"Yes, that's what he told me earlier," Aunt Rabiya replied, seeming puzzled by my reaction. "Why, Heidi? Is there a problem?" she asked, her brow furrowed."You know what, Mom, I think she's worried because Boss Convocar doesn't know that Doc Martinez picked her up and dropped her off," Shamcey interjected, and I immediately glared at her. She'd just come down from her room. She took a deep, harsh breath. "Obviously, I smell jealousy…" she added.I glared at her again."Doc Martinez?" Aunt's brow furrowed."Yes, Mom," Shamcey answered. She gave me a pointed, teasing look as she passed me to approach her mother, who was watching over her cooking. "To tell you the truth, Mom," she cleared her throat before continuing. "I saw them earlier when you sent me to buy ketchup at Aling Lusing's store. The way they looked at each other, you'd think they were in love!""Shamcey, watch your mouth," I couldn't help but scold her in front of Aunt Rabiya. "Stop spreading nonsense."But while Shamcey
"It looks like you got home early!" said Doc Martinez as he got out of his car. He looked so surprised to see me. "Did your boss send you home early?" he asked.I approached him and nodded."Why are you here, Doc?" I asked. I looked around, my gaze drifting towards the gate where I had come from earlier. I checked if Boss Convocar was there, but I was disappointed. "Are you visiting Boss Convocar?""No," he said.I furrowed my brow. "If not, what brings you here?""You."I pointed to myself. "Me?"He nodded. "It's been a while since we've seen each other. Remember, I said we'd meet on your day off? But so many things happened that it didn't push through. If I wasn't busy, then you were," he replied. "Our schedules never matched," he added."Uh," I just nodded. I glanced at Sir Roy, who had already gotten into the car. He was still looking at me. "Uhm, Doc, I have a request," I said.He furrowed his brow. "Sure, what is it?""The driver who was supposed to take me home is picking up h
"How are you feeling?" Blue asked me anxiously. Concern was evident on his face as he looked at me."Heidi, are you okay?" Beatrice asked, her voice trailing off.I sighed and glanced to my side. Blue was sitting in the chair to my left, while Beatrice occupied the chair to my right. It felt like I was the center of their attention. At least I'd managed to calm Beatrice down after her earlier crying was so bad.I nodded. "Yes, I'm okay," I said. "I'm fine, and I did really well. It wasn't that bad. It was just a bruise.""That wasn't just a simple bruise, Heidi!"I was startled by these two simultaneous exclamations. It felt like they were so overreacting on this situation.I heard Blue let out a heavy sigh. He took his phone from his pocket and seemed engrossed in typing."You're not going to fire her, are you?" I asked.I received no answer from Blue. He ignored me, remaining focused on his phone. The way he typed, furiously, suggested he was angry, like he had an adversary.I plac
“S-SORRY, BOSS,” Ms. Anj naturally apologized to her conversation partner on the phone. “I didn’t mean to disturb Ms. Heidi,” she briefly glanced at me. “I thought she was talking to someone else. I-I know, Boss, I also thought she just made up putting your name in her contacts to sneak through. I didn’t think…”“B-Boss? Alright, Boss, I will give it to her.” After saying that, she handed me my phone, hesitating as she did so.“Boss…” I called as I pressed the phone to my ear.“I’ll send you a message about what you’ll cook. It’s two dishes, and I hope you won’t have a hard time,” he said. “I mean, if you can handle it.”“Alright, Boss…”“You okay?” He suddenly asked in the middle of the silence.“Yes, Boss, I’m good. It’s just that…”“You have a headache,” he answered.I furrowed my brow when he said that. “How did you know?”“I called Mr. Roy earlier, and he mentioned to me that you’re not feeling well,” he said. “If you can’t do it, you can always cook it next time—”“No,” I cut hi
"What's all this trouble?"Ms. Anjie was startled by Blue's voice. I looked up the stairs to where the voice originated. He was wearing his formal suit, his brow furrowed as he looked down at us in the kitchen."Hi, Daddy! Good morning!" Beatrice greeted her father cheerfully, then returned to watching her Barbie movie.Blue descended the stairs and went straight to his daughter. He kissed her forehead and gently inquired after her well-being before turning his attention to us."Why are you two clashing in my house? And more importantly, within earshot of my child? Don't you know how to avoid causing trauma to my daughter?""Sorry, Boss," I mumbled an apology."It's because, Boss…" Ms. Anjie hesitated, glancing at me.Where does she get the nerve to shift the blame onto others?"What, Ms. Anj? What about her?" Blue's face was serious as he glared at me. "What's the problem AGAIN?" He emphasized the last word."She let Beatrice have breakfast in the living room—""Heidi," he interrupt
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!” Blue’s voice practically echoed when he said it.Beatrice and I followed him; we were just behind her father. I frowned at the sight. It was Ms. Anj. She was standing there, facing Boss Blue.“Amanda, what’s she doing here?” He asked Amanda. But Ms. Amanda couldn’t speak. She seemed to freeze where she stood.“Good morning, Mr. Blue,” Ms. Anj greeted, bowing slightly. “I’m pleased to be back to taking care of Beatrice.”I felt Beatrice clutching my clothes. She came to me and hugged me. “Heidi, I’m scared…” she whispered, her eyes wide with fear as she looked at me.I gently stroked her back and offered a subtle smile. “Don’t worry, Heidi’s here,” I said, hoping to ease her fear.“What?” Blue shook his head, his brow furrowed at Ms. Anj’s words. “What is she saying? I didn’t ask you to come back here,” he added.My brow furrowed even more deeply when a man arrived. He was wearing a formal suit and faced Blue.“Good morning, Mr. Blue,” he greeted. “Atlas, af