Leigh contemplated how to initiate the conversation. Should she take the initiative to speak to him or not? Frustrated with her own indecision, she shook her head. "Forget it! I really have to do it."Summoning her courage, Leigh swallowed the food in her mouth before finally mustering the words."Um, are you going to work?" she asked, her voice tentative.She immediately berated herself for asking such an obvious question. Wayne was already dressed in his cream-colored long-sleeved polo and black slacks, clearly ready for work. However, she couldn't help but notice that he seemed to be taking his time with his meal. Wasn't he aware of the time?Leigh held her breath as Wayne suddenly locked eyes with her, their gaze meeting in an unexpected moment of connection. His face remained devoid of emotion as he responded to her question."And why are you asking me that? Are you meeting someone again?" Wayne's direct inquiry caught Leigh off guard, leaving her momentarily sp
Wayne's deep thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a series of persistent knocks resonating from outside his office. He sighed softly, realizing that his brief moment of solitude was about to be shattered. "Come in," he called out, his voice composed yet tinged with a hint of annoyance. He straightened his back and adjusted himself in his swivel chair, preparing to face the unwelcome intrusion.As the door swung open, his eyes met the familiar face of his ever-smiling friend, Brent. Wayne's initial reaction was to ignore him, determined to dive back into the words that had captured his attention. However, curiosity got the better of him, and he reluctantly lifted his gaze to acknowledge Brent's presence. "Good afternoon. I heard you haven't eaten your lunch. Are you really that busy?" Brent inquired, his voice laced with genuine concern as he strolled toward Wayne's cluttered desk."I'm not hungry. What are you doing here?" Wayne responded, his eyes instinctively returning to the docu
Wayne was just currently inside his office that night. It was almost eight o'clock in the evening, and he had no intention of going home. He intends to work overtime even though he really has nothing to do that day. He heard a series of knocks outside his office that stopped him from reading. "Come in." The door slowly opened, and he saw Brent while he was still smiling straight at him. Wayne couldn't help but glance at his friend with narrowed eyes then he spoke, "What are you doing here again? It seems that you have a lot of time to mess with me right now, huh? Get out! I’m busy, for fuck sake, Ong!” "Just chill, Wayne. I have something important to tell you. That’s why I came here," Brent answered as he slowly walked closer to Wayne’s table. "Just say it tomorrow. I have no intention of listening to you right now. I still have a lot to do; I can’t bear to waste my time!" he stated coldly and was about to turn his attention back to what he was reading, but he saw that Brent had al
There was a smile on Leigh's lips as she walked home. She didn't have a fare, so she just walked again like earlier, but that was okay. After all, she was happy because she got hired for the job. And because Leigh was delighted and she was also very grateful to Pio because he helped her, she decided to call him immediately to tell him about the good news. "Hello, Pio?" There was a smile on Leigh's lips as her call activated. [Oh, Leigh. Did you call? What's up? Did you get accepted?] “Yes. I was accepted, and that's thanks to you?" [Really? I'm glad to know that.] "My boss, Ma'am Sammie, is also so kind. She’s caring and thoughtful." [Yes, she’s really lovely. She’s the one I'm referring to who is looking for an employee in her small restaurant.] “Yeah. She mentioned that to me earlier.” [So, how's your day? Have you started yet?] “Hmm. I just helped a little bit in serving earlier, but they didn't really have a server vacancy, so that's not the job I got," Leigh answered. [S
Leigh was heating up the food Yaya Fracia had cooked for their dinner that night. Actually, she had no intention of eating because it was past 11 at night, but because she couldn't sleep because of hunger, she couldn't do anything but to eat. While Leigh was stirring the pork stew dish, she couldn't help but think about what happened earlier.Why is Denise so anxious about Wayne not dating anyone?Why she badly wants Wayne to get married?And despite that, why does Wayne still not want to enter into a relationship? Is it because he is really too busy with his work? Or does Wayne has really no plan of getting married?But Wayne is right about what he said earlier; why would his sister think about him not getting married and having a relationship if she's not even in a relationship herself? Argh! They are both hard to understand. I know there's a part that I can't understand this situation because I don't have any siblings. No one can worry about me because I'm alon
THE NEXT DAY… Wayne and Leigh are on their way to a meeting at a coffee shop. While Leigh was in the shotgun seat, Wayne was driving while explaining what the woman had to do later."You don't have to be scared. This is just a casual meeting. If you don't want to answer, no one will force you," Wayne explained to Leigh.'Even though Leigh didn't say it, I knew she was really nervous. She had been quiet before and seemed to be deep in thought. I don't want her to make a mistake in the meeting later, so as much as possible, I have to tell her what she should do.'"Don't answer if you don't want to. You have all the right to refuse. When the lawyer asks you later some things that you don't feel comfortable answering, you also don't have to answer." Wayne saw Leigh's nod out of the corner of his eye. She obviously understood what I was saying, so I continued again, "You can say that you agree politely to what we will say to you later. But this isn't to say you should just g
Just as discussed, Wayne and Leigh arrived at the cafe where they were going to meet. Wayne looked very formal as Leigh followed behind him. Their meeting partner was also there looking directly at them. The old woman's raised eyebrows did not escape Leigh's sight."Don't get triggered by her look," Wayne simply whispered to Leigh. He could also see how the old woman looked in Leigh's direction."I'm used to that face, no. Nothing has changed. Don't worry," Leigh whispered back, making Wayne smile secretly. It didn't take long before they reached the table, where the opponent's attorney immediately stood up."Nice to see you again, Attorney Ferrer," Khalil greeted without emotion as he extended his hand.'Wow! Is he the old woman's attorney? In fairness, huh, he's handsome. They seem to be the same age as Wayne. But why is that? He did greet Wayne but didn't seem happy to see him. Are they fighting? Ah, I get it. Maybe it's because they are rivals in the case they
Wayne frowned when his eyes caught Leigh's quick run to the cafe bathroom. He even saw the laughing expression of the old woman as she came out, which is why he immediately worried for Leigh. Wayne immediately entered and waited for Leigh to come out of the comfort room. He waited for a few minutes until he heard the bathroom door close.He ran when he saw Leigh leaning against the wall of the hallway, where she was obviously weak."Leigh, are you okay? Are you sick? Tell me!" Wayne immediately supported her, but Leigh quickly took back the hand that Wayne was holding; she shrugged it off."Don't touch me. I'm fine." Leigh refused him and quickly straightened up."You're not okay. You look so pale. What happened?" Wayne is worried about Leigh's condition.'What happened to her? She was fine before I left her with that old woman.'"I'll take you to the hospital," Wayne added."Don't. That's not necessary to do. I just want to go home." And Wayne didn't speak anym