The sound of two people arguing in the hallway interrupted our conversation. Amelia and I stopped talking and looked at each other. We rushed outside to see who it was.We saw Jane and a guy I hadn't met before. She was rude to the guy. I think the guy bumped into her in a rush, and he apologized, but trust Jane to be rude as always."So sorry," the guy muttered, bending down to pick up the file that had fallen off her hand when he bumped into her, trying to make up with her."My goodness, how rude are you?" Jane looked at him with disdain evident in her expression, while Amelia and I looked like we weren't surprised by her rude demeanor.The guy looked at her, stunned. He was shocked at her rude nature. After picking up the file, he stood up straight and said, "I beg your pardon; you bumped into me. You should watch where you are going next time," as she collected the file out of his hand by force."And who the hell are you?" she asked, gesturing with her hand in demonstration.The gu
Frustration welled up within me at the way he made light of the situation. His laughter persisted, leaving me feeling indignant about my vulnerability. Unable to bear it any longer, I stood up, ready to storm out of his office.Seeing my irritation, he hurriedly stood up and came to my side. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry," he apologized, his tone a mix of sincerity and regret. "I didn't mean to laugh at you. But come on, go on, you had a wet dream?"I shot him a skeptical look, trying to decipher his intentions. "Yes," I replied curtly.His curiosity getting the better of him, he trailed off, "Was it about you and..."Growing angrier, I attempted to distance myself, but I reluctantly responded, "Who else? Use your imagination." He seemed to register the shift in my mood and the intensity of my response. His playful demeanor faded, replaced by a more serious expression. "I genuinely didn't mean to upset you," he said, a hint of regret coloring his voice.His eyes sparkled mischievously as he
"Hello, Jane, what's up? I just called to inform you that you haven't sent in your RSVP. Are you coming tonight?" I asked her.There was a pause at the other side of the line. I was getting agitated by her silence, but I chose to remain calm. I realized that if things go well between me and Josh, she will end up being my sister-in-law."I don't need to send you because I'm going to be there, and I'm coming with a plus one," she replied and hung up on me. I stared at the phone in amusement, shaking my head at her behavior. The mix of anticipation, frustration, and amusement lingered in the air after the call.Ignoring Jane's sudden and short answer, I concentrated on getting everything ready for Josh's pre-birthday dinner. The evening was getting closer, and I was a bit nervous about how the night would go.As the clock ticked closer to dinner timeI called Ava to ask the planner to reserve two extra seats for dinner."Harper, who's coming?" she asked curiously."Jane and one of her gue
His sudden appearance caught me off guard, leaving me momentarily speechless."Hi, Harper. How have you been?" he asked, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.I wasn't really in the mood for small talk. I just wanted to join the others as they were counting down to midnight. Although I held no grudge against him, I didn't want to be rude."I'm fine," I finally replied, trying to keep my emotions in check, even though the unexpected encounter stirred a mix of feelings within me.He tried to come closer, but I stopped him by putting out my hand, signaling him not to approach. "Oops, my bad," he said, realizing his mistake."I'm sorry for everything," he continued, sounding sincere. "I've seen how hard you work, and I just wanted you on my team. It was a business move I thought would be good, but I didn't realize it could affect the love you and Josh share."His words carried regret, and he admitted, "I regret every action and hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me." His plea
The door creaked open, and there stood Josh, his eyes reflecting a mix of relief and concern. The atmosphere was heavy with unspoken emotions as we locked eyes.I knew I must have looked like a mess; my eyes were sore from crying. As soon as I got home, I locked myself in my room and let my tears flow freely. The thought of Josh being with someone else was unbearable.My emotions for Josh were genuine, and I needed assurance that we were on the same page.Without giving me a chance to speak, he started expressing his feelings, "Harper, I want you to understand that what happened with Chloe was completely unexpected. I didn't reciprocate the kiss; it caught me off guard. I would never willingly jeopardize what we share."Listening to his words, my expression softened. I stepped aside, welcoming him into the space to talk, the heaviness of the unspoken emotions lingering between us.The air was tense with unresolved feelings, but I noticed he was determined to convey the sincerity of his
"Open it and find out," she said, gesturing to the letter. My hands trembled with a mix of anticipation and curiosity as I unfolded the paper.As I read the words proclaiming my promotion to the esteemed position of managing director, accompanied by alluring benefits, my eyes widened in surprise. An emotion of joy, gratitude, and a pinch of disbelief swept over me.I couldn't contain my joy as I looked at her, still processing the reality of the news. Amid my happiness, a question lingered – was this promotion linked to my relationship with Josh? The thought danced in my mind.Interrupting the series of my thoughts, she spoke, "Harper, stop behaving like you didn't see this coming. Girl, you deserve it. Your dedication and commitment to the job have set you apart, and I can't imagine anyone else more deserving than you." Her words cut through any doubts and created a surge of pride. With joy flooding my heart, I express my gratitude, "Thank you, ma'am. This means a lot," I said appr
"Good evening, ma. Mr. Joshua Stevenson requests that I drive you to him." The atmosphere shifted, and a sense of anticipation settled in, bringing a mix of curiosity and wonder.Surprised by the message, I caught Ava's puzzled glance. Just to clear things up, Josh and I haven't been talking much lately. Every call ends with him saying he's busy.I wasn't sure how to feel about him sending someone for me. Lost in thought, Ava nudged me, prompting me to ask, "Sorry, who are you?" My phone rang, and I picked it up. "Oh, it's Josh," I said, placing it to my ear. His deep, smooth voice came through, but I couldn't help giving the guy who came for me a skeptical look. The air was thick with a mixture of uncertainty and cautious curiosity.Josh's voice, a comforting melody, echoed in my ear, but uncertainty lingered, clouding my thoughts."Hello," I greeted."Hey, baby, I sent a car to bring you," Josh replied.Feeling a tad moody, I replied, "I can drive myself, you know."Ava, sensing my i
As he drove me home, anticipation bubbled within me. Stepping into the house, there was my dad, and my heart leaped with excitement."Dad!" I exclaimed, embracing him tightly. Expecting his usual warmth, I was met with a response that felt cold and distant. Concern etched across my face, I asked, "What's wrong, Dad?"Throughout the years, my dad had a knack for lighting even the tensest moments. However, this time, his demeanor sparked genuine worry within me, leaving me puzzled and uneasy."What's wrong, Dad?" I asked again, my concern deepening as he remained silent."How is Josh?" he finally inquired, his gaze fixed anywhere but on me.I regarded him cautiously, unsure whether to address his question or press on with my worries. "What's going on, Dad? And why jump to ask about Josh?" I questioned, my anxiety mounting. "Is everything okay? But to answer your question, Josh is fine."Just then, Ava sauntered into the living room. Her eyes zeroed in on the sizable ring adorning my fing