Todos os capítulos de The Billionaire's Curvy Assistant: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

He stared at me for a while. Then he reached out his hand to touch my cheek tenderly. “Baby, what are you thinking of?”I blushed. “Nothing.” “Really? Then why are you smiling?”“Uh?” My cheeks had to be crimson now because I could feel them flush. “Well, your scent is so good. It makes me want to hug you.”He chuckled to hear what I said. “Just hug me if you want to.”I shook my head. “The problem is my mom was there. She doesn’t know we are lovers.”“Oh, why?” His eyebrow rose. “Does she have a problem with me being your boyfriend?”“No,” I shook my head again, “but she is a bit paranoid. If she knows we are lovers while we’re going to Singapore, she will ask me not to go.” “Huh? Why?”I cleared my throat. “Well, you know the parents with an only child, and the child is female.”“Huh? I don’t know because I’m not an only child and I don’t have a sister either.”I fidgeted on the chair. After clearing my throat, I answered his question, “My mom was worried you would ….” Uh, how to

We relaxed until four p.m. Then we walked to a famous restaurant near the hotel to enjoy some light meals. Many paintings hung on the wall of the restaurant. We could see when the chef prepared our meals because it had the open-kitchen concept. While eating, we discussed what we would say to the event’s participants. We focused on the business, so I didn’t pay too much attention to our food. After we finished eating, we went back to the hotel to prepare ourselves for the event. After having a shower again and resting, we came to the meeting room a half hour earlier than scheduled. They placed a banner of “International Textile Conference 2025”. A table was prepared for participant registration. We registered ourselves there. Some people came earlier like us. So we introduced ourselves. I shared Edward’s business cards, and they gave me theirs. Next, I gave them a goodie bag containing the company portfolio and the fabric sample. They were surprised, but interested in the bag's

The next day, our success in getting so many purchasing contracts became the highlight in the office. Mr. Robert congratulated both of us. He also ensured to give a huge bonus by the end of the month, even vacation tickets and accommodation for a week to any country nearby. Later, I chatted with Edward through the H-messenger. We preferred it because it was on our computer so typing there was faster and easier. I didn’t talk to him so none could eavesdrop on our conversation. Chubby-girl: Guess what? I already have someone to help us with the case. London-man: Oh, really? Who? You work well! Great job!Chubby-girl: Denzel. I just remembered he was good at spying and pranking people in High School. London-man: Are you sure he is trustworthy? Chubby-girl: Yes. Why? London-man: Nothing. It’s good if he can help us. Chubby-girl: Don’t worry. I’ll meet him next week to discuss it, in case he needs more direction. London-man: Okay, no problem. So why do you want to meet him? Ch

I smiled at him and nodded. After he left, I looked at his photos. The collection was complete as it showed his pictures from childhood, teenage, and adulthood.He looked so cute when he was a little boy. As a teenager, he was more serious. Being an adult, his expression was more formal and serious. I smiled while looking at the photos one by one. I halted my step when I saw a photo. I even looked closely at it. Suddenly, the door opened. “It’s nine already, baby. Though I want you to be here longer, I promised your parents to send you home before ten.”“Ah, right! I enjoy it here until I forget the time. It’s good you remind me.”We exited his room. My mind kept wandering to the last picture I saw. “Mom, Dad, I’ll send Lana home. I promised her parents she’d be home by ten.” Mrs. Debby hugged me. “Don’t forget to visit us again, okay?”“Yes, Aunty. I’ll come again next time.”“I’m ready to give my blessings to you both. Please take care of my son,” she whispered while smiling ten

I tried to recall everything he said and did from the first time we met. Other than mistakenly calling me Laura, I couldn’t find any hurtful things he did or said. Maybe I had to give both him and myself another chance. For him, the chance was to ensure that who he loved was me, not Laura. For me, I needed to be free from insecurity and unworthiness that I felt for a while, not just because of him. When realizing it, I was startled because how could I remember an old event that I thought was already in the past? I felt rejected because my mom treated me as if I weren’t good enough when I had a weight gain. The more I thought about it, the more I finally found that it was something I needed to fix first: having proper confidence and healthy self-worth. Maybe the real problem was within me, not him. What happened with him was just a trigger for my unresolved old wound. Before I healed it, no matter what I did or who I would be with, the wound would keep haunting me. I forced myse