‘But, is he actually such a silly person?’“Why are you in a daze over there, Jeanette? Why aren’t you getting on the bus?” Lucia called out to her from the front. Thus, Jeanette got onto the bus and saw that it was completely packed, with only a few empty seats.However, Damon was not on the bus. “Didn’t someone say Mr. Godfrey’s going to be joining the secretary team? Is he not coming?” Jeanette asked Lucia.“Of course he’s coming, but how could he possibly cram with us in a bus when he
Coworkers from other departments had arrived soon enough. Some of them went to set up camps, while others eagerly threw themselves into the business of barbecues. All contributed to the growing revelries.News of the CEO’s arrival traveled fast, and the most eager-to-serve were quick to set up a camp for him in the best part of the area. As soon as Damon disembarked, he strode into his private tent to rest.While he enjoyed his luxury, Jeanette and her group of female coworkers still had to as
“You hate talking to me this much?” he asked pointedly.“I don’t have anything to talk to you about.”A little river crab crawled out of its watery home and pranced around the cobblestoned shore. Soon, it followed Jeanette’s shoe and began to crawl up to her ankle.Poor Jeanette thought it was a large bug. It shook her so much that she shrieked, her phone almost blasting off from her hand, and leaped into the air.Damon quickly pulled her to his side and sent the innocent crab a flight back
Jeanette spied a glance at Damon sitting at the far end of where she was. Just minutes ago, he had been swarmed by eager, gushing people raising their glasses and beers to toast in his honor. Now, though, he was completely alone, with his sycophants nowhere in sight.For some unknown reason, a sense of muted frustration washed over her like a tide. She refused to number between her coworkers and seniors for the sake of “social connecting” anymore.Instead, she turned away from the crowd and sn
So why was the same villain treating her so kindly?“Damon, you and me… How exactly did it go?”“You had the biggest crush on me for many years.”“So I’ve liked you. But did you feel the same for me?”“Me? ‘Like’ might be a four-lettered word that pales to describe how I feel.”His arm snaked around her waist and pulled her toward him, and then his lips loomed, and then—a kiss.There was none of the boorish, savage force harkening to the last time this happened. This time, he was soft, fea
Lucia leaned close and whispered, “You should thank me, Jeanette!”“Thank… you?”“If it weren’t for me telling everyone about your 4-years-old son, everyone would have guessed it was you.”“What… are you talking about?”Lucia winked at her mischievously. “I had a little too much last night, right? So I got up to puke, and that’s where I found you and Mr. Godfrey, tee-hee!”“You—”She smacked her hand over Jeanette’s lips before the latter could finish. “Don’t get so obviously agitated, wil
…Jeanette’s instinct proved to be prescient. Ever since Sylvia had caught wind of her daughter-in-law being alive, she began gathering information about her. Slowly but surely, she heard of the little boy who was always by her side.Taking the boy’s age and looks into account, Sylvia had no doubt that he was Damon’s son and, more importantly, her precious little grandson.Sylvia waited just long enough for Damon to come home before flying into a rage. “You knew he was your son, and you let h
Jeanette held the child in her hand and walked toward the two.The distance between them shriveled with every step until she broke out a smile and greeted. “Hello, Elias. Been a while.”His eyes reddened. He dithered for a few seconds before raising his hand and grazing her cheeks lightly.Her skin was real—the tactile sense was real. This was no hallucination.“You’re… You’re alive.”“Yes. I didn’t die, but I never got to tell you about it. I’m really sorry.”Jeanette’s first instinct upo