Clarissa exited the hospital after eight o’clock. It started drizzling. She took a public bus back to the company. As Clarissa entered the company’s lobby, she saw Damien’s handsome and tall figure. One of his hands was in his trouser pocket while the other was holding a phone. He was talking to the receptionist. The lighting of the company’s lobby was extravagant and bright. It shone on Damien which made him look more noble and distant.Clarissa suddenly felt nervous. They had not met even once in the past few months. Why did she keep running into him lately?When Damien passed by Clarissa, he was engaged in a call. She did not know whether he heard her greeting him. After getting in the elevator, she watched as Damien’s figure disappeared into the night. It rained heavily that night. Clarissa wondered if he had brought an umbrella. In the past, her father often forgot to take an umbrella with him. Clarissa would run after him from behind, handing him an umbrella. Her fath
When Damien saw Clarissa standing at the door, he knew she had regretted her choice.He scorned her even more for playing hard to get. She had overestimated her capabilities.Clarissa was well alert. After all, she was there to beg Damien. There was an inevitable hint of flattery in her voice. “You’re early, President Lawrence.”“Not as early as you.” After speaking, Damien opened the door and sat on his office chair. He turned on his computer and went through some documents.“Do you have any business with me?” Damien asked Clarissa indifferently with a cold tone. His voice was hoarse. Clarissa suddenly remembered that he did not have an umbrella when it rained heavily last night. So, she quickly asked, “Did you catch a cold, President Lawrence? Drink more water. Do you have any medicine?”This could be a minor or severe matter. One time, Clarissa’s father worked extra hours in the rain on the construction site and was bedridden for a few days.“Get to the point.” There was a
Damien’s WhatsApp name was his actual name, Damien Lawrence.For someone as prominent as him, there was no need to give himself a nickname. His name represented everything. Clarissa looked through Damien’s Instagram. There was not much content besides him sharing articles written by New East Corporation’s public relations department.To ensure Damien did not stand out on her contact list, she deliberately named him “Stranger”. After Clarissa saved his contact, “Stranger” sent a message. [ We’ll sign an agreement and get our marriage license tomorrow. ]There were no unexpected changes. Damien was indeed a man of his words.[ Okay. ]After getting off work, Clarissa went back to her university dormitory to look for her birth certificate.Then, she went to New East Mall and purchased a white shirt. It would be more appropriate since she was registering for marriage.New East Mall actually belonged to Damien. He had a considerable number of businesses.The next morning, Clar
Clarissa was anxious as her mother’s operation fees and hospital bills were not paid yet. Doctor Fisher mentioned that today was the last day. The finance director, Howard Brooks, had yet to return from a meeting. Clarissa guessed that Damien was probably involved as well. In other words, now was not a good time to send him a message. She might even lose everything if he got angry. Hence, Clarissa could only wait patiently. It was past ten o’clock at night. Clarissa walked into the elevator wearily after working overtime. Coincidentally, Damien was inside that particular elevator. She immediately became energized upon seeing him and stood at a corner. Clarissa had kept the deposit question to herself for a long time. Since there was nobody around, she mustered her courage and said, “President Lawrence?”“Yes?” Damien replied casually while standing in front of Clarissa. They did not sound like a married couple who already had sex before at all. “If I remember correctly
New East Corporation was far from Clarissa’s university. Thus, she rented a two-bedroom apartment near the company with someone for convenience. Luke was living in their mother’s house. On Saturday at ten o’clock in the morning, Damien picked Clarissa up. Clarissa had dressed decently according to Damien’s request. She wore a white shirt, a red skirt, and a pair of white sneakers. Overall, she looked very youthful. Young people tended to look good no matter what they wore. Damien was not driving. He sat in the backseat beside Clarissa. When she got into the car, he only glanced at her without saying a word. Clarissa suddenly remembered something when they were on the highway. Did her marriage arrangement with Damien include sex?She signed the contract in a blur without even asking for further clarifications. The lack of money had probably driven her insane. They almost arrived at Damien’s grandfather’s house. Since the two of them had to put up an act, they would have t
They arrived at Florin at around four o’clock in the evening.Before getting out of the car, Damien said to Clarissa, “Change the way you address me.”“What?” Clarissa did not understand. “Don’t call me President Lawrence anymore.”Clarissa gave it some thought. Then, she said without a hint of embarrassment, “Okay, hubby.”The speed of her reaction and adaptation surprised Damien. She must have called her boyfriend that way as well.Damien thought, ‘Girls these days are so bold.’ He felt a strange discomfort in his heart. On the other hand, since Damien had given her so much money, Clarissa intended to act as convincing as possible. After all, she was a skilled and committed employee. When they reached Damien’s grandfather’s house, Clarissa became solemn because she had to comfort an elderly who was terminally ill. She was afraid that even the most minor action could agitate Damien’s grandfather. Regardless, she could only remind herself to be more careful. Damien’s g
Clarissa was not as fortunate as Damien. When she was in primary school, her father and mother were both occupied with work. She had to cook for herself and her disappointing brother. Back then, she could not even reach the stove and had to step on a bench. Clarissa learned how to make ravioli by the time she was in sixth grade. The steps were not foreign to her. Shortly after, she came out of the kitchen with a bowl of piping hot ravioli in tomato soup. It was placed on the table. Damien’s grandfather was delighted. He felt like he had traveled back to the times when his wife was still alive and ate happily. Damien looked indifferent. Clarissa kept sneaking glances at him. She wanted to see if her performance was sufficient for twenty thousand dollars. After eating, they watched the television for a while. As time passed, Clarissa felt more and more nervous. Around ten o’clock, Damien’s grandfather returned to his bedroom so he could rest. “Let’s go to sleep,” Damien s
Damien replied coldly, “No.”Clarissa was slightly disappointed to hear that answer, but she dared not ask further. After all, she was a mere intern. Damien would not concern himself with her status. Suddenly, a sound came from her phone. She picked it up and took a look. Someone was requesting to follow her on Instagram. That person’s username was “josephmoore”.Clarissa was not acquainted with that person, so she ignored it. There were too many online scammers. “I’m going to sleep first.” After speaking, she turned off the bedside lamp while feeling flustered and ducked under the blanket. The room was quite cold because of the air conditioner. Laying under the silk blanket was very comfortable. Damien did not even turn his head and just replied softly, “Okay.”He seemed to be occupied with work. Clarissa buried her face in the blanket, only showing her deer-like eyes. She secretly observed Damien. Her gaze unintentionally swept across his face. His outline was