The Passonate of pride

Chapter 17 Encouragement for Victory

Nichawee sat and examined the annual income of the cattle and racing stables business. Both businesses' earnings have been satisfactory this year. The young woman hopes that she will be able to collect fifty million to pay back Chris' debts as soon as possible. The sound of a knock on the front door of the office

“Come in,” the girl allowed. The young mother opened the door and entered. “What is it, young lady?”

“I will come and ask you. What do you want to eat? It's already dinner, I haven't eaten anything yet."

“The work is not finished yet. Mother Ong can make any one-dish meal for you. I will also work I want to finish it tonight.”

"Okay, I'll go make some fried rice for you."

"No, no, I'd rather be a line."

"Okay, I'll give you some pad Thai."

"Good." The lady walked out. The girl lowered her head and continued to work. the sound of the door opening

“What else? The food is finished quickly.” The woman raised her head and saw Chris standing in the room, he looked straight at her. before walking into the desk

“What are you doing, so busy that you don't have time for dinner?”

“Work,” she replied curtly. He sat on the sofa, staring at the woman's serious expression. while checking the document in front

“Is it a lot of work?”

“It's almost the end of the year. I'm just checking to see if my income is enough to pay off the debt,” she said in a sarcastic tone. make Chris laugh

“If you still can't find fifty million in three years You make a profit of twenty million per year and so on. I have no objection.”

“But I have an objection. I want to end the debt as soon as possible.” The young man walked in and stopped beside the chair where she was sitting before leaning down. lowered his head until he was very close The girl looked up at him, her eyes widening.

“Are you really going to give up on me? You really don't miss me?"

“Quickly,” said the woman, meeting her eyes firmly.

There was a knock on the door outside.

“Come in.” The young man moved to stand beside her. Mother Ong brought the food table and set it on a small table in front of the sofa.

“Oh man, are you back? Have you had dinner yet? I'll go set the table for you."

"It's okay, I can eat with Mommy's little boy," said the young man, glancing at the plate on the table. The girl looked at him annoyed.

“If it's still weak, go first. Hurry up and eat. The food will be cold soon,” she said, and hurriedly walked out. Leaving the two young people alone again Chris sat down on the sofa in front of the dining table.

“Wow, that's delicious. Let me taste it Will a young mother's cooking taste as good as in a famous restaurant?” he teased. He chewed with gusto.

“Delicious honey, come on, the food will be cold.” So the woman hurriedly got up from her chair because she was hungry. She had to sit next to Chris. He held a fork in his hand and left the spoon in the plate.

“Why do you have to fight me? If you're hungry, why don't you tell your young mother?” The girl became annoyed.

“Well, I want to eat with you.” He wrapped a fork up and fed it to his mouth. girl turn away

“Eat, I ordered.” So the woman opened her mouth to accept the food.

"Let's eat, I'm not stirring anymore." The young man put the fork on the plate. The young woman began to eat seriously as he sat closely watching. Her long, silky hair fell forward. The young man gently gathered it behind him.

“Is it delicious?” he asked softly. The girl just nodded.

Nichawee didn't really understand Chris's mood. He thought it would be good. Whether it's bad or bad, she can't keep up The young man looked at his beautiful face.

“Why are you going to sit and watch me eat? Why don't you go into the bedroom?"

“I'm not sleepy yet. I want to stay and wait for you to sleep together.”

“You promised.”

“I canceled last night, remember?” He put his nose down on the beautiful hair.

“A sly man, shuffle.” The woman grabbed her utensils and raised a glass of water to drink. walk back to the desk

“I have something to ask of you.”

“What?” he asked cheerfully.

“This Saturday, Alisha wants to go to the racecourse. She wants to see our horses race. If you don't mind."

“Okay, but you have to come with me.”

“Yes, I will go with you.”

“One more thing I have to remind you. Don't let Alisha get too close to the workers. I don't like Alisha so young. I don't want any bad things to happen. I don't trust him to go out on horseback alone. You must forbid them.”

“I will keep an eye on them at all times.”

“Good, then leave it as well. I'm going to bed first Maybe tonight I'll go to your room.” He walked towards her with a sly smile. before walking out of the room She looked at him furiously.

On Saturday, Nichawee woke up at 5 a.m. and went down to the racing stables to take care of the workers bringing the horses to the racetrack. Anawin followed along. He had to take care of the Casablanca horses and train on the field. After sending the car out So the girl walked back into the house. His gaze accidentally glanced up onto the balcony. I saw Chris standing there staring. His gaze shifted his gaze to the stable before looking down at her still. The woman became increasingly displeased as Chris watched her behaving distrustfully the entire time. So she walked back up to the bedroom.

At breakfast, they were eating together. Alisha asked,

“Nicha, what time are we going to the racecourse?”

“After having breakfast, we can go.”

"Okay, I'll go get dressed."

"Please take care of me, Nicha, when his grandfather was staying. took Alisha to the racecourse often Shouldn't be a problem, right Chris?

“Yes mom, but I don't want to go. Alisha has to prepare for school. I want you to focus more on that matter,” said Chris, glancing at Nichawee, who was sitting quietly eating. “If the race is over, then hurry back.”

"Yes, you don't want to go together, do you?" The woman nodded and asked.

“No, I have a job at a vineyard. It's going to be a little busy right now.”

“If so, I would like to go and prepare first. I'm going to go look at the stables for a bit,” said the woman to Mrs. Naree.

“Go on,” she allowed.

"I'm going with you," Alisha said quickly.

“Alisha, eat well, don't be in a hurry,” the grandmother turned to reprimand. So the girl had to keep her head down to eat. Chris picked up his utensils and excused himself to follow Nichawee away. Chris caught up with the girl as she walked into the stable.

"Wait, Nicha," the young man called. The girl immediately turned around.

“Anything else?” she asked, holding his credit card in front of her.

“I returned the card. Just in case you need it?” The girl took it with a smile at the corner of her mouth.

“But if you want anything in particular, just let me know. Will you drive yourself today? I saw the young mother saying that you did not use the driver.”

“Yes, just in case Grandma wants to use the car to go anywhere.”

“If anything, please take care of Alisha, I'm worried. I have to go ahead and make an appointment with the workers. Well, my people's accommodation is already coming next week, right?"

“Yes, stay at the workers' house at the end of the farm. I don't understand why you have to bring bodyguards to protect you. Do you have many enemies?”

“No, only your brother. Now I hear he's coming out of an Australian prison. back to Thailand I don't know where he is hiding right now.”

“Why is Sister Chawin in prison in Australia, what did he do?” she asked, startled.

“He just doesn't have money to pay for his accommodation. Nothing much. I have to go first,” the young man interrupted.

“Wait, even if Brother Chawin will treat me badly. but we are brothers Don't do anything to him, I beg of you.” The girl gave him a pleading look, staring at him still.

"If he doesn't do it first," he said before walking away. The girl looked at him in disbelief.

Nichawee drove Alisha to the racetrack. The young woman led the girls to the stable behind the starting point. They found Anavin preparing his horse. A young man wearing a jockey uniform of a stable 'Dao Pradab Jai' in full rank. The girl with a wide smile walked towards the boy and took a selfie. She told the boy to smile. Nichawee looked at the youngsters who were still smiling and laughing.

“Uncle Win, please win. Lisha will cheer you up." The young man smiled brightly.

“Thank you, Miss.”

“How many races are there today?” Nichawee sent the next question.

“Two rounds, young lady, noon and half past noon,” the young man reported.

“It's done now. Let's go get something to eat.” Nichawee approached the boy. He slapped his forearm in encouragement. “It's full.”

“Of course, young lady,” replied the young man, Nichawee held Alisha's hand and walked out. Because the girl didn't want to leave easily. His eyes and smile were still fixed on Anavin.