All Chapters of Learning To Love Again With My Boss: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Amber’s pov "I've come here to apologize for everything I've done.” Those words have the most irritating thought lingering in my mind since I told Dave to leave my office. Just because we work for the same person doesn't mean he should get close to me or try to be familiar. He's the root of all my problems. This wasn't what I had planned. I was the CEO of my own small company before he tricked me and betrayed me. I've felt humiliated numerous times before deciding to meet that mysterious man at the hotel. And what did Dave do? He showed up with ice cream and a rose. What was he expecting? Did he think I'd jump up and embrace him just because he once knew my favorite things? I made it clear that he should stay away from me unless it's work-related. His sight even wants to make me throw-up. As Dave was about to leave, he asked me to lower my voice so Adrian wouldn't overhear us and think he was challenging me. I never knew he was this afraid. Well, his own wickedness has caught up w

Author’s pov Dave and Gwen sat at the dining table in the evening. It was a small, portable table near the kitchen that Amber had bought for this house when she was here. Dave and Gwen, sitting across from each other. Unknowingly to Dave, he wasn't eating his food. His fork and knife rested on the plate, and he had taken only a few bites. Meanwhile, Gwen had almost finished her meal and noticed that Dave was absentmindedly playing with his food. "Do you not like the food?" she asked. "I do," he replied. "What's the matter? Why aren't you eating?" Gwen paused, and they exchanged glances. "You've been moody since you came back from work. Is there something wrong with your new job? Is Adrian causing problems?" she inquired. "No," he shook his head. "Then what's bothering you? Why can't you share it with me?" Gwen asked. "How can I tell you about my mission at Adrian's company?" he thought to himself, returning his gaze to his food. Gwen reached out her right hand and gent

Amber's pov I couldn't comprehend what was driving me out of the house again, repeatedly remembering the name of the hospital James had mentioned. Was there a mistake somewhere? I was so certain that I was the woman Adrian had encountered that day at the hotel. If I wasn't the one, why did they recognize me the other day? If I wasn't the one, why did I recognize the hotel room? The pieces of the puzzle just wouldn't fit together. I was convinced that I was the woman, and an unspoken anger surged within me at the thought of meeting this strange lady at the hospital. Lost in my thoughts, I inadvertently passed the hospital. Realizing my mistake, I needed to turn around since I couldn't just let the road I had already traveled go unchecked. Exiting my car, I hurriedly walked inside. Approaching the receptionist's desk, I said to the nurse, "I've come to see the woman Mr. Adrian visited." How could anyone not know Mr. Adrian or the Morgan family name? They were as well-known as the

Author’s pov "What happened? Mr. Adrian didn't show up at his aunt's party," one of the family members said to the hearing of those around her, as the party grew livelier. It was Adrian's aunt, Sarai's retirement party, and a multitude of people were entering her gigantic house and beautiful compound. Sarai, in her sixties, welcomed her invited guests with embrace. Upon hearing those words, Diana couldn't help but interject, assuming a presumptuous tone. "He personally told me that he would be here," she stole a glance at the lady and her friend. The people next to her table turned to see who had spoken. "Is this Adrian's girlfriend?" one woman whispered to another. "Adrian has never introduced anyone as his girlfriend. He's the most desirable and attractive billionaire in the country," another lady chimed in. "I wish he would even grace the back of my hand with a kiss," added yet another. Diana sat with one of Adrian's guards named Chris, who had been instructed to acco

Author’s pov The next day at noon, Adrian arrived at his father's house. As he approached the entrance, everyone bowed in respect and greeted him. Upon entering the sitting room, his father rose from his seat and warmly embraced him. With a gentle pat on his son's back, he pulled away, wearing a smile. Adrian made his way towards the left side of the room and, just before entering, he asked, "Where is Mum?" "Your mother is still on her vacation in Paris," Morgan replied, causing his son to return to the center of the sitting room after their embrace. "We spoke yesterday, and I thought she had returned. What kind of surprise does she have for me?" Adrian questioned eagerly. "Surprise?" his father asked, puzzled. "Yes! I thought maybe she didn't want to directly tell me she had come back. When you called and said you wanted to see me, I immediately thought Mum had returned." "She hasn't come back yet. Please, have a seat." As they settled down, Morgan instructed one of