Mia immediately got up from the chair when she saw Julian's presence. With tightly clenched fists and smoldering lungs, the girl stomped towards the CEO.
“Why did you just leave, Sir? Didn't you think about Miss Johnson's feelings? She has been so kind, taking the time to come here. But you don't appreciate her efforts at all," the secretary grumbled in a trembling voice.
Instead of answering, Julian kept his mouth shut. His jaw throbbed under the disappointment in his eyes. Why did Mia defend Katniss more than himself?
“Didn't you think about the consequences? You have disgraced your own father, Sir. Luckily, Miss Johnson could understand. Aren't you ashamed of this kind of childish attitude?"
With all his might, Julian held onto his patience. Turning his gaze in another direction, the man tried to calm his annoyance. He didn't want to get out of control and make things worse.
"Why are you silent, Sir? Don't you feel guilty about runni
Cayden clapped hands cheerfully. While walking briskly around the piano his mother was playing, he laughed happily. “Slow down, Little Prince. You'll fall if you run that fast," Max exclaimed as he was struggling to take care of his son. Cayden was getting more agile day by day. Witnessing her husband's predicament, Gabriella automatically laughed. "Get ready, Max. After this one is the ultimate song.” “Is it the baby whale song?” the man asked between breaths. "Baby shark, Max," the woman corrected, shaking her head faintly. "Yeah, that's what I meant. My brain is already deprived of oxygen because of Cayden's actions," the man said as he grabbed the baby and lifted him into the air. “Relax for a moment, Little Prince. After this is your favorite song," Max sighed while putting on a witty look. Understanding what his father meant, Cayden moved his feet excitedly. His laughter filled the room more and more, warming the hearts o
“Gosh,” Gabriella sighed, shaking her head slowly. "I never thought that Uncle and Auntie forbid your relationship," the woman muttered, turning the secretary's lips into a much sadder one. After a moment of silence, Gabriella looked back with concerned eyes. “Why don't your parents agree? They know the Evans family very well. Shouldn't they have no reason to reject a man as good as Julian?" With a spirit that was almost extinguished, Mia looked up at the night sky. “Actually, my parents are against it because of that. We've gotten too close to the Evans family. It's a very big fortune.” "Then, what's the problem?" Gabriella sighed as she could not escape the look covered in sadness. “If I were Mrs. Evans, a lot of people would think my family is greedy and doesn't know how to thank. My parents don't want their only daughter to be seen as that kind of woman," Mia explained before letting out a quick breath and revealing eyes that were almost covered i
Mia staggered towards her apartment door. There was a feeling of reluctance to go in there. The girl was afraid that the man who had never left her mind, suddenly greeted her with arms outstretched. Mia was worried that she would not be able to resist the hug. “Tsk, why am I such a coward?” the girl muttered in a thin, trembling voice. A second later, Mia looked down at the phone in her hand. Two incoming messages were waiting to be read. With difficulty, she swallowed the bitter spit. Her thumb trembled between the names side by side on the screen. "Should I ignore Mister Julian's message?" the secretary thought, taking a deep breath. After exhaling quickly, the girl's finger landed on Katniss' name. “Thank you very much, Miss Sanders. I will not waste this golden opportunity. Please pray for me to melt Julian Evans' heart in three meetings." Mia's eyes returned hot to catch the letters that looked blurry. How could she sincerely pray for the
After her daughter's crying subsided, Minnie finally looked up. While wiping the puffy cheeks in front of her, the old woman sighed, “Why didn't you say long ago that you liked Mr. Julian? If Mom and Dad found out, we wouldn't try our best to stop it." With a bitter smile, Mia squeezed her mother's hand and kissed it. "It's not your fault, Mom, but my stupidity. I should be aware and stick to my parents' advice." "You must be in a lot of pain every time we remind you of that," Minnie mumbled with tears in her eyes again. After taking a very heavy breath, the girl shrugged her shoulders briefly. "I know it's for my own good. Because of that, I'm very sorry for putting logic aside.” "No, Mia. That is Mom's and Dad's ego. We are afraid that our family's peace will be disturbed. We forgot that your happiness is much more important than that,” Minnie sighed in an arid voice. “All this time, we always give you orders and prohibitions without considering you
"What are you doing here, Sir?" Mia asked while blocking Julian from entering the kitchen. "Why don't you reply to my message? Don't you know how much I worry?" the man replied while rolling his eyes. “Ah, that,” the girl sighed before gulping. "I haven't had time to read it yet." Detecting the doubts peeking through the gaps in the words, the CEO's eyes narrowed. “What did you do to not have five seconds to open my message?” "I was playing with Cayden. When I got home, I immediately cooked spaghetti,” the girl answered with a flat expression. "Is that true?" Julian inquired, tilting his head. A second later, he broke through, following the scent that called his nose. Witnessing the unexpected movement, the girl was wide-eyed. Quick as lightning, she grabbed Julian's arm so the man turned to face her. “Stop acting like this is your home, Sir,” Mia called out, blurting out whatever was on her mind. She really couldn't imagine wh
With eyes glued to Julian, Mia tiptoed into the bathroom. The man lying on the bed was still closed. Even though the girl turned the door lever and made a “click” sound, he didn't move at all. "Does he wake up?" the young servant thought while clutching two small bottles in her hands. One contained egg whites and the other was empty. After a few moments, the girl could breathe a sigh of relief. Julian hugged the pillow even tighter. “I have to hurry,” Mia thought as she entered and closed the door very slowly. Once she arrived at the destination, the girl immediately took action. She put the bottles on the sink and opened Julian's face wash container. Without wasting time, she poured the gel into the empty bottle provided. "Fortunately, there is little left," Mia muttered while securing the bottle that was already filled. Then, the girl took the egg whites and put it in the face wash container. “My apologies, Mister Julian. It's your brother's
"So, is Mr. Julian really your first love?" Minnie concluded with an incredulous sigh. She never knew that her daughter had such a story. "Can I not make him my first love?" Mia asked with a flat expression. "Not that you can't. It's just ... so ridiculous, Mia. You fell in love just because of egg whites." Listening to her mother, Mia sighed in resignation. "I can't control my heart, Mom." "And even now, you're still on your knees with that guy, hm?" the old woman inquired while lightening the corners of her lips. Seeing the answer of the daughter through a briefly raised shoulder, Minnie's smile suddenly turned sad. She understood that sometimes, feelings were hard to tame. "I don't know if this request is cruel or not, but ... I hope Mr. Julian's meeting with that woman does not go smoothly," she said in a low voice. "I want my daughter to be happy." "Honestly, I want to reject such evil thoughts, Mom," Mia sighed softly. “I
As soon as she opened the apartment door, Mia's eyebrows rose to the max. She didn't expect the CEO to greet her warmly. "Good evening, Miss Sanders. That dress looks perfect on you,” Julian said, raising the corners of his lips. Instead of being flattered, the girl sighed in disbelief. "Why are you here, Sir? Aren't you supposed to go get Miss Johnson?" "What for? She said she could come to the restaurant herself,” Julian replied innocently. "Did she say it when you offered to pick her up?" Mia inquired with a faint shake of the head. "No. I said that it would be more effective if we just met there. She agreed and declared her independence. Miss Johnson doesn't mind, Mia." Hearing that seemingly nonchalant answer, the secretary automatically lowered her head and tried to remove the heavy air from the lungs. But apparently, one long puff was still not enough to free the chest from tightness. "That's really rude, Sir. Where is y