“Get out.” Ezra facilely said as he stared menacingly at the male in front.Ethan’s lips hung open like a dislocated doll’s mouth.Ezra Heinrich. That was the last person he had expected to become the new CEO.Ethan began sweating bullets. The moment he stepped into the CEO’s office, he could see all his future investments crashing before his eyes.“But Mr. Heinrich-” Ethan began, not getting far with his words as Ezra raised his palm to silence him.“What I fail to understand, is why you’re here, standing in my office, and spilling crap like a toddler.” Ezra intertwined his fingers, hardening his gaze. “I warned you didn’t I? Both times.”“Both time?” Ethan inquired, tilting his head in confusion.“It’s bold of you to even think of standing in my presence after uttering such words to my Fiancée. Weren’t you warned?”Ethan gulped, letting out a breathy chuckle. “But Mr. Heinrich, Giselle and I were just having a light chat.” He lied.Ezra rolled his eyes. Same excuse twice in a row.W
Giselle sat with her back against the door.The world hated her existence, it was official. As soon as she spotted the darkening clouds and heard the sound of the clouds pouring their overfilled hearts out, Giselle came to that conclusion.Another roar of light danced through the skies and Giselle yelped. Her childhood trauma for rainy days kicked in and the brunette hugged herself, trying her best to calm her trembling body.But the cause of her trembles were undetermined.Giselle hadn’t spent more than two hour being locked in the washroom when she noticed how the temperature had dropped abnormally. She had brushed it off and tried pulling on her sleeves for warmth, only to remember she was wearing one of the dresses Ezra had filled her walk-in-closet with.“Curse you Ezra.” She had muttered out and felt another round of shivers ripple through her body and then the clouds had decided to play therapist session, letting out all the liquid they could no longer contain.Another crackle
Ezra stood by the door watching Vincent do his check-up on Giselle.His firm body was rested against the door frame, eyes following every movement of Vincent’s.For the third time, the family doctor sighed as he stuffed a thermometer into his medical kit.“It’s just a flu.” He stated as he stood up. “Thankfully, it isn’t serious.” Placing two sachets of cold relief drug on the night stand, he turned to the brunette at the door. “Don’t forget to change the wet cloth occasionally and please get her into something more comfortable.” Vincent instructed.Ezra nodded his head and straightened his body from the door frame. “I understand.”“And for the pills, make sure she takes one in the morning and another at night. Gentle food, don’t flood her digestive system with spicy or hard to process foods, she doesn’t need all those and-”“Vincent, I’m not a kid, I know what to do.” Ezra deadpanned.“You certainly aren’t.” He grabbed his kit and stood up, walking in front of Ezra. “Be responsible a
Giselle was woken up by the chirping sounds of birds and a busy atmosphere downstairs.When her eyes came open, she realized that the room she is in was completely different from hers. The setup and all looked way more luxurious than hers.‘Who’s room is this?’ She pondered, slowly getting of the bouncy mattress.A wave of disorientation hit the brunette, making her sit back on the bed. Her memories seemed foggy, but she could vaguely pick out a few that stood out.She remember feeling lightheaded while sitting in the washroom, then Ezra finding her, which she way still curious about how he did so, and then her almost fainting, lastly, Ezra swooping her into his arms.Everything after that was fogged up, but if she wasn’t mistaking, something else had happened after that. She had the hunch that something she couldn’t remember happened.‘Forget it. Must not be important.’ She thought to herself and slowly stood up this time.Steadily, she began heading for the door but stopped when she
Raquel’s eyes nearly budged out of their sockets when she opened the door and saw Giselle, but soon after, her cold and mean expression was back in place.The brunette on the other hand, quickly shoved her hand into her pocket and took two steps back.“You.” Raquel hissed like the snake she is. “What are you doing here?”Giselle rolled her eyes.‘Why does she always have to be dramatic.’“Last I checked, you don’t own this place, so don’t ask me such a ridiculous question.” Giselle sassed with a smile.Raquel scoffed and folded her arm, taking a step forward. “I can’t believe you’ve gone as low as stalking me.”‘Huh?’ Giselle closed her eyes and shook her head. ‘What type of a self obsessed witch is she?’“Giselle.”The called girl peeled her eyes open, looking in the direction of the voice.Nicholas stood behind Raquel, nervously fiddling with his sleeves.“Hi doctor Nick.” Giselle cheerfully greeted, watching as some of the nervousness slipped away from his face due to her friendly
The next day, Giselle was woken up by her alarm. She barely finished getting ready when her second alarm went off.As she rushed downstairs, trying to silence her phone, the brunette ran face first into Ezra’s chest.Once again, curse her stupid height.“Ouch.” She gently soothed her nose, wondering why Ezra’s chest had to be so sturdy. “Good morning, Mr. Heinrich.”“Morning.” Ezra responded in a rough voice. His tone sounded dry and forced.Giselle tilted her head to the side, only now noticing the dark circles under his eyes and his tired looking face.“Are you okay? Is everything okay?” She quizzed.“I’m fine?” Ezra said and coughed.“It doesn’t look like-”“If you stand here talking all day, we’re gonna miss the meeting today.” Ezra informed, purposely interrupting her from further asking anymore questions.“Ah.” Giselle pouted, she could tell that Ezra didn’t want to talk about his health. “Yeah, let’s go.”Ezra and Giselle rode in the same car. The female brunette once again sat
Cindy rushed in, documents held tight to her plump chest.“Mr. Heinrich can I please have a moment of your…” she trailed off, seeing the scene in front of her.Ezra glared at her and raised his voice. “You imbecile, have you got no manners! Get out!”Cindy trembled in fear and scrambled away, almost dropping the documents she held.Ezra sighed and massaged his bruised hand. Giselle brought her line of sight back to the reddening spot on the back of his hand.“Shouldn’t you get ice for that?” Giselle asked, cautiously keeping her gaze on his hand.Ezra shook his head. “I don’t have time for that. Let’s go, the meeting is about to start.” He said and started going out.Giselle wanted to protest and drag him by the arm to get an ice pack, but seeing as he didn’t want that, she left it.“Sure.”Entering the meeting room together, heads turned their way, but Giselle ignored it.She was his nominal fiancée after all, if she couldn’t endure that little, then she’s just a plain out chicken.“
“This should suit you.” Ezra said and pointed at a dress on display.It did indeed seem like Giselle’s taste.“I agree with Mr. Heinrich’s pick. The Madam would be very pleased to see you dressed in something so elegant.” Jubril backed up.Giselle couldn’t argue, the dress looked extremely elegant and beautiful. It was a two in one. And plus, she really didn’t feel like looking at anymore dresses.Nodding her head, she responded. “Alright, I’ll take this one, let me try it out.” Giselle paused, remembering who she was with. “Or not, I’m sure it’ll fit either way.”“No.” Ezra sternly insisted. “Try it on here.” He beckoned a salesperson over. “Please take my Fiancée to try out her dress.”The salesgirl smiled brightly, happy to have the almighty Ezra Heinrich in her place of work.“Sure thing, this way ma’am.”Giselle glanced from the moving salesgirl and back at Ezra.‘Is it really necessary?’ She questioned herself. ‘Whatever, let’s just be done with this, one and for all.’ With that