Chapter 11 : Relapse

Chrisanna

I knock at the door, preparing myself for all the cold gestures I might be getting.

"Come in!" his hoarse voice literally gives me chills all the damn time.

I push the door and come inside, discovering him in a huge stack of files. His eyebrows are drawn together.

"So, what do you want me to address you?" he asks. "Ms Scott or Mrs—?" he doesn't complete.

That was a strange question.

"I would prefer my first name instead. Chrisanna is fine. Because I'm definitely not a Ms I don't want anyone to know I'm married and even if I do, I won't probably change my surname ever"

I had this always in my mind. There's no way I'm changing my surname. I made my identity with this name and it'll always be the same.

"Fair enough", Samuel says, finally lifting his eyes at me. "Sit down"

I pull the chair and sit in front of him.

"Okay, I still to understand the ongoing projects", he says, quite normally. "So, I want you to fix my appointment with all the clients we're dealing with right now,