I'll Teach You, Marianne.

With unsteady steps, Anne left for her coffee shop, which was located not far from her apartment. The dream about her ex-husband made her mood in the morning immediately spoiled.

She could not understand why that evil man could appear in her dreams, even though for the past 2 years she had not thought about him at all. ​​

For her, on the first day she saw Leon and Steffi having sex in the house that was supposed to be her home together with Leon, she had lost her feelings of love for Leon and threw it away.

She knew Leon didn't love him, but she never thought the man would cheat with her own best friend from the museum. When she heard about the affair from other people, Anne couldn't believe her husband was really that evil.

However, when she caught them having sex before her own eyes, Anne finally believed those other people's words. The pain of being betrayed by her husband and friend left a deep wound in her heart.

The two people she cared about turned out to be the ones who destroyed herself to the lowest point.

"I don't hate the two of you anymore. I pray that you can live happily until the end. There is not the slightest bit of resentment, disappointment, or anger in me anymore," said Anne quietly, smiling at the blue sky. "I forgive you."

"Hey, you live close to this coffee shop. Why did it take you forever to come here?" Jack shouted loudly, interrupting the thoughts of Anne who was standing in front of the flower shop across from their coffee shop.

Anne only smiled at Jack's words. She was never offended by all the harsh words from her trusted barista. She quickened her pace and when the traffic light turned red, she immediately crossed the road to her coffee shop. Jack was standing with his hands on his hips staring at her without blinking.

"It's only 8 am and you already came, what's got into you for coming this early, Jack?" asked Anne quickly when she arrived in front of the coffee shop.

"Just open the shop, will you? I'm tired of standing here," Jack replied curtly.

"Why don't you open it yourself, don't you already have the keys?" asked Anne, confused while grabbing the coffee shop key from her bag.

"You're the boss here, why do I have to bother," Jack replied flatly.

Anne shook her head slowly at Jack's words. She then walked to the door of her shop and unlocked it quickly.

When the door opened, Jack immediately went in ahead of Anne, who was still standing in front of the door. He turned on the lights and the central air conditioner to clean the stuffy air after being locked for more than twelve hours.

Seeing what Jack was doing made Anne smile. She then went into the shop to her small office to put down her bag and keys and change clothes. She changed wore her apron and got ready to make cookies. The ingredients were already in the refrigerator that she had prepared yesterday before.

"Jack, please help get some flour in the storage, I'm short on flour in the kitchen," screamed Anne from the kitchen in a loud voice.

No answer was heard from Jack. It annoyed Anne. When she was about to open her mouth, suddenly the curtain that covered the kitchen opened and Jack appeared, carrying a sack of flour on his shoulders.

"Stop screaming, I heard you the first time" Jack replied curtly as he put the flour sack near Anne.

"He he… Thanks, Jack," said Anne happily.