With that thought in mind, I managed to fall asleep.When my alarm blared loudly, I was still in a hazy state. I'd been thoroughly exhausted over the past two days, all thanks to Charlyn's involvement.Seriously, I felt that something was really wrong with me. Whenever I saw her, I'd feel straight up uncomfortable.Had she perhaps wronged me in my past life?I slowly got up and headed to the bathroom, mulling over that possibility with a hint of self-deprecation.Once I was done with my routine, I walked out of the bathroom, still feeling disoriented. That was when I bumped into Charlyn, who was immaculately dressed for the day. I finally realized what I'd forgotten all this time.Why was that woman still in my house? Irritation began to creep into my senses at that moment."Mr. Skyworth!" Charlyn beamed at me with sparkling eyes. She looked quite bubbly and cheerful.Then, she began speaking to me as though we were close. "I don't know what you want for breakfast, so I made
I looked down at the sandwich in my hand. She made it herself, huh? It looked quite tasty.I began chomping on the sandwich. It was a little cold, but for some reason, it tasted sweet. Yeah, it was tasty.Kyrie really was a woman of many talents. Not only was she an amazing secretary, but she was also a good cook.The HR department had done a wonderful job in recruiting such a talented person. I'd have to give them a bigger bonus before the New Year holidays.Time often passed by very quickly whenever I was hard at work. That morning, I was extremely busy with work.I held an emergency meeting so I could deal with the mole once and for all. It turned out that the mole was the nephew of one of the minor shareholders. Arthur had tricked that guy into gambling his money away at a casino, resulting in him racking up a huge debt. That was how he'd managed to bribe the mole into doing things for him.After conducting a thorough investigation, we found out that the mole had even embez
The next few days went by without a hitch. Every night, I waited until the latest possible time to drive Kyrie home. The next morning, I'd left the house extremely early to avoid bumping into Charlyn. Once I reached the company, Kyrie would use a different excuse of the day to give me breakfast.Every day was practically smooth sailing for me—if I were to ignore the half-hour calls Luther placed just to rant to me about Charlyn and to beg me to come up with a way to kick her out. At this point, he wanted nothing more than to have a new private tutor.Well, if the brute next to me could remove the black sack from my head, that'd be even better.I'd just felt like having coffee all of a sudden. Of course, I'd just had to develop a shred of conscience when I'd looked at Kyrie, whom I was used to ordering around like a slave. So, I'd thought that I should personally drop by the café across from the company and get my own coffee.This had all taken place in broad daylight. The moment
Kyrie helped me into one of the police cruisers. Through the window, I could see Jonathan and his men being pushed into another cruiser.The car that I sat in took a U-turn so that it could start speeding toward the hospital. At first, I'd needed to have my statement taken. But Kyrie insisted on taking me to the hospital first. The policeman, who was in the cruiser with us, shot me a few odd looks. Then, he told the driver to take us to the hospital.But how had Kyrie found out about my kidnapping?I asked her that question when I was lying on the hospital bed."I realized that you never returned to the office after leaving for quite some time. Lily, the receptionist at the front desk, told me that she saw you heading toward the café across from the company. "But when I arrived there, all I saw were broken shards of a coffee cup. After that, a barista in the café mentioned that she witnessed someone dragging you into a vehicle."Kyrie paused momentarily before shyly glancing a
The crowd left as quickly as they came. Luther sat by my bed and began peeling an orange for me."Who's that lady?" he asked curiously before popping a slice of orange into his mouth. "She's quite pretty."Wasn't that orange meant for me?I smacked Luther on the head instantly, causing him to wail in pain. "Ouch! Watch your strength, Lucian! Alright, alright! I'll drop the question! Geez!"There was no such thing as a taboo question for me. "That was my secretary.""Huh? She's just a secretary? I thought she'd be my sister-in-law." Luther pouted at me. "Lucian, you gotta work harder. Mom really likes that Charlyn woman…""She's your tutor!" I glared at Luther. "What does this have to do with her anyway?""Oh? You don't know what's going on? Why do you think Mom wants her to stay in our house?"Luther glanced at the doorway sneakily. "I heard Mom telling Dad something. She said, and I quote, 'Charlyn's a pretty decent woman. She comes from a good background, not to mention she's
I shot a look at Luther, who approached Charlyn immediately. As he took the thermos flask from her, he exclaimed in an exaggerated manner, "Wow! Thank you for bringing me some stew, Ms. Emerson! How did you know I haven't had breakfast yet?"Charlyn was about to explain herself when Luther cut in, "You should go back for now. I'll definitely focus on my studies at the hospital!"Then, he pushed her out of the ward.Charlyn kept turning back to look at me. Upon noticing my icy look, her eyes reddened immediately. She could only let Luther push her out.Luther followed Charlyn out of the ward as well. He paused to stick his head back into the ward to give me a meaningful glance."Lucian, I'm having a stomachache!"Then, he looked at Kyrie. "Kyrie, please help me take care of my brother! Thank you!"What a cheeky bastard!Now, Kyrie and I were the only ones in the ward. No one spoke for a moment. Kyrie just stood where she was, looking at me as calmly as she could. At the same tim
Luther continued giving me suggestions after that. "Why don't you invite Kyrie over to our house as my private tutor?"Based on that cheeky look on his face, he seemed to be up to no good."Your company policy states the employees have the weekends off, right? I'd like Kyrie to come over to our place every Saturday and Sunday to tutor me for one hour."When Charlyn had served as Luther's private tutor, he'd had to go through two hours' worth of lessons every day. As if I'd let Luther get what he wanted. Poor Kyrie was extremely exhausted and busy from her daily workload anyway."No way." I shot Luther a glance.Luther pouted immediately. He sat at the foot of my bed and began peeling an apple for me.…That afternoon, Kyrie came to my ward just as promised. Surprisingly enough, someone else came with her.Luther stared at the tall and strong man trailing behind Kyrie. Then, he turned to glance at me in disbelief.After that, he rushed over to hug Kyrie's leg, making sure to ra
For a moment, I didn't know what to say. In the end, I managed to say, "I happened to drive past a flower shop. When I saw the flowers, I thought they suited you well."Kyrie accepted the flowers shyly. "Thank you." A moment later, she added, "They look beautiful."Oh no! What should I say next?Kyrie raised her head to look at me, the tips of her ears reddening at the same time. Only then did I realize just how petite she was.Even though the height on her personal information stated that she was five feet and seven inches tall, she still looked petite before me."Um, are you free tomorrow?" I had no idea what I was talking about at this point. "Why don't we have a meal together?"Kyrie nodded in response, her cheeks aflame.I felt very heady the whole time, to the point that I didn't know what I was doing. Soon, I returned to my seat awkwardly. There was a pile of documents waiting for me to tackle, after all.I looked down at the documents in my hands for a moment. But I cou