With Renna in her arms, Mikaela left the house she used to call home, her silhouette moving in the streets outside. The breeze tonight was warm, and yet she felt only a tomb of ice in her chest.Ten years’ worth of youth—all spent on a piece of top-shelf sh*t! It was so infuriating that she was wondering if she should just gouge out her eyes if she was going to live like a blind person anyway!As she was simmering in fury, Renna suddenly murmured, “Mom? I’m hungry. I haven’t eaten in a long time now…”Mikaela snapped out of her anger. Belatedly, she realized it was now a few minutes past eight, and Renna had not eaten anything since lunch about seven or eight hours ago. She looked around to locate her handbag, where her wallet and phone were, so she could treat the girl to a meal in a restaurant nearby.That was when it hit her. She had barged out of the door at the peak of her lividity and forgotten to bring her handbag and phone along. She was literally penniless, and without her
Mikaela was not even sure how to describe how she felt. Was Javier a nice guy? Yes.Did she like him? Yes. A little. Somewhat. Maybe.But the idea of them being together—rings in each other’s fingers and bells tolling for a life shared—she never once felt the compulsion for it.Of course, she meant the compulsion to build a life based on a serious union. Not the more…carnal variety.It was the reason she had said what she said. She would sooner be mocked for overstating how much he was attracted to her than to risk Javier investing emotionally in an impossibility. It would make her feel guilty. It would make her feel like she was playing Javier.Fortunately for her, Javier harbored no such desire either. He studied Mikaela’s bashful expression before replying, “Just because I’m attracted to you doesn’t mean we have to get married. That’s some stuffy, old-school thing only the squarest people do. I like you, and I want to sleep with you. But marry you? No offense, but we’re not com
Javier swore the night was almost too impossible to get through.As it turned out, his success was merely on how he managed to make Mikaela and Renna stay—the woman had her own devious wiles against him. She had told Javier she needed to check on her daughter in her room to make sure she was okay and promptly shut herself inside Renna’s room, declaring she was “going to sleep”. It had been an excuse!This had to be a crime against humanity, right? It got to be!He lay on his bed, maidenless and powerless. All that teasing had gone nowhere—he had to give that woman props for withstanding his almost unbeatable advances. How on Earth did she do it?He spent way too much time tossing, turning, and rolling on his sides to finally fall asleep. God, to go to sleep hungry like that!Javier was not even given a chance to oversleep in the morning. Renna had to go to school, so Mikaela woke him up by knocking on his door, asking, “Is it me, or is there nothing to eat here in this unit?”Jav
Javier never fancied himself a man of decorum. Again, it was never his fault. He wanted to be tactful as much as the next person did, but it had to be dependable on who he was talking to.Flexing decorum with a man? Cultured.Flexing decorum with a mutt? Crackhead.This lard bucket, along with his haughty, everyone’s-below-me attitude was just a stupid nobody slung with the title of sales agent. Who the hell in their right mind would even care enough to show him “decorum”? He should be grateful for how no one was punching him in the face already.Finally, the fat man recovered from his shock and immediately cast an ugly scowl at Oliver. “The hell was that, Holmes!? I demand an explanation!”However, the older man seemed to have caught whatever bug Javier had. He wanted to feel that gratification, too.“Please, miss me with that bullsh*t.”The fat man was infuriated. What the f*ck was going on? A rebellion!? Oliver would always greet his arrival with nothing less than obsequious
Javier’s initial plan was to upgrade some of the equipment into its more hi-tech counterpart, but he changed his mind after a while. How much could he save, anyway? It would be better if he changed everything anew.If one was going to do something, they should do it right or shouldn’t bother at all. Hence, he wanted only “the best equipment” and “the best doctors.” Sacred Virtue Hospital had to be the very best, state-of-the-art hospital in the nation—no, the world!It had to be this good for Reivaj Group to make a name in the medical industry.Naturally, the name of the hospital needed to change. “Sacred Virtues” was not too bad a name, but Reivaj Group only ever named its subsidiaries with the same name, and that was…Well, Reivaj itself. Nothing more was needed.Be that as it may, the naming of the hospital was hardly Javier’s priority. He could always change its name after everything else was settled.By the time the clock struck six in the evening, Dylan had finally finished t
With Mikaela’s summon, Javier entered a medical storage room with her.“What mistake did you make that you went from the head nurse to a warehouse keeper?”Mikaela heard Javier’s surprised question once she went into the medical storage room. She was rendered speechless.“Warehouse keeper? It’s warehouse manager, mind you. Besides, I wasn’t demoted. I’m subbing for someone. I’m now on duty today by the warehouse manager, Cindy, is my friend. She has an emergency today so she’s asked me to replace her.“But don’t overthink it. The storeroom is being integrated, so what we do isn’t against the rules. Don’t penalize Cindy for this.”Javier looked at Mikaela with a beam. “Why? Who are you to say what I can or cannot do?”Mikaela froze. She did not think much about it, treating Javier as a friend, thus blurting what she did and not feeling anything wrong about it. It was until what Javier said that she realized…they seemed to be less than friends—and she had always addressed him as Mr
“Mikaela! Mikaela! There’s a problem!”Well, there was a problem here with Mikaela too. She was so frustrated she wanted to kill the person knocking the door. Just when she finally picked up the courage to enjoy the thrill with Javier, someone had to similarly pick this moment to knock the door.Fortunately, she had locked the medical storage room or she and Javier would have been caught.Hastily making herself presentable again, Mikaela hurried to open the door. Before she left, though, Javier groped her intentionally, his touch going straight to her heart and desire.Taking a deep breath and forcing the ravishing urge down, Mikaela opened the door.Javier watched from afar, seeing the person who knocked the door whispering to Mikaela before the latter left frantically looking anxious. He furrowed his brows looking at Mikaela’s retreating back, no idea what happened in the hospital.Waiting about for some time until no one around paid attention, Javier left the medical storage
Donald was still yelling, so Doug rushed up to him again seething. This time, before he could come close to Donald, the man scrambled up and fled toward the door.It was apparent that Donald was still scared of getting beaten up but he raised his voice and insulted them again standing at the lobby door. It was until Doug was ready to stomp to him once more that he ran off frantically.One could only get physically violent with a good-for-nothing like Donald. Hit and softer and it would not even be effective!After Donald escaped, the crowd in the lobby eventually dispersed. Those who were familiar with Mikaela kindly went to comfort her, coaxing her not to be angered and that Donald was a cum like that. Mikaela could only smile at the attempt to appease her. No one would still be in a good mood after being insulted and cussed at in public. One had their pride and honor—she did not even know how she was supposed to face her coworkers now when Donald had just humiliated her in front