Chapter 127 Chapter 127

Chapter 127 Chapter 127
I heard the man on the other line exhale. "Because I want to be in line with my profession, not with what I am forced to be."
Ismael exhaled as if he had no choice but to release it. "Let's talk about this here. Go back to the Philippines."
In that case, Ismael's brother is in another country.
"No, meet me here. I won't go back unless you accept your destiny."
Ismael was not able to answer again when his brother's call ended. A thorn was pulled out of my chest. I thought they couldn't get along because they had different mothers, but the truth is that they talk to each other like real brothers. A different class. They even beat my brother; even though he's blood-related, he doesn't care about me.
He turned to me and gave me a forced smile. I put my hands on his nape and caress it to ease some stress he is having. We just found out about the loss of my ring, and now his brother called about being the president of their clan. Honestly, if I were in his situation, I wouldn't know what to do first.
"I guess we have no choice but to go to him."
"We? What do you mean by us, Ismael? With me?" I inquired in confusion.
"Why? Do you want to be separated from me again?"
I stared into his eyes. "Certainly not. Why? Will you be there long? Where is he?"
"Europe."
My jaw dropped when I heard it. His brother is on the other side of the world.
"Will you allow us to be in both worlds for a few days?" he asked teasingly. "I doubt it. I remember you getting mad when I left you."
He took my hand that was playing around his neck and kissed it. "Let's go to Europe together, Jothea."
I lost my breath not because of the place he mentioned but because he called me by my name again. He's getting used to calling me that, and I don't know why I like him calling me by my name more than anything else he calls me. I love the way he calls me by name. It immediately tickles my heart to look up to him.
"Is it really necessary to be with me?" I urged him when we returned to his penthouse. His meetings had just concluded, as had mine, so we went home together. I was wearing my house slippers, and Mael, who had greeted me earlier at the door, was hugging me.
"Yes, think of it as a business trip. Aren't we pushing the collaboration? Jenna told me about your ideas, and I was impressed." He smiled and winked at me as he removed his coat. I couldn't speak right away because I was so surprised and dumbfounded by what I was seeing.
"Then I'll file for leave with Safira. How many days will we be there?" I wondered as I placed my cat on the bed. I also sat on the bed and watched him loosen the tie he was wearing. I can't help but feel excited since I recall something about his necktie. I believe I have two or three of his neckties that I have not yet returned.
"A week, my love."
I was stunned. "A week?!" I exclaimed.
"Yup." He loosened the two upper buttons of his polo shirt.
"But I don't have a lot of money to afford that kind of trip, and I don't think Safira can cover the cost."
He smirked as he approached me. I looked up to meet his gaze. "Hey, have you forgotten who you are talking to? Your lover has a lot of wealth in this world."
I rolled my eyes. "Yes, you are. You, not I, are wealthy." I poked his chest.
"But what's mine is yours, you know?" He held my hand.
I giggled when he hissed. In any event, such cheesy lines are not appropriate for him. As before, it is more acceptable for him to tease me because it is his clever tricks that continue to elicit my excitement. I'll never forget how he ridiculed what I was wearing as I tried to entice him. That was history.
"Really? So, is this mine?" I grinned after pointing to his lips.
His lips twisted into a smile. "It is yours, baby girl," he remarked in a seductive tone.
He was ready to kiss me when I backed away. When he grabbed me, I giggled, but I stood up to avoid being caught.
"Hey, aren't you asking if these are yours? I am offering them to you. Why are you walking away?" he complained.
"I know what you're plotting, Ismael!" I yelled when I got away from him. "Let me take at least a week off! My body is still recovering."
"But didn't you start it? And I am just going to kiss you. What makes you think I'll go further?"
He got up on the bed to get at me, but I dodged, and he couldn't grab me. "Because I sense it! I am sure the way you stare at me is asking for something!"
"Aren't you getting too far ahead of yourself?" He chased after me, but I fled away from him, so I left the room. He followed into the living room.
"Ismael, I know what kind of man you are! Even if you are a calculus professor, I have calculated you! I know you're going to do something terrible to my body again!"