Successful escape

Helena’s P.O.V.

Although I had reprimanded Carver for his dumb sense of humor, he was able to catch a glimpse of my flushed face. As they weren’t normal types of jokes for me, it was challenging to brush them off without being affected. My silly reactions gave him a perfect chance to tease me in the office.

“Gosh! I should have clicked your picture yesterday. You were blushing like a newlywed bride, love.”

Carver continued eating my brain even during the meeting, he sent me a text message.

“Are you sure that you gave birth to Ashton and Scarlet? You always react like a virgin, love.”

His provocation until lunchtime consumed my patience. I was planning to crush his head while brewing an aromatic cup of coffee, when a shadow flashed beside me in the pantry.

“It must be my imagination!”

Firstly, I ignored it because of my exhaustion. My one day’s absence had piled up a mountain of files, the pending work was a nightmare for a feeble girl like me. Then a sudden gust of air shook the