is already caught in the thoughts of the lover and can be read by the mind of Lionel.

"Come, baby, come with me. It's time for you to rest. Yesterday the day of your activity was extraordinarily busy. It's better tonight we both get a complete break first."

Lionel himself was tired as well.

Sitting nonstop in the chair was no less exhausting.

The man spoke as he scrolled the wheelchair back and forth, pushing it towards somewhere.

He was unyielding driven by Leona. Never allow the lover to trouble themselves pushing the wheelchair that is sitting on it.

I don't know why.

The woman actually objected to being banned but was too reluctant to argue, reluctant to ask why Lionel would not allow it.