Before Mia’s bum could come in contact with the dining chair, Shawn stood up and took large strides out of the huge dining area. For the umpteenth time since the first day the two met, Mia was stunned. The food had not even been dished out yet. Like, since he was already there, couldn’t he have waited and ate a little? To think he left immediately she appeared—did she have a contagious disease? He left because of her?Plus, he seemed angry… Did she do or say something wrong?—But she didn’t do anything.Did the man find her unpleasant to his eyes? Or did she have body odour? Was her breath bad?Mia raised her arms and sniffed her armpits. She didn’t perceive any foul odour. She wasn’t smelling…Unconvinced, she beckoned at the maid standing in a corner at the far end of the dining table. “Please, come sniff me.” As the saying goes, you can’t smell your own stink. Sometimes, people need to rely on others to let them know if they have body odor, as they may not be aware of it themse
***After Mia was done eating, she went back upstairs to pick her bag. She tied her hair in a ponytail and then headed out of the house, after she’d bade the workers goodbye.As she didn’t have money, she trekked to the bus station. Thankfully, a public bus arrived as soon as she got there. She got on.A while later, Mia arrived at her destination. She stood outside the huge hospital building for a while, thinking to herself: ‘this is where all my savings is coming to.’She heaved a sigh and walked into the hospital’s ground floor which served as the emergency unit. The nurses at the front desk recognized her, and after exchanging greetings, they let her go in. Mia rode in the elevator alongside a few other people. She was heading to the fifth floor which was the intensive care unit (MICU 1). As soon as the elevator arrived, it dinged and its doors slid open. She walked out and took quiet steps down the silent corridor. She soon came face to face with the door that led into the thir
Mia rushed out of the hospital at once. She had to get to Shawn’s place of work fast—Then her steps halted all of a sudden. She didn’t know the place… she had no idea of how to get there. That aside, she wasn’t even welcomed there. She remembered how Shawn had reacted the other day that she went to give him food in the office—his words… the look in his eyes that day…Goosebumps formed all over Mia’s body at once.What was she to do now? It then occurred to her that she had to go home first. Madam Susan would most certainly have her master’s number. Mia began to shuffle her feet down the pedestrian, different thoughts running through her mind.She was in dire need of money and her only hope right now was that card.She had only taken about eleven steps away from the hospital when an arm suddenly flung over her shoulders and she was instantly pulled into an embrace.“Hey, baby.”Mia was completely caught off guard. She was startled and almost lost balance.“I’ve been waiting for yo
Mia felt a cold gaze drilling holes into the bare of her back and she instinctively turned around immediately. But as soon as she looked around, she found nothing. She saw nobody staring at her.Pursing her lips slightly, she hastily imputed her digits in the man’s phone and handed it back to him. Damien beamed with smiles. “Name?”“Hum…Mi-Mia.” “Mimia?”Mia couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle at this. “It’s Mia.” She blushed.“Lovely name.” “…” She blushed even deeper.“Thank you, Mia.” Damien nodded his head calmly.Mia bobbed and quickly shuffled away on her feet.Damien simply stood silently as he watched her retreating figure. “Mia…” He muttered.Smirking, he retreated back into the restaurant.—Unknown to absolutely anyone, someone had been watching the two all those while. A cold icy man with an icy cold expression on his face sat silently behind the steering wheel of his taxicab, watching his so-called wife and his sworn enemy flirt with each other. From a corner b
Slowly, Mia stepped into the lounge area and came face to face with Shawn. The man was currently seated in an armchair, his legs crossed and his face devoid of any emotions.Although his face seemed calm and expressionless as usual, Mia felt that there was something wrong—something off about him. She just couldn’t wrap her hands around what exactly it was. What was the formidable man doing at home by that time of the day? Wasn’t he supposed to be at work? Why was he home? She could remember vividly that he left for work in the morning, so… She never expected to meet him at home at all. “Have you suddenly gone deaf?” Shawn inquired irritably.He despised it when he asked people questions and they didn’t respond. Mia shuddered in fear and she immediately recollected the question the man had asked. Where was she coming from? But… that was personal… She couldn’t possibly tell him the truth.She licked the corner of her dry lips and then slowly opened her mouth to talk. But before
‘What now?’Mia shyly angled her head upward, peering at the imposing man towering over her. She saw that he was staring directly at her. His intense gaze made her feel exposed and vulnerable. Like she had felt earlier…“Erm, ca-can can I—?” She hesitated, pursing her lips.‘Can you what?’ The CEO stood there in silence, waiting for her to finish her question.“Can I hum-have your -erm-your phone numb…” Her voice trailed off and she began to cough incessantly. Awkwardness filled the air.Mia wasn't sure where she found the courage to ask for his number. But she believed it was only right for her to have her husband's contact information.She cleared her throat awkwardly as she awaited her death sentence.Phone number? The corner of Shawn's mouth twitched at the unexpected request. Truthfully, neither of them had exchanged numbers before—it was a valid point.“70-85…” He began reciting the digits. He was giving the girl his personal contact number. Mia hastily reached for her phone
And just like that, Mia was driven away in the patrol car.—Once Shawn entered his room, he settled onto his bed and started reviewing the file once more.Immediately after leaving Beats Corporation, he drove straight to his house. Upon arrival, he inquired, "Is she here?"The nearest maid lowered her gaze and responded, "No, Master. Madam left in the morning and hasn't returned yet."Shawn's eyes narrowed. Could she still be with Damien?He strode purposefully to the lounge and seated himself in an armchair. Regardless of how many hours it took, she would eventually come and meet him there, he resolved.Glancing at the green file in his hand, it seemed strangely lacking in content. He contemplated it for a moment before finally opening it.After a couple of minutes, he realized he had been mistaken about the girl all along, right from the beginning. She harbored no ulterior motives when she first approached him—it was purely coincidental. She wasn't interested in his wealth, she was
In fact, with the ceremonious entrance and the accompanying crowd, the police officers were absolutely certain that the aloof yet ethereal-looking man was none other than the renowned business mogul, Shawn Mandez. Overwhelmed, they promptly bowed their heads, their bodies trembling, and swiftly cleared a path for the CEO and his entourage.As Shawn stepped into the station, the entrance was swiftly sealed and locked, preventing anyone inside from leaving or outsiders from entering. The chief of police swallowed uneasily, feeling a surge of fear wash over him, as well as his subordinates.Inside the police station, everyone strained on their tiptoes, eager to catch a glimpse of the man escorted by a retinue of bodyguards. Could he be the nation's president? No matter how hard they tried, catching even a glimpse of his face seemed impossibly difficult. All that was visible was Shawn's neatly permed, shining black hair.Onlookers couldn't help but express their frustration silently. Sudd