She met his gaze. Yes.

As she reached the door, she caught a pained, angered voice from behind. Jessie! She glanced down, seething. Ever think of this day when you ditched me? Im not a spring chicken anymore, Albert. I want to settle down.

Is that too much to ask? Butt out and mind your own business! With that, she swung the door open, ready to depart.

But Albert grabbed her from behind. She melted into a hug, pressed against the door. After years, she felt his sturdy frame again.

Despite office life, he still had it.

voice was low. If marriage is your game, Id make a darn good husband. Why go for that stuck-up man?

transported back three

expression darkened. He hadnt meant

rage, Jessie demanded, Mr. Waston, forgot something? 1am never going to marry you! Whats your game? Why are you doing this to me? She refused to cry. Things were on track

great boyfriend and her career was on the rise-life was

up tears. What a jerk! What made him think shed

her tears threatened to spill.

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