Just when I am feeling satisfied about myself, I turn around and walk out of the bathroom with a confident smile.
While just by the moment when I step across the door of the bathroom, I see a man standing right in front of me staring straight at me.
“AH!” oh crap! My deep man's voice elapsed my lips before I could notice! I quickly clear my throat and repeat my last words in a high pitch voice, “I-I mean, ahh!”
After seeing me jump, the man’s face turns blank, he stretches his arms out and waves his palms in front of his chest.
“I am truly sorry, madame! I promise I never meant to startle you!” in a nervou
After the conversation concerning Justin Shaw comes to an end, I figure that I should bring the mug that I am still holding in my hands to the pantry and wash it up. Hence, after I shake the mug in my hand trying to hint Jamie about the mug washing, I walk to the doors. While just when I place my hand on the cold door knob, Jamie suddenly calls upon me. “Chandelier.” With my hand remaining on the door knob, I turn my head back to him, “Yes, Jamie?” I asked. He puts his pen down too, he asks, “Do you have plans tonight?” Do I have plans tonight? I take a short while to ponder. I pl
Time is quarter past eight at night when the stars gaze in the dark blue sky, and lights on the streets lighten up the way for the people. Maybe you won’t believe it, because I don’t——I am currently sitting at one of the tables leaning against the glass curtain in an Italian cuisine named Paradiso di Figaro, located on the seventy-first floor of a building situated near to the DuSable Bridge. Paradiso di Figaro is owned by a friend of Jamie——Figaro Lombardo, the head chef. I have heard of this restaurant being the most expensive yet popular restaurant in Michigan Avenue, for being one of the restaurants with the most beautiful 360 degree view observation deck throughout the floor. The view is mesmerizing. However, tonight I find it empty here. I figure Jamie might have
After having that dinner with Jamie, Jamie returns to his place on his own. Victor starts his car and fetches me up at the entrance. Just as I enter his car, I remove my wig and turn to Victor who is staring at me with an excited face. “How's the date?” he asked. I pout, “It seems like it is not considered as a date, but…” I then put up a smile, “He is trying to keep me by his side.” As Victor hears me, he immediately picks two cans of Jack Daniel’s Whiskey and Seltzer up from the cup holder. He hands one to me. With a bright smile, he opens his drink, “Cheers.” cheered Victor, “To Henrietta.” “There you are!” The strange girl walks straight towards me and grips my wrist, pulling my hand away from Bobby's. Out of surprise, Bobby let my hand slip off. “I was waiting for you right across the street! It seems like I’ve gotten to the wrong place!” The girl's action draws me out of disappointment, yet her words make me hesitate for a moment. Why is she grabbing my hand? Why did she talk like she was waiting for me to go somewhere together? Who is she? Do I know her? Has she mistaken me for her friend? Because if she has, I swear I can be her very best friend of her life for the following few minutes.
A Key to the CEO's Heart Chapter 29: Juicy Punch II
“There you are!” The strange girl walks straight towards me and grips my wrist, pulling my hand away from Bobby's. Out of surprise, Bobby let my hand slip off. “I was waiting for you right across the street! It seems like I’ve gotten to the wrong place!” The girl's action draws me out of disappointment, yet her words make me hesitate for a moment. Why is she grabbing my hand? Why did she talk like she was waiting for me to go somewhere together? Who is she? Do I know her? Has she mistaken me for her friend? Because if she has, I swear I can be her very best friend of her life for the following few minutes.
“Get going, your boss is waiting.”As I am immersed in my thoughts, the girl smiles at me.“I’ll see around.” she said.There, as she says, she reminds me of the girl I met at Andrew Peyton’s birthday party when I was young. She said she’ll see me around, yet at the end, we never met again.Trying to not let my happiness slip away from my hands again, I promised myself not to make the same mistake ever again in my life.I wasn’t able to obtain an answer to my last question from that girl seventeen years ago, but this time, I will make sure that I will have my question answered before I go.
With a blank mind, I stand in front of all the messes the juices had made. A cold catches me from my nape causing me to turn a little light-headed.I bow my head low, not because I want to keep my eyes on the floor, I am just too timid to raise my head and look at Jamie’s face.He had a bad day. Being insulted by his employee in front of the clients isn't just any small matter that the boss can get over easily. One cup of ristretto is the only thing that is simple enough to make him a little less angry, just one cup of ristretto will do… But I failed to get it for him.And now, just by my third day at work, for the second time I manage to cause a big mess in his office, staining the floor and the carpet, the furniture and the decorations nearby, and the both of
“Are you alright, madame?” in a soft voice he asked.Just by the moment I hear his voice, my tears burst out of my eyes. I swear to God, this is the gentlest voice I have heard lately.It is just half way through today, I feel like I have been through a long whole day.He has his troubles to worry about too, furthermore, we barely know each other, yet he is willing to be so gentle towards me.Trying to show my gratitude, I squeeze a smile out of my face. I can’t see my own smile, but I am somehow certain that it must be one of the ugliest ones.However, he does not see me as a weird person. He takes down his blazer and puts it on me, cover
Not knowing how many hours has passed, I wake up again. The sky has completely turned dark when the hands of the clock strike ten.Vaguely, I hear my doorbell keep buzzing. That must be what pulled me out of my dream valley.“Coming...”With a hoarse voice I answered, though knowing that the person standing behind the door won’t be able to hear me.I take my time to separate myself and the comfortable couch. I stand up with my sore legs and walk to the door. I look through the peephole and find Victor standing right outside the door with his hands hidden behind his back.“Victor?”Latest chapter