Chapter 3: Flu

Lionel's mouth tightened, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he looked displeased.

"You have a different identity now, so be careful to keep your distance from the opposite sex."

"I don't want any gossip after we make it public in the future."

Felicia nodded. She knew the truth, but how could she not invite people to dinner? Although the boss was still scared, Felicia didn't want to hear it. She planned to sneak out after sending the boss away.

Felicia didn't know that her thoughts were visible on her face, and she couldn't hide it from Lionel, who dealt with greedy men in the company every day.

"Call."

Felicia blinked in confusion.

"Call your friend now and refuse it."

"You can use the excuse of bringing up my name." With her head drooping, Felicia made Lionel realize that his tone of voice was too loud. He, an Alpha, shouldn't talk to an Omega this way, so he took the initiative to be a little softer.

Felicia bowed her head and moved her head as if she agreed. She dialed Sister Amanda's phone number and explained that Lionel had a sudden job to complete and had to work overtime, so she first transferred the money to Sister Amanda and asked her to help pay for the meal.

"How could the Boss allow a cute Omega like you to work overtime so often? Single men like this are still favored by many people." Big Sister Amanda's voice irritated. Then she added, "How can he find a lover with his character like that?" Sister Amanda didn't know that her Boss was standing across from Felicia. She comforted Felicia briefly, but the topic brought out more annoyance in Lionel.

Worried that Sister Amanda would be hated by her Boss, Felicia hung up on the pretext that she was busy working.

There was a sense of embarrassment in the air. Felicia stammered and invited Lionel to come in and sit down. Lionel glanced at the small and shabby sofa. He wasn't disgusted but sitting there would be uncomfortable, but he didn't want to think too much. Omega had sensitive feelings and shouldn't show his discomfort too clearly, so he agreed.

Lionel thought there shouldn't be anyone other than Felicia in this apartment, so he was prepared not to wear slippers because Felicia's slippers were surely not the same size as his feet. But seeing Felicia take out a pair of Alpha-size sandals from her shoe cabinet, Lionel raised his eyebrows.

He realized that Felicia was very different from what he had imagined. There would always be unexpected little moves. As a popular Alpha, Lionel had seen a lot of Omega methods, and he thought of not wanting to associate with Felicia too much in private; Lionel drank the tea in a few sips and stood up again within five minutes of sitting down.

When she sent Lionel that strange look, Felicia breathed a sigh of relief. She opened the window to get some night breeze. Although she couldn't smell Alpha's pheromones, their condition was unique. Strange pheromones in her apartment would always make her feel strange.

After eating for a while, Felicia finally lay down on the familiar bed and rested well without stress.

Felicia, who was woken up by the alarm the next day, had a headache, a stuffy nose, and a sore throat.

'I have the flu!' Felicia thought.

So Felicia cooked porridge, took cold medicine after breakfast, and didn't forget to bring fever reducers and throat lozenges to work.

Although Felicia was promoted to Lionel's assistant, she was only assigned simple paperwork. Some Beta employees were curious about Felicia and came over to greet her. Seeing that she had a pale face and a nasal voice, they stopped bothering her but instead pitied the omega's condition.

'Being an assistant to the Big Boss, even sick people have to work.' they thought pityingly.

In the morning, Lionel and Assistant Alva did not show up. During the lunch break, Felicia was surrounded by several betas and wanted to eat together. A group of people were waiting for the lift. Unexpectedly, Lionel and Assistant Alva came out from working outside.

"Hello, Mr Walton!" After everyone had finished exclaiming politely, Felicia was only having a cold and could only speak in a low voice, Which Made Lionel a little suspicious.

"Come with me." Lionel looked into Felicia's clear, moist eyes, and the people around pushed Felicia out of the lift and continued to their original destination, the Cafeteria.

Felicia didn't care about her colleagues' small movements. She saw Assistant Alva carrying a paper bag in addition to Lionel's bag. It smelled nice, making Felicia think, 'Is that a lunchbox?'

After Lionel entered the office, Felicia received a pink lunch box, exactly the same as yesterday afternoon.

Felicia wore more coats because of the cold, so the air conditioning wouldn't freeze her. The food in the lunch box was still very good and delicious. Felicia was tasting the food when she heard Lionel's phone ring.

"Handsome boy, have you had lunch yet?"

Mrs. Emmily's voice was very recognizable when Lionel answered the call. As Felicia glanced at Lionel, the man's eyes looked cold, and Felicia lowered her head to sneer inwardly, 'Handsome boy? What a childish call. Doesn't match the attitude of Big Boss.'

A trace of discomfort flashed through the Alpha's eyes, and Lionel quickly answered his mother's question.

"Not yet."

"I accidentally misplaced your share and Felicia's." There was an unpleasant tone there, "Felicia doesn't eat coriander, does she?"

Lionel hadn't answered yet; Felicia momentarily choked in shock when she saw the half-empty lunchbox.

"Is that Felicia? What's wrong with her?" Asked Mrs Emmily, concerned.

"She choked while eating, and I'll go see her and hang up first."

Lionel spoke quickly and a little excitedly, as if he was worried and wanted to show himself to be a good Alpha, but he turned into an arsehole in seconds when he hung up.

"Go drink some water," said Lionel indifferently.

'You two-faced Alpha!" sneered Felicia.

Fortunately, Felicia did not choke badly, but her throat had been uncomfortable from the start, so she coughed quite badly, then drank some water, and slowly subsided. Looking at the lunch box again, it turned out that Lionel's mother had made it herself. Felicia had not eaten home-cooked food made by her parents for a long time and had a sour nose.

Lionel continued to finish the paperwork and accidentally saw Felicia's eyes red.

'Pretending to be pathetic because I didn't persuade you?' thought Lionel sarcastically.

Too bad he won't be swayed.

The Omega had no idea that she was appearing in the inner activity of the big Boss, and she was eating lunch slowly.

Felicia raised her head and looked at the lunch box still on the corner of Lionel's desk, which was incongruous with the pile of important documents.

"Boss, can I take the lunch box?" Felicia said softly and slightly nasally. Then Lionel let out a faint hum from the tip of his pen in agreement.

Felicia tidied up her lunchbox and then took Lionel's lunchbox. When she turned around, she felt dizzy and moved restlessly. Afraid that her body would fall, Felicia held onto the corner of the table.

The scent of strawberries faintly entered Lionel's nose and disappeared without a trace at lightning speed. Before he could breathe in the scent again, his legs were heavy, and Felicia sat on his thighs.

Omega was leaning gently on his arm, panting heavily. The hair on the back of her neck was a mess, and Omega's secret glands were clearly visible under Lionel's eyes.

The sound of hissing made him tempted!