"Montez, don't chase after her," Qiana told Montez.
Montez replied in a worried tone, "Ms. Qiana, Yesseca looks so sad,"
"That's good," said Qiana. "That way, she won't love your father anymore."
"Yesseca may not even love my daddy."
"If she didn't, then everything you said wouldn't have affected her. You have nothing to worry about anymore," Qiana added.
Montez was confused.
He thought that he loved Yesseca and that she loved him too, but now his teacher was telling him that Yesseca loved his father.
Now their relationship was all messed up.
How can a daughter-in-law be in love with her father-in-law?
Yesseca couldn't remember how she found her way back to the mall.
When she arrived, there was only an hour left before her shift ended.
Yesseca stood in front of the cashier, her body still trembling.
She felt completely different from earlier.
All the excitement and nervousness she felt was gone, leaving behind only an endless void of sadness.
How could this be!
She thought that Tremaine loved her, but now it seemed that everything she had seen online was true. She was just the plaything of a rich man, another body on his list of countless conquests.
Montez said that Tremaine had many women waiting on him.
He called these women frequently and called them his sweethearts.
She thought about how Tremaine behaved after she had her period last night.
Although he was a little embarrassed, he was thoughtful enough to buy her some sanitary pads and brought her to a hotel to clean up. He was very familiar with how to go about that situation. Had he experienced that before? Otherwise, how could he know what to do so easily?
He also felt jealous when he learned that he wasn't the only one who treated her this well. He must have treated those other women the same way.
The more Yesseca thought about it, the more upset she became.
She felt so restless in her heart that she couldn't sleep that night. She had even gone to see Montez in hopes that he would confirm her feelings with such excitement, only to learn it was all wishful thinking. It was ridiculous of her to even have the idea.
In a blink of an eye, her shift ended.
Even when the employee for the next shift arrived, Yesseca hadn't left yet.
The employee who was supposed to replace her asked, "Yesseca, why haven't you left yet?"
Yesseca looked blankly at her. "Ah, is my shift over?"
Her colleague laughed, "Of course. Your shift ended ten minutes ago. What happened to you? You don't seem excited to be done with work,"
"Oh," Yesseca whispered before walking out of the store.
Yesseca walked out of the mall slowly, like a snail. There was a Rolls-Royce parked at the entrance of the mall.
It was Tremaine's car.
Yesseca stopped walking.
Her heart raced for a moment before calming back down.
Yesseca patted her chest.
What on earth was she getting so worked up for?
Tremaine must have taken in several women, not just her!
She didn't want to be like them, another one of Tremaine's conquests!
This man, who's been with so many other women and called them his sweethearts, was such a playboy. What a shameless and perverted man!
Weirdo!
She didn't care about that pervert!
Yesseca changed course swiftly.
She didn't walk straight ahead. Instead, she turned left.
She was avoiding Tremaine.
However, Tremaine had spotted her when she came out.
Tremaine noticed that Yesseca walked in another direction after she recognized his car. It was obvious that she was avoiding him.
Tremaine frowned. What was this woman doing?!
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