Essa stood behind the wheelchair near the window with her mother and kept playing with Winston, and the room was filled with laughter.
When Jazz walked in, he saw such a scene and liked it very much because he felt warm and comfortable.
After breakfast, they went to the street together. Jazz did not let the two ladies push the wheelchair but did it himself.
Suddenly, Winston appeared a little embarrassed. He frowned hard and rubbed his back against the wheelchair as if feeling uncomfortable.
Essa's mother noticed it first and asked,"
What's wrong?" "I want to go to the lavatory as soon as possible." Winston lowered his voice because there were people around.
Jazz, who was pushing the wheelchair, heard his words and directly said, "I'll take him to the lavatory."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned the wheelchair around and left. Essa tugged at her mother's sleeve and asked where they were going. Only then did she know that Winston wanted to go to the lavatory.
She was a little worried. Jazz was a pampered son of a wealthy family, but Winston was in an awfully bad condition now. Could he take care of Winston?
But they went into a men's lavatory, so she could not follow them in. She had no choice but to wait outside.
Five minutes later, Jazz wheeled Winston out. His phone suddenly rang, so he stepped aside to answer the call.
Taking advantage of this period, Essa asked, "Winston, did you use the toilet? Did you feel uncomfortable just now?"
Winston shook his head and smiled, "Not at all. He was afraid that I would be uncomfortable, so he gave me a drink bottle. He also helped me wash my hands. You can smell my hands if you don't believe."
Essa raised her eyebrows because she hadn't expected Jazz to be so thoughtful!
They then had a good time together and didn't return to the hotel until eight o'clock in the evening.
Jazz had brought his notebook with him and was dealing with company affairs now. He seemed to have encountered some difficulties because his brows were furrowed hard, and his face looked gloomy.
Essa was used to his lazy and frivolous appearance and thought he didn't care about anything, so when she saw him looking so serious, she felt a little strange.
"What the matter? Are you in trouble?" She pretended to be relaxed, intending to liven up the atmosphere.
"Why do you think so?"
"Your expression tells me that you are in trouble now." Essa shrugged and said," Don’t worry."
Jazz pushed the notebook away silently. His company was indeed in trouble because there was something wrong with the overseas cooperation.
"Sometimes, you are indeed a man of the sentimental appeal, but it’s really boring to deal with company affairs when you are on vacation. What about we play poker together?"
He thought for a while and replied, "OX."
They had no cards in hand and needed more players, so they played poker online in turn. The one who won more games would be the victor.
Essa said that he was so lucky that he always got good cards when it was his turn. But when it was her turn, the cards were always awfully bad. It was not fair at all!
Jazz smiled complacently, "Don't make excuses. The result shows that you’re less competent than me."
Staring at his smiling face, Essa felt a lot
more comfortable, and then, she laughed and blew a raspberry at him.
She didn't even realize she had already begun to care about him...
Something was really slowly changing, but she didn't notice it...
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