Married At First Glance: I Am Not Ugly

Alexander stood there, reeling from what had just happened. He knew that he had messed up big time, and he wasn’t sure if there was any coming back from this. He wondered if he had ruined everything with Jessie, and if it was even possible to fix things between them.

He walked to the window and looked out at the rain that was still pouring down. The storm was reflecting how he felt inside. He felt lost, and he wasn’t sure what to do next.

Marissa who heard everything walked over to where he was.

“I think she is right, Alexander. I should leave.” she said, with a sad face. “I don’t want you and Jessie to break up because of me. Maybe I should go home and we can terminate the contract tomorrow morning.”

Alexander turned and face Marissa, his face looking displeased.

“No, you can stay here Marissa. I’m sorry that you had to go through something I created myself.

I’m really sorry.”

Marissa shook her head.

“It’s not your fault, Alex. You needed the contract so much, and I’m sure you must have thought it through before you agreed to do this. So I understand.

What you need to do now is convince Jessie that you don’t love me or anything and that what we have is just a business relationship and nothing more.”

Alexander placed his hand on his head, thinking. Was it really just a business relationship he had with Marissa? Or he wanted more than just a business relationship?

Marissa seemed more understanding than his girlfriend Jessie.

“Let’s just sleep on it and tomorrow I’ll know what to do.” he said as he walked to the sitting room.

Marissa, who was still standing there, turned and spoke.

“No, I think I should go home tonight. I don’t want Jessie to break up with you because of me.”

Marissa walked into her room and grabbed her bags to leave.

Alexander wanted to stop her from leaving. Part of him didn’t want her to go, but he knew that she was right. If she stayed, it would only make things worse. He couldn’t afford to lose Jessie, and he knew that Marissa was right to leave.

As he stood there, he heard a car horn outside. Marissa had called a taxi and it was waiting for her. He heard the front door open and close as she left. He stood there, alone in the house, thinking about everything that had happened.

He felt lost and confused. He didn’t know what to do next. He decided to try to get some sleep, hoping that things would be clearer in the morning.

He went to bed and closed his eyes, but sleep wouldn’t come. Thoughts of Jessie and Marissa kept spinning through his head. He tossed and turned, but nothing he did could quiet his mind.

As he lay there, he thought about what he wanted. Did he want to be with Marissa? Or did he want to be with Jessie? He wasn’t sure, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

Finally, after what felt like hours, he drifted off to sleep.

When he woke up the next morning, the sun was shining through the window. He got out of bed and went to the kitchen to make some coffee. As he stood there, waiting for the coffee to brew, he thought about what he was going to do next.

He knew that he had to talk to Jessie and clear the air. He didn’t want to lose her. But he also knew that he couldn’t just forget about Marissa. He had to figure out what he wanted, and he had to do it quickly.

He decided to jog around his neighborhood since it was the weekend to think.

As he walked, he thought about what his life would be like with each woman. With Marissa, he knew that things would be exciting and new. They could travel the world together and experience all sorts of new things.

And Marissa understood him more than Jessie. But he also knew that it wouldn’t be easy to maintain a relationship with her because of their social background. But what does that have to do with his happiness?

With Jessie, he knew that they had a history together and that they shared many memories. But he also knew that things had been strained between them lately and that there was a lot of hurt and anger that needed to be resolved.

He kept walking, trying to sort out his thoughts and feelings. He wanted to make the right decision, but he was finding it difficult to know what that was.

As he walked, he saw a park and decided to sit on a bench and just relax for a while. He needed to clear his head and try to think things through more clearly.This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

As he sat there, he noticed a little girl playing in the park with her parents. The girl was running around and laughing, and it brought a smile to his face. He watched the girl play for a while and it helped him to clear his head.

After a few minutes, he got up and started to walk again. He felt a little bit calmer and more focused, and he knew that he had to make a decision. He had to decide who he wanted to be with, and he had to do it soon.

As he walked, he thought about what his life would be like with each woman in the long term. Would he be happy with Marissa in five years? Would he still be happy with Jessie in ten years? He knew that it was impossible to know for sure, but he needed to make a decision based on what he thought was best for him.

After walking for a while, he finally reached a decision. He knew that it was going to be difficult and that there would be consequences, but he felt that it was the right thing to do. He had to talk to both women and be honest with them about his decision.

He decided to go home and call Marissa. He wanted to tell her his decision as soon as possible. As he walked home, he thought about what he would say to her. He knew that it wouldn’t be easy, but he knew that it was the right thing to do.

He arrived home and went inside. He took a deep breath and picked up the phone and dialed Marissa’s number. As he waited for her to answer, he felt a mix of emotions. He was nervous, but he also felt a sense of relief that he had finally made a decision.

After a few rings, Marissa answered the phone. “Hello?” she said.

He took a deep breath and spoke. “Hi, Marissa. I need to talk to you about something.”

“Of course,” she said. “What’s on your mind?”