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18- Damn Cookies
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Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 19- Flowers
I didn't see Spencer after that little breakdown. He just disappeared and it's eating me alive. Did he feel too overwhelmed to witness me crying? Or was I too annoying to handle? I shouldn't be so disappointed seeing I ended up in the hospital because of him even though it's not his fault at all. Comes to think of it, who could have done that? What if Spencer didn't text me at that time and I ended up devouring the whole pack? A shiver runs down my spine thinking about it. Before I can go to that dark road, something catches my eyes that's sitting on a table in my hospital room. “Who brought the bouquet?” I ask the nurse who is busy giving me my medicine. “Someone came when you were sleeping and she left it here.” She answers before turning her attention back to the medicine. I start wondering who it might be. At one point, my mind suggests that it's mom but I dismiss that idea pretty quickly. She hasn't shown her face when I refused to sue Spencer on her demand. Moreover, w
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 20- Second Chance
“What's about him?” I find my mouth getting dry, an unsettling feeling invading my senses. My curiosity peaks at Mount Everest as she takes her sweet time sorting out her speech in her head while looking at me with those melancholic eyes. “I know things were supposed to end between you two.” She begins, gently rubbing the back of my hand with her palm. I still myself to fathom whatever is coming my way. I can sense where she will go with this and I don't know what to feel about it. What's more concerning is that I don't know what Spencer will do if he hears about whatever Grammy is talking about right now. “After whatever Sarah pulled that day, I wouldn't blame you if you broke things off with him.” There's a heavy outline of sadness in her voice. Her sadness concludes two things for me. Either she really liked me which doesn't seem like a practical reason for her to be so sad given we only met once or she is worried about Spencer losing his beloved because of some stupid reasons
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 21- The Delivery Man
“If it isn't the famous cookie monster!” Owen yells in happiness as soon as his eyes land on me. “The one and only.” I spare him a smug smile, gathering collective laughs from our colleagues around us. Finally, after 3 boring and loopy days, I'm back to work. Never have I ever thought that I would be so relieved to come back to work. I guess all it takes to make a person bored to death is to make them like their job. I was thinking of yanking my own hair out of my hair and counting them just for fun by the time I checked out of the hospital. “How was the hospital? Had fun?” This little remark earns him a pinch on his forearm from me. “Yeah. Received 5 star treatment.” I reply sarcastically. “But you fit the psychiatric department better.” I elbow his stomach, making him groan from the sudden attack. This idiot went to visit me in the hospital and refused to leave my side. He was being so clingy that my mother almost decided that he is the rich boyfriend my sister was talking abo
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 22- A Hypocrite
“What do you think you are doing?” His voice is hoarse and stern when he speaks, his jaw clenching in annoyance. I take my hand off of him instantly, visibly gulping down. The anger that is radiating from him has me feeling weak and like a prey under his cold gaze. “You…”I find myself unable to say anything to finish off my sentence. With every passing second it seems like Spencer's anger doubles. I start to feel afraid. It doesn't help that almost half of the office has gathered around the ground floor to witness the scene. Suddenly, I feel self-conscious as well. What if he says something humiliating in front of all these people? Spencer doesn't wait for me to say anything. He calls the security chief to hand the man over to the police for further investigation while I stand behind him like a lifeless statue. It's not only me who is just staring like a useless bystander. Time has stopped working for everyone present here and they are also silent audiences. “I don't think I pay
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 23- Rumor
It feels like the day keeps stretching itself the more I want it to end so that I can go home to get away from this madness. As I stir the spoon in the coffee, I keep thinking about what Spencer said right before he asked me to leave his office. Turns out, he is right. I'm not that nice of a person I give myself credit for. I can't shy away from the truth. I've been judging him based on my preconceptions about him. “Damn it!” I slam my hand on the table, tired of torturing myself with negative thoughts about myself. “Should I do it?” I ask myself, contemplating my contradictory thoughts. Maybe I should do it. He deserves at least that much from me. “A little bruise on my self-respect won't kill me.” I tell myself firmly, nodding my head with determination as I do so. Turning my eyes back to the coffee mug, I stare at it for a while, examining it with careful eyes. “Please God! Let it be perfect for this once only.” I mumble under my breath, putting the spoon down. Maybe
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 24- Prejudice
“Are you sure she is alright?” Spencer asks the doctor for the hundredth time in a few minutes, making the doctor leave a sigh of frustration. “Yes, I'm. I'm a professional at my job, Mr.Cruiz.” The man replies to him, annoyance dripping from his voice. Spencer doesn't look convinced. His eyes dart towards my hand for a split second and then on my face before turning them back to the frustrated doctor. “She got released from the hospital just yesterday for being poisoned. Are you sure that isn't a concern anymore? Will the burn affect her situation in any way?” The doctor can't look any more surprised and frustrated at the same time. I don't know what should be my appropriate reaction right now. Spencer is acting like a mother hen, pacing around, eating the doctor's head and making sure each and every point that he has in his head regarding my health is voiced. While the doctor is finding himself at the end of his patience, I'm finding myself to be amused to no end. “Mr.Crui
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 25- A True Gentleman
“We are here.” I hear someone speak near my ear but for the life of me, I can't open my eyes and respond. “Hey.” I can sense someone shaking my shoulder gently, but it is still not enough to break me from my slumber. Apparently, I'm too tired to do anything. I don't even know who the person beside me is. Sometimes my subconscious mind really scares me. I can be in grave danger but still my subconscious mind decides to give zero fuck about it. There's something which is making me feel safe even though I don't know what it is. I can hear the person sigh next to me. Not bothering to put the person out of his misery, I make myself comfortable and sleep without caring for anything. I don't know who the person is but what I can say is that it's a guy and now he is mumbling something under his breath which I cannot comprehend. He is, undoubtedly, cursing me under his breath, seeing I'm not complying with him.I'm still in my slumber when I feel a presence on my right side and suddenly it
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 26- Son-In-Law
“I will take my leave.” Spencer announces as soon as he sees my mother. “No!” My mother yells out all of a sudden, scaring us both. “I mean, stay and have a cup of coffee with us.” She throws a teeth rotting smile. Spencer and I share a look of surprise. What's gotten into her? Till now she has been nothing but hostile towards Spencer, not to mention she was too eager to sue him to get money from him. “I appreciate the offer but I have work to do.” Spencer gives her his professional smile. However, when my mom is on a mission, she is gonna make it happen which is concerning when her mission has to do something with my boss. She almost shoves me off my way to put her hands on Spencer's forearm and stops him before he can take a single step. “I insist.” She keeps on giving smiles, “I make a killer cup of coffee or they say so.” I raise my eyebrow at her actions. What's cooking in the head of hers? There must be some hidden agenda for her to be behaving this way. Spencer looks like
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