Before her tears fell, Essa held her breath and ran out of the private room. She didn't want to see Jazz anymore!
She wanted to be a policewoman since she was a little girl. She dreamed about being admitted to the police academy. Of course, she felt sad that she became a barmaid now.
But she could do nothing but accept it.
She tried her best to suppress her sadness and keep calm on the surface. However, he exposed it cruelly and even belittled her. She was heartbroken.
She had suppressed her sadness for a long time. He was the first one who exposed it
cruelly. She couldn't control her emotions anymore. She stood in a corner of the bar and burst into tears.
Jazz still stood in the private room. He had seen the tears in Essa’s eyes. He didn't expect her to be so sentimental.
He had only seen a few women cry. They were his mother, Summer and Essa.
His heart sank somehow.
He thought that he shouldn't have told her that. He shouldn't have been a stickybeak and asked for trouble.
He sighed and walked out of the private room. When he passed by the corner, he heard someone’s cry by chance.
He was familiar with the voice...
He looked over and saw a slender figure. It was Essa.
She had her back to him and cried sadly. Her emaciated shoulders shook as she sobbed. She wept bitterly.
She had never cried like that. She stood there, wiped tears with one hand and covered her face with another hand.
Jazz felt more disturbed. He stood there and hesitated for seconds. Then he walked over and handed his handkerchief to her resignedly.
She felt empty after she resigned from the police station as if she lost something in her life.
As for Jazz, she hadn't seen him since that day. She thought that there was no need for them to meet. After all, they disliked each other.
The job in the bar was annoying sometimes. There were always some men who wanted to feel her up. She had a bad temper and made some scenes.
However, the salaries were high, and the tips were considerable. Although she disliked the job, she didn't plan to quit.
Another week went by, but Declan still hadn't contacted her. He hadn't contacted her for two weeks in total. She felt annoyed.
Sometimes, Jazz came to the bar at night.
Of course, he had seen Essa, but she hadn't seen him because he always hid from her in case she would see him.
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