Emily turned around and answered the phone, unknowingly putting it on loudspeaker. Before she said anything, the person calling said, “Hello wifey!”
Ryan spat out the coffee in his mouth and choked. He coughed unexpectedly making Emily panic. She ended the call to attend to him.
“Boss… Are you alright?” She asked with genuine worry. Ryan glared at her. He is choking like this and she is still asking him if he is alright. Does he look fine!?
Emily reached out to the jug of water on his table and poured out some for him. As soon as Ryan gulped down the third glass of water, he pointed at her.
“Rule number… Number. Forget the number,” He said frustratedly when he couldn’t even remember the number of rules he has given her.
“Always put your phone on aeroplane mode whenever you are in my office. No calls from lovers are allowed,” He instructed. Emily was seriously getting annoyed now.
“So does that means that boss when I walk out of our office, I can switch off the Airplane mode?” She asked him, determined to play his annoying game. She already apologized to him but he didn’t accept.
She was even willing to act like a good employee but he insists on torturing her. Well… Let’s see who will get to torture who!
Emily’s question made Ryan speechless. He opened his mouth to say something but Emily beat him to it, “I know… I know… Rule number next, never question the boss.”
The two of them were surprised by her words. ‘I did not just say that out loud!’ Emily cringed inwardly. ‘How did I even know that he was going to say that?’
That was also what Ryan was thinking about. How did she know? “Take the files to your table and sort out those files before lunchtime,” He ordered her.
Emily carried the files with a not-so-happy face. She already tried to warn him so he shouldn’t blame her when she messes up the files.
Only an hour had passed by when a knock resounded on the door, breaking the silence in the room. Emily looked up while Ryan said, “Come in.”
Emily was terrified when that cold female director from the interview walked in. She instantly faced the computer on the table while wondering what she was doing here.
Eva stopped after only taking a few steps when she noticed Emily. Huh? Isn’t this bitch suppose to be in the financial section? So what is she doing here?
Her fingers that were holding the handle of the flask in her hand tightened tightly in anger when she remembered what had happened in the hall that day. Turns out the bitch isn’t here for Scott but for Ryan!
“Eva, why are you standing there? Come over,” Ryan’s voice remained unchanged towards her. She sighed inwardly. She thought that after doing this for so long, he might slowly get accustomed to her presence.
But his reaction to her arrival hasn’t changed. Nevertheless, she put on a bright smile and walked to Ryan. Emily pretended not to see her and tried to make her presence less noticeable in the office.
The only person she is afraid of after Ryan is this she-devil Ryan had just called Eva.
“You brought lunch again?” Ryan spoke coldly as his eyes met with the flask in her hands. “Yes… I know you don’t go out to have lunch and I don’t want you to starve, that’s why. I prepared this myself and even tasted it to make sure it’s healthy enough,” Eva assured him.
Emily perked up at this piece of information. Why doesn’t he go out for lunch? But the next words she heard made her freeze. “You didn’t have to. Emily here has already informed me that she would be giving me lunch starting from today,” Ryan lied without flinching.
Emily’s body turned cold as she felt her cold penetrating gaze of Eva on her. She almost cried again… Is this the ultimate punishment he is going to give her? Why has Heaven decided to treat her this way?
Miss Eva clearly didn’t like her judging from her reaction on the day of the interview and now that Ryan said this, causing a huge misunderstanding, she is pretty sure Eva hates her guts now.
“Isn’t that right Emily?” Ryan called her in a husky tone. Eva’s face turned bright red with anger. Emily was even more afraid to look at her but when she saw the look on Ryan’s face, she nodded with a smile.
“Yes… Ms Eva, you… don’t… have… to… worry. I’ll serve the boss lunch from now on,” She spoke slowly, her voice coming out quietly.
Eva looked hurt as she rushed out of the office. “Boss… Why… Why…?,” Emily couldn’t make up a complete sentence.
Ryan smirked and reminded her, “That’s just one of your punishments. It’s almost lunchtime. Are you through with the files yet?”
Emily looked at the files with invisible tears. She isn’t even halfway yet. “Don’t forget you have to prepare lunch for me also.”
Emily put her head on the table and Ryan laughed softly. That’s payback for what she did.
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“Boss… Slow down… Slow down… If you choke again, I might be in trouble,” Emily tried to persuade Ryan to stop rushing the food. But the latter just continued slurping the spicy chicken soup like he hasn’t eaten for years.
He grabbed a cup of water and drank it before looking at her with astonishment, “Where did you learn how to cook like this?”
“Is it that delicious?” Emily asked with a small smile.
“No… It’s not,” Her smile disappeared. This jerk! Then why is he eating the food hurriedly? “But it’s okay. It’s slightly better than five stars cuisines.”
Emily smiled. Isn’t this the same thing as saying it’s delicious? Ryan turned back to the food but before taking another bite, he asked her, “What about you? Aren’t you going to have lunch?”
“Sir… I have only prepared this for you. I am not through with the files too. I’ll finish them first and then go down to have my lunch,” She told him as she walked back to her table.
Ryan involuntarily pulled her back and she lost her balance.
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