บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire Boss Wants His Doting Sweetheart Back: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

“What?” Amelia's voice went off the grid as she murmured breathlessly, “You like your boss?” She gawked incredulously, her mind failing to comprehend what she had heard her friend say. “Yes, I think so,” Skylar hesitated her words, “I cannot keep him out of my mind these days, and I know it is more than just being concerned about the affairs of a boss,” She let out a weary sigh, her head hanging languidly on the edge of the chairs. “You are kidding, right?" A flippant smile curved Amelia's lips as if to compel Skylar to give up on her silly joke, “You are just playing around, right?” she teased. “I wish I was, Amy. I cannot even get out of my head these days, and I keep feeling intense emotions of wanting that I shouldn't feel for someone like him. It might be more intense than you think,” she pinched her lips with her teeth, her eyes brimming with unspoken frustration. “Wait, are you serious?” Amelia gawked in disbelief, as she stared at Skylar as if waiting for an explanat

The moment Ivan hung up the call, his heart began to race through thoughts of what to do, the more he thought of the agitation in her voice which struck him deeply, her voice echoing in his mind.He quickly made his way up to his room, grabbed his coat and keys, and made his way to his parking lot instantly. Within a few minutes, he was in his sleek, black car, speeding through the bustling city streets, his thoughts racing faster than the traffic around him.When he arrived at the hospital and made his way into the huge, gigantic building, he spotted her instantly at the reception desk, sitting down on one of the chairs there as she held a paper in her hands, with tears rolling down her cheeks. The sight of her like that caused a sharp pain to pierce through his chest, a pain he couldn’t fully understand but felt deeply nonetheless.He approached her quietly, his footsteps soft against the linoleum floor, but the whiff of his sweet scent, which could not be missed with any other per

Ivan made his way towards the conference room the next morning, as he rubbed his right hand into his palm and adjusted his tie, which suddenly seemed as if it was starting to tighten around his neck. He didn't have a good night's sleep as usual, and spent the entire night working till dawn. The first meeting, which was a board meeting with the directors and executives of HAVAN construction, seemed to drag on as he began to get increasingly grouchy before the endless presentations ended, and he found himself fumbling with notes that Skylar would have seamlessly provided and marked out. The site visits he made around the city to HAVAN subsidiaries were extremely tiring, and he was so stressed out having to do every single thing himself. He struggled to find important statistical figures for each company because he had personally not done it in a long time, which Skylar would have effortlessly supplied as a report if she had been there, while informing him of the next thing to do. Fin

“The way you come here in the morning these days, makes me want to believe the rumours. Everything really okay with you and Ivan?” Kali's gaze weighed on Skylar's face, who stood in front of her to order a cup of orange drink and cakes. “Yeah,” a modest smile curved Skylar's lips, her eyes twitching with the apprehension that danced in them, “I guess things change after all,” there was a lack of enthusiasm in her voice. “You sure?” Kali’s questioning eyes finally darted away from hers as she began to prepare her order. “To be, Kal, I have no idea of what is going on with me now. I… I… just feel… numb,” Skylar confessed tiredly, almost slouching against the counter of the café. Ever since Ivan and Taylor had left, she had been so restless and uneasy about whatever could be going on in his mind. Not to talk of the strange message that she received the day before, which was devoid of the triflingness the message of a usual random unknown sender would send. ‘Someone knew what happe

Skylar made her way into Ivan's office towards the afternoon during his few minutes' break after the first half of the day, when Taylor had also left the office to take a break, to be free from the suffocating walls of remaining in a secretary's office without having anyone to talk to. She missed sharing an office with others. But, as usual, Skylar could not leave her office to eat lunch because she was not used to having that kind of food routine, even if she barely ate breakfast. Most of the food she ate was either dinner or late lunches in the evening. “Mr. Hamilton,” she called as she approached his desk, her smooth loafers gliding over the polished floor of his office. “Yes, Ms. Bailey,” Ivan's voice came as a casual response without looking up, and Skylar almost froze on that spot, her breath eluding her when she heard what he had called her. ‘Ms. Bailey?! And not Skylar?!’ she wanted to scream. It took her so much willpower and strength not to break down at that m