Keep going, sir!" exclaimed Claire.

Jonas turned around in confusion. "Isn't that your house up ahead?"

"Just keep going, don't stop!"

Although still in confusion, Jonas followed Claire's wishes to continue driving the car.

Afterward, Claire was seen exhaling a sigh of relief.
That was close!

She couldn't imagine that Hans had caught her leaving with their boss. It was nothing, it was just that Claire had not prepared the right excuse to give Hans.

Not now, there would be a perfect time to explain everything.

Because she was too busy with her thoughts, Claire did not realize that Jonas had pulled the car over to the side of the road. The man was also seen looking at Claire demandingly.

Claire turned her head and grimaced at the stare. Feeling awkward, Claire instead displayed a wide smile that showed a row of flat teeth.

"Do you have something to say?" Jonas asked with one eyebrow raised.

"Me?" Claire pointed at herself then shook her head doubtfully.

"Then, why are you asking me not to stop?!" Jonas almost let out a high tone. Dealing with Claire, made Jonas have to restrain himself a lot.

Claire had to bite her inner lip to see the look on Jonas's face that could be said to be unfriendly at the moment.

"I thought earlier ..." Claire racked her brains for an excuse. "Oh, I left my cell phone behind, but no." Claire threw her gaze in any direction, reluctant to see the reaction of the man beside her who was certainly not friendly.

Jonas chuckled, and then he started the car engine again to turn back.

Claire was silent as she heard Jonas's annoyed chuckle. She didn't want to bother feeling bad. For some reason, ever since she found out that her boss was her future husband. Her previous respect was replaced with resentment and dislike.

Claire just couldn't stop thinking and regretting Jonas's attitude that didn't have his own stance. The man was mature and independent, he should have been able to prevent this marriage from happening. Why do rich families always help with strings attached? This reality is like a story in a novel. Claire didn't expect that her life story would be exactly like the novels she read.

Claire breathed a sigh of relief once Hans' white car was out of sight in front of her house.

Jonas had noticed and glanced at her. But Claire quickly acted casually.

When Jonas pulled the car over, Claire just realized one thing that was odd to her.
"Wait, how did you know that my house is here?" asked Claire who was curious to death.

Don't tell me that Jonas had been spying on her. If that's the case, it means that Jonas has been after her for a long time. That fact made Claire a little... horrified.

Was her boss like the psychopaths in the novels Claire had read? Like a handsome psychopath, for example.

Okay, Claire's mind was already contaminated by reading novels from author names, but who could be sure that it never happened in the real world.

Claire eyed Jonas warily.

"I was here once. Attended your parents' anniversary party."

Huft.

Claire breathed a sigh of relief again. How many times had she done this today? Today was really full of tension.

"Well. Thank you for dropping me off."

Claire just walked out without paying attention to Jonasl who was about to speak again.
Jonas was again dumbfounded.

What a polite woman.

***

"You know what? I heard that our Director is getting married soon."

"Really? Mr. Jonas?"

"Yes. A friend of mine who works at a well-known boutique said that her boutique is handling the wedding dress order for Jonas Doubson."

"Wow, I wonder who his wife is. What a lucky woman."

"Obviously, not from the lower ranks like us. Right, Claire?"

"Umh? Yeah... maybe." Claire squared her shoulders. Feigning ignorance in front of some of her friends.

"By the way, how is your relationship with Hans?"

"Nothing to worry."

"He seems to love you very much. When are you guys going to get more serious?"

Claire tried to smile naturally, even though the question bothered her a little. "I'm ...."

Before Claire could finish her sentence, her friend had said it again. "Look, we're talking about it, and the person immediately appears," said her friend with an amused smile.

Claire turned her head to follow the direction her friend was referring to. Hans was seen walking towards them. With his sweet smile of course.

Hans did not have a very handsome face, but it could not be said to be ugly. Claire's friends always called him a sweet guy. Because indeed Hans has a very sweet smile. Not only that, Hans was also a very friendly and kind man. So good, in fact, he could be kind to anyone regardless of gender, so many women misinterpreted his kindness.

Actually, there is nothing wrong with that; it's just that little by little, it triggers arguments between them. Claire once forbade Hans to be kind to women again. Because for God's sake, women today are too extreme. They can do anything to get the man of their dreams. It doesn't matter if the man is single or married.

"Hi, you guys eating here too?" Hans greeted the three women who were having lunch together. He pulled up a chair next to Claire. His movements did not go unnoticed by Claire's two friends who were there.

"Ehem, ehem! Looks like someone doesn't want to stay away from their beloved," teased one of her friends.

Hans blushed, while Ara busied herself with her drink.

"Where were you yesterday? I waited for you in front of the house for an hour, but you didn't show up. Your cell phone wasn't on either." Hans began to question the whereabouts of Claire who had no news from yesterday.

To be honest, he was very worried about Claire. Lately, Claire often turned off her cell phone. This made Hans worried that he had made a mistake that made Claire angry.

"Nah, another possessive one." Once again one of Claire's friends teased him.

Hans could only look down with a small shake of his head while smiling amusedly.
Meanwhile, Claire began to feel uncomfortable with the current conditions and situation.

She tried to display her forced smile to look as natural as possible. Even though, in her heart,, she was grimacing. Feeling guilty for the man who was sitting nearby.

"Yesterday, Mom asked to be accompanied to an event."

Okay, Claire realized that she would have to lie more often like this to cover up her relationship with Jonas. Claire really doesn't like doing it, but what can be done. He was not ready to see the hurt face of a man as good as Hans.

"Why didn't you tell me? I can take you."

"I told you that I didn't want to trouble you."

"And I told you that I'd be happy to be inconvenienced by you," Hans said not to be outdone.

Making the other two women who were there feel like mosquitoes in the midst of a couple in love.

"You guys are too..." the woman's sentence stopped as she stared at the entrance of the restaurant. "Guys, isn't he Mr. Jonas?"

Hans and Claire turned their heads in unison towards the entrance. Seeing the person their friend was referring to just now.

That's right, that’s Mr. Jonas. Claire had panicked at Jonas's presence, but then she thought again not to panic. Weren't they in a public place? Anyone can come to this place, right?

But it seemed like Claire had to change her mind again because what happened next made her feel like she was standing dead.

"Claire, come with me quickly!"