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."

smiled

just get another

"But ma'am---"

later, thanks." I winked at him as he scratched the back of his neck. His reaction was kinda

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

pretended to

-'Bingo!'-

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

screamed and instantly

I'm sorry!" I said pretending not to notice who

on his face almost made me want to jump and roll on the floor. I swear, it's priceless, but I

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

because

you looking, Miss and why you didn't

lip, trying not to burst out

you want, I have an idea!" I smiled

taking me?" His voice came out a bit loud as I pulled him out of the

help you dry your

have to, it will

I swear." I kept pulling him

said it's okay. You know, I still have a meeting

and we were just a few meters from the

and was about to

hard chest that still wet with mango juice. "Why

"Weirdo?"

innocently shocked. "Oh, my goodness! It's

act, weird bunny." He said crossing his arms

he just call me a

know what happened wasn't just

what do you mean it wasn't just an accident?" I 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 intentionally---" he stopped and suddenly gulp, then his eyes went down...

followed where he

I screamed and immediately covered my cleavage

was a smirk

him as I felt the blush creep all

I wasn't staring at your cleavage!" His eyes also widened,

have

stare on your cleavage! You offered it in front of my eyes and I'm not blind, so I looked at it." "Argh, gosh! It's just the

directing eyes on the object while staring refers to the act of looking but specifically for a long time and with

you to know that even if you undress in front of me, I'm