LOGINCelia Winters left her apartment after minutes, heading to the hospital.
She was carrying a small bag, and inside it were all her mother's papers, while the traces of staying up and crying were clear on her face. She arrived at the hospital before the scheduled time. She ran towards the surgery department, and as soon as the doctor saw her, he approached her. He smiled a slight smile and said: "We have finished all the procedures." "We will transfer your mother to the operating room shortly." Celia breathed a sigh of relief. Then she bowed to the doctor respectfully. "Thank you, Doctor." The doctor smiled and said: "Thank us after the operation is successful." She nodded her head while trying to hold back her tears. She entered her mother's room. Helen Winters was lying on the bed, while the nurse was preparing her for the operation. As soon as she saw her daughter, she smiled tenderly. "Come here, Celia." She approached her and held her hand. Helen said while patting her hand: "Don't worry... I will come back to you." Celia smiled despite the tears that filled her eyes. "Of course you will come back." Then she added, trying to hide her fear: "We will go home together." Her mother looked at her for a long time. Then she touched her face tenderly. "Did you cry?" Celia froze. Then she smiled quickly. "No... I just didn't sleep well." She was lying. And for the second time in two days... She chose to hide the truth from her mother. Helen smiled, but she didn't seem convinced. However, she didn't ask her anything. After a few minutes... The doctors entered the room. One of them approached the bed. "It's time." Celia felt her heart tighten. She approached her mother, then hugged her gently. She whispered in her ear: "I love you." Helen smiled as she wiped her daughter's tears. "And I love you more." Then the nurses began pushing the bed towards the operating room. Celia stood watching the door until it closed in front of her. At that moment... She felt as if the whole world had stopped. She sat on one of the chairs in the hallway, and clasped her hands together. She couldn't do anything... Except wait. And at the same time... Junior Hamilton's car was stopping in front of the headquarters of the Hamilton Group. He got out of the car with steady steps, and as soon as he entered the building, all the employees stood up to greet him. "Good morning, sir." He nodded without stopping. He entered the private elevator, then went up to the top floor. In front of him were dozens of meetings and contracts waiting for his signature. For him... What happened last night was over. And Celia Winters was nothing more than a passing employee he had met by chance. He entered his office and sat behind his large desk. At that moment, his assistant Ryan entered carrying today's agenda. He said respectfully: "Sir, in an hour you have a meeting with the board of directors, and in the afternoon you will visit Hamilton Charity Hospital to sign a new donation agreement." Junior raised his head slightly. "Yes... don't delay the appointments." "Understood, sir." Ryan left, while Junior returned to his work, unaware that his visit to the hospital that day would make him see someone he did not expect to see again so soon.The dinner party ended, and life at Hamilton Company returned to its usual routine.And on Monday morning, Celia Winters stood in front of the door to the executive floor as usual.She was still carefully carrying Junior Hamilton's coat between her arms, after having washed and ironed it carefully throughout last night.She took a deep breath.Then she knocked on the door."Come in."She entered with calm steps.Junior was sitting behind his desk, reviewing a set of files, and he did not raise his head.Celia approached and placed the coat over the nearby sofa.She said faintly:"Thank you... for lending me your coat, sir."He raised his eyes to her for only one second.Then he returned his gaze to the file."Put it there.""Yes, sir."He didn't add another word.As for her, she picked up the cleaning tools and started her work as usual.The following days passed with a strange calm.A calm that made Celia feel uncomfortable.She expected Junior to return to his usual cruelty after th
Junior Hamilton had not let go of Celia Winters' hand since he pulled her out of the private room.His steps were fast and sharp, so much that she almost stumbled more than once while trying to keep up with him.The long corridor leading out of the banquet hall seemed empty, except for the chandelier lights reflected on the marble floor.The guests were turning towards them in surprise, but no one dared to block his way.As for Celia, she did not raise her head.She was looking at the ground, and her heart was beating violently.Junior reached the outer balcony overlooking the city.He stopped suddenly.Then he released her wrist.With force, Celia was thrown back, her back hitting the iron railing.She gasped from pain, and put her hand behind her back, while she kept staring at him in silence.The night air was cold, but it was not as cold as his features.He slowly turned towards her.She had never seen that expression on his face before.It was not contempt...Nor sarcasm...But s
Silence hung over the private room.Celia Winters stood near the wall, clutching her small bag to her chest with both hands, while she watched the corpulent man cautiously.The man smiled a cold smile as he took a step forward."No need for all this tension.""I will be nice to you, you little beauty."She did not answer.She took another step back until her back stuck to the wall.There was no more room for her to retreat.He said in a calm voice:"Calm down... it won't take long."Her breathing became more disturbed.Her eyes kept going to the door from moment to moment.She wished someone would open the door.Anyone.Any employee.Any waiter.But the hallway outside was silent.The man slowly raised his hand as he approached her.Celia trembled involuntarily.She closed her eyes for a second.And at the same moment...A loud bang exploded.The room door hit the wall after being opened violently.The man turned around in panic.And Celia quickly opened her eyes.Junior Hamilton stoo
The banquet was not yet over.The guests were moving between tables, exchanging business cards and trade talk, while Celia Winters remained standing quietly behind Junior Hamilton, as he had asked her to.She didn't talk to anyone.And she only raised her head when necessary.She felt that her presence in that place had been a mistake from the first moment.A corpulent man in his mid-fifties approached, wearing a luxurious suit and an expensive watch.He smiled as he shook Junior's hand."Mr. Hamilton, long time no see."Junior shook his hand coldly."Good evening."And while they were exchanging a few words about work, the man's eyes moved to Celia.He contemplated her for a long time without hiding his interest.Then he smiled and said:"And this young lady... I haven't seen her with you before."Junior answered curtly:"My assistant."The man let out a faint laugh."Good choice."Celia felt uncomfortable, but she remained silent.The conversations between the businessmen continued,
A full week had passed since Celia Winters bought the pothos plant and placed it in Junior Hamilton's office.The days returned to their usual monotony.She would knock on his office door every morning, enter after hearing his cold voice, then start cleaning the executive floor in silence.He no longer spoke to her except when necessary.As for her, she was careful not to make any new mistakes.On Friday morning...She was wiping the floor-to-ceiling window when she heard his voice behind her."Celia."She stopped immediately.She put the cloth aside and turned respectfully."Yes, sir."Junior closed the file he was reviewing, then said without preamble:"There is a dinner party at the end of this week."She waited for the rest of the sentence.He raised his eyes to her."You will come with me."She froze in place.She thought she had not heard correctly."Me...?""Yes."Her astonishment increased."But... aren't I a cleaning worker?"His expression did not change.He said calmly:"Yo
Several days had passed since that night when Junior Hamilton told her that she owed him a favor.Nothing had changed...At least on the surface.He was still cold, taciturn, didn't smile, and didn't explain his orders.As for Celia...She continued her work in silence, knocking on his office door every morning, then starting to clean the entire executive floor, and staying until late at night if he continued working.The long nights had become usual.She would sit on the small chair next to the wall waiting for him to finish reviewing his files, while the office drowned in a silence broken only by the sound of papers being flipped or his fingers tapping on the keyboard.And with the passage of days...Exhaustion began to show clearly on Celia.She only slept a few hours.For after finishing her work, she would go directly to the hospital to visit her mother, then return to her apartment near dawn, to wake up after a few hours and start a new day.Her hands began to tremble from extre







