But with Jessica's arrival, everything changed. She was perfect. He loved everything about her. No matter how, she was better than me.
When I was discharged from the hospital, it was raining outside. A Rolls-Royce, painted in a flamboyant pink princess style, instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Everyone was talking about how much love it must take to paint such an expensive car this way.
But I recognized at once, it was Jerome's car. On the back was written: [The Exclusive Car for the CEO's Gorgeous Secretary.]
I froze at the door, unsure of what to do. Jerome naturally took the umbrella from my hand and said, "The rain's heavy. Use the umbrella to get to the car. If you get sick, I'll have to donate blood again." Then he scooped up Jessica, who was still complaining about the weather.
To the cheers of the onlookers, Jerome gentlemanly opened the backseat door for Jessica, then climbed in himself. The crowd's cheering grew even louder as the pink Rolls-Royce rocked rhythmically, stopping only after a long while.
When Jerome got out, his tie was crooked. Yet, he held the umbrella high, letting himself get wet while keeping Jessica dry.