My eyes widened at Blue's sudden statement. Was he serious?! “What?!” I exclaimed incredulously. I faced him to talk properly.From my peripheral vision, I saw Beatrice approaching us. I must have caught her attention. She approached with a furrowed brow. “Why, Heidi?” she asked curiously.I ignored Beatrice’s question.“Tell me, you’re just kidding, right?” I asked Blue. He didn't speak, his gaze fixed on whatever he was watching.“Dad,” Beatrice called him. When her father didn't respond to her second call, she slapped Blue's leg to get his attention. And Beatrice succeeded – she got her father's attention.Blue sighed, trying to calm himself. He helped Beatrice sit on the sofa, between us. “Beatrice, that kind of behavior isn't good, huh?” he began. “Don't interrupt grown-ups' conversations,” he admonished.“Dad, didn’t you also teach me that when someone is talking to you, you should learn to answer? Then why aren't you answering Heidi?” Beatrice retorted.I didn't know whether
22“Yes, Amanda, you heard right, cancel all my meetings,” Blue instructed Amanda, who was on the phone with him.I swallowed hard. I don't know if I'm the reason he's canceling his meetings. But the last time he canceled his meetings was also because of me. I sighed in frustration. I wanted to sink into my seat. I never said he needed to miss work for me. I can handle things even with my injury.“It’s all done,” announced the nurse who immediately took care of me. She applied ice to my sprained ankle and wrapped it with a bandage.“Thank you,” I said to the nurse who examined my foot and provided a remedy.I glanced at Blue, who was constantly muttering to the person on the phone. He paced back and forth, holding his temple.“I don’t care if that meeting is important, alright? If they don’t want to reschedule that bullsh*t meeting, let them be,” Blue retorted. “First of all, I’m not the one who needs them; they need me and the company.” After that, he immediately hung up. He looked a
"Good morning, pretty," I heard from the other line.It took me a few seconds to realize who I was talking to. "Doc?!" I exclaimed incredulously.I caught sight of Blue tightening his grip on the steering wheel. Simultaneously, his jaw clenched. The leather of the steering wheel gleamed under the muted light of the luxury sedan's interior."Uh… Doc," I said into the phone, lowering my voice. "Sorry. Because I'm here—""It's still early," he insisted. "When's your day off?""Uh… Wednesday, Doc," I replied, still glancing at my driver whose face was unreadable."Good, let's meet then. Is there anywhere you'd like to visit? Hmm. Would you like to go for an outing? Or any fancy place you want to visit? Name it. It’s my call. Where do you want to eat? What do you want to eat? Oh, what are you craving these days? French? American? Or Chinese food?" He bombarded me with his hundred questions. “Tell me what you want. Don't worry, I'll take care of it.”I swallowed. I was surprised by his ge
I stared at the bouquet of roses for a long time, rereading the sender's name several times. It was really him! Why would he send me flowers in the first place? Maybe he just made a mistake?“You know,” Aunt Rabiya pointed at me. “You’re really something with men. You must have inherited your looks.”I just shook my head. I had just finished cleaning the tables and chairs. The bartender was busy cleaning his counter and machine. Aunt Rabiya had finished the inventory and calculated the day's income.“Maybe he just sent it to the wrong person,” I said, denying it. I didn't want to believe it. Because, first of all, what doctor sends flowers to their patient? NONE!I saw Aunt Rabiya furrowed her brow. “He sent it to the wrong name and address?” she asked incredulously. “There’s no such thing, Heidi,” Aunt disagreed, her hand gesturing emphatically.She sighed heavily. “If only the guys courting Shamcey were like that, then I wouldn’t have to worry so much,” she said. She sat down next t
With a heavy sigh, I slumped onto my bed, which was overflowing with the shopping bags Blue had given me. He had driven me home immediately. He had given me the day off, saying that he and Beatrice were going to visit his parents' house. I didn't know why he hadn't taken me with him, especially since he needed me there to watch over Beatrice. He just said I should rest for the day, especially since I often took leave.I glanced at the shopping bags that almost filled my bed. I sighed. It was a good thing no one was home earlier. Shamcey wasn't in her room; I didn't know where she'd gone. Blue's bodyguard had even helped me carry them up to my room.I pressed my lips tightly as I touched the heart pendant on my necklace. I looked at myself in the mirror in front of me. I couldn't help the blush on my cheeks as I looked at the necklace hanging around my neck. It was a gift from Blue. I didn't know why. I didn't want to be presumptuous. But what man would give a woman a heart necklace fo
“Good morning!” I greeted the guards as I entered the gate. They, along with the maids, already know me. We all became closer when I started cooking for them, too. Often, when Boss Convocar is away, we have lunch together in their kitchen. Boss has a separate kitchen in his house. Usually, they're all stay-in staff. But they're rarely seen. Usually, they clean at night or when Blue is not around. They also have rooms at their headquarters behind the mansion. It's fully furnished. Sometimes Beatrice even joins them for meals. I don't know if Blue would get angry if he found out, but of course, I can't refuse the child's wishes. The child really wants to interact with other people. You can't just keep the child locked up in this mansion.“Good morning, Heidi! Looks like it's going to be a good day, huh!”“What do you mean, Mr. Roy? You really have to have a good mood in the morning to feel like working,” I said.“Heidi, I'm excited for lunch today,” said Mr. Gregor, another guard.I