Chapter Twenty: You Are the Chosen One

Marissa's POV

“Because I find my reason as confidential, and I find you not very caring and sensitive in everyone’s reason, sir,” I explained. “Am I not right on that factor?"

He tilted his head and squinted his eyes. “You are only reckoning that I am a heartless person, Miss Dela Cruz," he said.

“Are you not?”

He did not speak instantly and thinned his lips. I remained unfazed and did not even regret telling what I thought.

Before one of us could even utter a word, the elevator opened again and all of the people inside started to withdraw one by one, until the two of us were alone. I immediately stepped back away from him and noticed that I was chasing my breath. I was breathless when we were closed, and it was just awkward. I have to admit that.

“I am not used to not having you around in my office, Miss Dela Cruz,” he muttered when he straightened up as if that was the truth he was holding back from himself. “I need you there. When your absence became frequent, I had to admit that I