Chapter Sixty One: Relax Ave Got This

EVELYN'S POV:

Like the morning sun breaking through the horizon, his voice illuminated my day. He complimented me with a warmth that sent a blush creeping across my face. Though I tried to hide it, it was impossible. Leonard had a way of seeing right through me. 

“You look cute that way.” He said as he noticed the blush, and tucked me.

I laughed as I reacted to it.

“Sit,” I said, motioning toward the bed. I brought the breakfast tray up and placed it between us. We ate together, but the meal was brief; the clock reminded us both of the looming workday ahead.

Once we finished, I gathered the dishes and headed to the kitchen. When I returned to the room, Leonard was already waiting for a bath. We stepped into the bathroom together, savoring a quiet, intimate moment before the rush of the day overtook us.

Afterwards, we dressed and got ready to leave. My phone buzzed just as I reached for my bag. It was my secretary. She reminded me not to forget the files I had taken home to work on. “ Oh shit I cursed.” 

A wave of panic surged through me. I hadn’t touched those documents yet. Worse, they were due to be uploaded to the company’s website by 10 a.m.

“And I was trying to waste myself last night, what would my condition be by now if Leonards hadn't stepped in.”

Once again I was so grateful to him.

“I can’t believe I forgot!” I exclaimed, sprinting out of the bedroom to the living room, where I had abandoned the files the previous evening.

Leonard followed, his expression a mix of confusion and amusement. “Evelyn, what’s going on?” he asked, watching me frantically shuffle through the stack of papers.

“These!” I said, holding up the documents like a prize. “I forgot to finish them, and they’re due soon, like so soon.”

He laughed, teasing me. “An incompetent boss—now I’ve seen it all!” His playful tone lightened the moment, and I couldn’t help but join in his laughter.

As we settled down, a thought struck me. “By the way, how did you even find me yesterday?”

“Alex, of course,” he replied with a mischievous grin with a mixture of arrogance.

“Seriously? Does Alex also know when I shower or go to the bathroom? Because this is getting creepy!”

He chuckled and shrugged. “Just so you know, I care about you, Evelyn. I’ll do anything to protect you. So no. it's not creepy if I were asked.” 

I rolled my eyes and turned my attention back to the laptop. Leonard shifted closer, watching over my shoulder. His input was surprisingly helpful, and together, we finished the work in record time.

Satisfied, I reached for my car keys, ready to leave, but Leonard had other plans. He grabbed my hand, pulling me back, and planted a soft yet firm kiss on my lips.

“I thought I’d be driving you,” he said with a smirk. Before I could respond, he added, “No arguments—I want to drive you.”

Smiling, I placed the keys back on the counter. I didn’t mind, especially since I was already running late. As we walked out to the garage, I decided I’d text Dad once I got to work since I couldn't get to see him in the morning.

Leonard opened the car door for me, a small but thoughtful gesture that made my heart flutter. The drive to the office was smooth, punctuated by light conversation and laughter.

Despite everything that had happened recently, it felt like we’d reached a new understanding—a closeness that felt natural and unforced. My heart was filled with joy.

When we arrived, I thanked Leonard, and he left soon after. As I walked into the building, the clock ticked close to 10 a.m. I handed the documents to my secretary, who had likely been waiting anxiously.

“Relax, it's here.” I said to her and smiled.

Relieved, I sat at my desk and took a moment to meditate. The morning rush had left me frazzled, but the quiet helped me refocus.

By lunchtime, I decided to step out for a bite. On my way to the café, I pulled out my phone and texted Dad. “I’ll be home soon. Haven’t seen you since yesterday morning, work has been hectic.

Hope you’re doing okay.” I slid my phone back into my pocket and continued on my way. I just lied to him, but he'ld find out anyways he still gets records from the company, what a dumb lie. I laughed at myself.

Lunch was quick and uneventful, and I returned to the office to tackle some virtual tasks. By 3pm, my work was done, and I called my dad’s driver to pick me up.

As I waited outside, I was greeted by a surprise: a delivery man holding a bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolate donuts.

“Are you Miss Evelyn?” he asked.

“Yes, that’s me,” I replied, taking the items. As he handed them over and handed me a pad to sign. My heart skipped a beat as I spotted a note tucked between the flowers.

“From the deepest part of my heart, I apologize for everything—the misunderstandings, the hurt. If you could give me one more chance, I promise to make it right this time. Let’s redo that dinner date.”

The message was unmistakably from Leonard. I smiled, touched by the gesture. Holding the flowers in one hand, I pulled out my phone and typed a reply:

“I’ll think carefully about your request, Mr.”

I hit send, grinning as I imagined his reaction.

Moments later, the driver arrived. I hopped into the car, still smiling from ear to ear. The warmth from Leonard’s thoughtful gesture lingered, filling me with a sense of happiness I hadn’t felt in days now.

When I got home, I dropped the flowers off at my place, deciding to keep them close as a reminder of the moment. The box of donuts, however, came with me to Dad’s house.