All Chapters of A Key to the CEO's Heart: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

The day is always beautiful in Jamie’s office, until when it comes to the time before lunch.  Like I usually do, I sit at my coffee table sorting out my job, sometimes take a peek at Jamie who is putting in all her attention in her job so deeply like a workaholic. What’s different is that she used to be my boss, while now she is still my boss, yet at the same time my girlfriend. I put a sweet smile on my face when I look at her being so passionate about her job. I feel so comforted when I see her giving all her time and effort to run Minerva, she doesn’t make herself look like she is actually running a company which belongs to the others. About that, although she discovered my true gender, she still has no idea about who I truly am, and the relationshi

“Ugh!” Not seeing it coming, I fail to dodge it. I feel my left eye hit by the snow globe even when I shut my eyes. I hear the snow globe fall to the floor and crash into pieces.  It takes me just a second to feel the pain spreading from my zygomatic bone to my nose and my forehead. When I open my eyes again, I see the blood trickling down my cheek and dripping over the glass shards on the floor. The office falls to silence. We become so quiet that I can almost hear the sound of my blood dripping. I believe that Jamie is startled too. She didn’t see it coming either, she just

“And so.” Nikki turns back to Justin, “Why am I here? I thought I heard something about an urgent job.”   Justin mentions, “Indeed. We need you to watch someone for us.”   Nikki raises her eyebrows, “Through whichever medium?”   Justin nods, “Yes. As long as we manage to obtain valuable intelligence.”   Nikki smiles with a shrug, “Sure.” she then turns to me, “However, job’s a job. I’ll get you what you want, but what’s in it for me?”   I ponder, “Do you need money?”   She pouts, “No.”   Then, “Clothes or shoes?”   She snorts, “Really?”   Or maybe, “Cosmetics?”   She blows her messy fringe, “Are you kidding me?”   Hmm, what about, “Food?”   She purses her lips, “Depends.”   Okay, food it is then. But, what food do

With a cold tone, Andrew asks Jamie, “Do you remember this handkerchief?” he then points at me and mentions, “Remember that day when I visited you. He sneezed over my face and wiped his saliva off me with it.” I remember it, though I did that as Henrietta. And now, he is pointing at me when he mentions it. … He does actually know that Henrietta was a man back then, doesn’t he? He actually discovered my true gender way earlier. As Justin and I conjectured, that explains his abnormal behavior towards me for teasing me in front of his assistant and Jamie. Before any of us can respond to Andrew, he shakes the zip bag in his hand and mentions, “Apparently, I kept it. And I did a DNA test with it.” 

The sky is dark when I walk out of the hospital building. The hospital garden  is lit up by a sufficient amount of light. However, I dash into the bushes, squint my eyes as hard as I can, and start to search around. Just as I am wondering if I can find any of them at this hour, a strong and inviting fragrance catches my sense. When I give the direction of the fragrance’s source a glance, I see bushes of blooming white flowers. The night blooming tuberoses, as white as the pure heart, reflecting the moonlight shining faintly and quietly in the garden of the night. By the very moment I see them, a smile appears on my face. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨