In the end, Jessica followed Blake to his car. The teachers were at the entrance to send her off, and a lot of them did not even know what kind of car he drove. All they knew was that the car looked nice and must be expensive. “Whoa, Ms. Scott’s husband is this rich?” “The sleekness of the car alone shows how expensive it is.” “Maybe…Ms. Scott’s husband is a chauffeur for some big boss?” The car drove off, but Blake’s car accidentally went over a pothole in the road, causing the vehicle to jolt a little. Blake looked even gloomier. On the other hand, Dean watched the car drive away from his sight. The disappointment that he tried holding back slowly emerged again. ‘So, she’s married…No wonder she kept her distance from me.’ …Blake was already angry before he went to see Jessica while she was not in a good mood either. The moment they reached home, she went back to her room. Blake drank some cold water from the refrigerator, but even the icy cold water failed to exti
Jane did not have any patients at the moment, so she held the phone by clamping it between her ear and shoulder while filing her nails. She said, “I can’t simply reveal the patient’s details to you. It’s against my moral code. Anyway, I’m busy. Talk to you later.” On the other end, Joe looked at his phone blankly after his sister hung up on him. He was also in a foul mood. As his sister, Jane barely did anything for her little brother other than giving him constant trouble. However, Joe was a bright man, so he was able to pick up some clues from her words despite the conversation being cut short. She had said “patient”. Jane was a gynecologist, so her patients could only be women. Joe used the limited clues and related them to a ton of other matters. Then, he discarded all the unlikely possibilities and started to piece what was left in his mind together. In the end, he came up with a single conclusion: Mrs. Ferguson. After all, his boss was quite okay with other women except
She thought this would be the chance for her to approach Blake and win his heart. After all, she ought to make him notice her strengths. While Kim was having a little drama of her own in her mind, Blake was still frustrated about the Spanish project, thus he did not even notice her expression. Tourism was a new field that the Ferguson Corporation had ventured into a few years back. In two years, the company made its way into the North American market, but it was far from enough. Tourism was the hottest pie in the block and the Ferguson Corporation could not afford to be slower than its competitors, only faster. It ought to occupy the market as soon as possible and monopolize it. He grunted, “Hmm, give it to me.” Kim smiled and walked closer to Blake with the documents. She opened the documents in front of him while subtly making her way to his side. While he was looking at the documents, she made sure he was close enough to smell her perfume and notice her voluptuous body.
Blake came home a little late today. After dinner, Jessica was playing flashcards with Winson in the living room. In the past, whenever he had to work overtime or engage in social activities, he would give her a call or at least a text. However, ever since they argued, he only informed Ms. Susan. Every time Jessica pointed at the picture on the card, Winson was able to accurately say the name and even spell it in English. Jessica and Blake were still not talking, so when he put two big baskets beside her, she was shocked. She looked up at him in confusion. “Gifts from a client. If you find a use for them, take them. Otherwise, just give them to someone else.” Blake then sat down on the couch and removed his tie. His face had exhaustion smeared all over it. Jessica unwrapped one of the baskets. Winson was also interested, so he crawled into her lap and his petite hands reached out for the basket. “What is that? I want.” The delicate packaging was opened, and inside the b
“Come here,” Blake commanded. Jessica was surprised, but she stood up. While she was walking to him, he switched off the iPad and tapped on the bed beside him.“Sit.” When she sat down beside him, he lay down on her lap and closed his eyes. He said softly, “Give me a massage.” He was always like this whenever he had a headache. He was like a tiger having a toothache. While he might be fierce, he could barely bite, which made him look pitiful. Jessica did as she was told and massaged him. His hair was still damp after the shower, so she took her hairdryer out from the drawer and dried it for him. As her slender fingers were moving swiftly across his black hair, the smell of aftershave and shampoo tickled her nose. After massaging him for a while, he suddenly grabbed her by the wrist. Jessica looked down at him and he said, “Are you done being mad?” Jessica looked down at him. Two pairs of black eyes stared at each other while her heart was pounding fiercely. ‘Mad? Don’t
“Ms. Jackson, your tea.” A secretary walked in, delivering Kim a cup of freshly brewed tea. “Thank you.” Kim smiled and reached out to the cup. When the bracelet slipped down her fair forearm, the silver dazzled under the light. The secretary noticed the bracelet and she exclaimed in envy, “Wow, what a beautiful bracelet!” As Kim glanced at her bracelet, she tried her best to hold her delight back while beaming gently. “I like it too.” The secretary praised her bracelet again before she went back to work. After she left, Kim curled her lips into a smirk. She had a sip of tea and then sized up the bracelet on her wrist, looking even happier than before. When she put the cup of tea down and softly touched the emerald charm on it, her smile became even sweeter. ‘Tiffany and Co.’s latest design! It seems like he’s paying attention.’ Joe came into the lounge and saw Kim admiring the bracelet on her wrist. His face twitched at the sight of her infatuated look. He had heard th
Kim mastered several types of language, so she was able to communicate with the Spanish consul fluently during the Mid-Autumn Gala. She even came up with a decent proposal for the project. At least, she was a lot better than the lousy project director. However, as Blake’s right-hand man, Joe knew what he should do and what he should not do. He said, “I think I’ll pass. We all know how capable you are, Ms. Jackson. Anyway, I still have some work to do, so please have a seat.” Kim was slightly disappointed, but she maintained her smile. “Okay, sorry for bothering you.” Joe turned around and subtly grinned. ‘Hmph, Kim Jackson, your impatience makes you really ugly. Do you know that? Don’t blame me for not reminding you. If Mr. Ferguson knows how free you are, I wonder if he’ll still be this patient with you.’ After he left, Kim’s smile faded. She was a smart person, so of course, she understood Joe’s hint for her to leave. Joe might have been Blake’s assistant in name, but h
‘Is he worried about me?’ Blake finished reading the documents in a few flips. When he looked up at Kim, his expression looked colder than before as he said, “You did this during your free time?” Kim was surprised because she did not know what could have happened. Confused, she responded, “Huh?” “If I remember correctly, your job is to tutor Winson, but someone from the secretary table told me that you’ve been waiting in the lounge for over two hours. I thought I asked you to make a choice before this.” “I…” Kim flushed and paused for a moment. “I heard that the project is facing some problems, so I thought I could lend a helping hand.” “There are more than a hundred men and women working under me. I didn’t hire all of them to do nothing. Do you know that you are stealing their jobs? If you want their job, what about your current one? Do you still want to keep your current job?!” Kim had never seen Blake this angry before, so she was frightened, and she stammered, “I...I-I