One More Chance by Jaycelle Rodriguez

Chapter 59: The Giant Jerk

-Love can really change your life, there's something in my world tonight... I feel so free, it's like a fantasy havin' you next to me, suddenly it's magic. One look, one touch, once just don't say enough when you fall in love. Suddenly, suddenly it's magic~~~ -Eric Santos & Angeline Quinto-

"That's exactly what you're going to do, you will talk to him and lure him out of the restaurant."

"Huh? Are you out of your mind? As if he's going to listen to me, haha, no way! I would just bang my head against the glass window or jump in the highest building in San Francisco rather than talk to him! Nah, never!"

"Jackeline, please, I would do everything you want, just do it for me, please?" But she just raised an eyebrow. "Oh, my God, Jack, I'll treat you for lunch for the whole weak, please---"

"No!" She shook her head.

"I will do your laundry and cook for you---"

"No!" She shook her head again.

"Fine! I'll do your laundry for the whole week, cook your breakfast, lunch and dinner for one week and even your snacks---"

"Fine, deal!"

I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you---"

"Don't thank me yet! You don't know if I'm going to kill your brother! Hmmp!"

She stood up and I was left catching my breath as I watched her walk over to Dale's table. He was alone, checking on his wristwatch, and probably waiting for someone as his table is still empty, aside from a glass of water. I wonder what Jack is going to do.

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Jack's POV:

-'Haist, Samantha Soriano Williams! You should have to cook delicious meals for me for the whole week!'-

I couldn't help but mentally utter as I heaved my way towards the giant jerk's table. Honestly, I don't really understand why Sam doesn't want her brother to know her husband cheats on her. If I would her, I would probably ask my brother to punch my so-called husband on his balls.

I still have no idea how to get Dale's attention and lure him out of the restaurant, but as I kept getting closer to him, I noticed one of the waiters coming on my way. There are two glasses of juice in his tray which, based on its color, is certainly mango flavor. "Hmm..."

A sneer twisted on the corner of my lips as I got a very... as in 'very' nice and exciting idea.

I walked past the jerk's table and stood in front of the waiter when he was only three feet away from my target and without a word, I took one of the glasses filled with mango juice.

"Uhm... excuse me, ma'am, but that's someone else's order."

I smiled

But can you just get another glass for your

"But ma'am---"

he scratched the back of his neck. His reaction was kinda funny, but I don't have enough

'One... two... three!'-

to trip

-'Bingo!'-

were literally thrown directly into Dale's face and down to his chest, soaking

shit!" He screamed and instantly got in

I said pretending not to notice who he

the floor. I swear, it's priceless, but

I tripped! Oh, my gosh, the mango juice spilt on you..." I said as I continued wiping the part of his chest. I know by that time he still didn't recognize me. Well, thanks to the glasses I was wearing. "It's okay, you don't have to do it!" He said and quickly took

because a lot of people

Christ, where are you looking, Miss

trying not to burst

sorry, but if you want, I have an idea!" I smiled and took his hand before he

wait! Where are you taking me?" His voice came out

you dry your suit, Mister." I

to, it will eventually dry on

swear." I kept pulling him

said it's okay. You know, I

gulped when he suddenly stopped talking. We were already outside and we were just a few meters from the parking lot. "Wait a second, I think I

about to drop his hand when

I bumped into his hard chest that still wet with mango

"Weirdo?"

already recognized me, so I have no choice but to act innocently shocked. "Oh, my goodness! It's you who I

innocent act, weird bunny." He said crossing his arms over

he just call me a

I know what happened wasn't just

copied his act and crossed my arms in front of me, totally forgetting that I was wearing a spaghetti strap blouse and my cleavage popped up before his eyes. "You did it

confusion took over me and followed where he was looking and my eyes went wide

immediately

There was a

him

His eyes also

see? You have just admitted

it in front of my eyes and I'm not blind, so I looked at

different from looking. Looking refers to the activity of directing eyes on the object while staring refers to the act of looking but specifically for

in front of me, I'm sure I have nothing