Andrea Jones frowned shallowly, hesitated, or said, “Work is too busy for the body to be its own.”
Her words caused him to lift his eyes and give her a heavy look.
Andrea Jones pondered and added, “Secretary Song has already made an appointment with the hospital and is just waiting for you to go there.”
Brow furrowed, Neal Williams suddenly coughed, somewhat violently.
Frowning at this, Andrea Jones busily pushed the glass of boiling water over, “You can moisten your throat first. It’s a little hot, so be careful.”
Looking at her taut fingers holding the glass of water, Neal Williams silently took the water and took a tentative sip. The coughing eased slightly, but he remained unmoved, “Go out and get Zoey Baker in here.”
“Mr. Williams, you are not a three-year-old child, how can you take your body so seriously?” Andrea Jones was inexplicably a little angry, clenching her thin eyebrows, her clear eyes glaring at him, “What you are doing now is to make Secretary Song and Mr. Miller worry. Secretary Song is pregnant, stay beside you every day, it is easy to be infected, this will affect the fetus. Besides, if you really fall ill, won’t this case drag on even longer?”
I don’t know where she got her temper from, but she said so much in one breath, and when Neal Williams’ eyes swept over, she just stared straight at him with a tense little face.
“Nagging!” He spat out two words from between his lips and simply flipped out his phone, not bothering to look at her again, only instructing over the phone, “Send in the itinerary, the meeting is temporarily postponed.”
After disconnecting the call, Zoey Baker pushed the door and hurried in. A secret wink was passed to Andrea Jones, as if to praise her for finally convincing Neal Williams.
Andrea Jones also breathed a sigh of relief and bowed slightly, “I’ll be out first then.”
“Wait.” Pulling the itinerary from Zoey Baker’s hand, Neal Williams called out to her slyly. She hesitantly turned around and saw Neal Williams casually flipping through the itinerary without raising his head, “The evening’s trip with Mr. Zuo, you’ll follow.”
“Me?” Andrea Jones compared herself uncertainly. Although she had been transferred to Neal Williams for a few weeks, she had been learning from Zoey Baker. Zoey Baker was still taking care of the important things himself.
“What’s the problem?” Neal Williams raised an eyebrow.
“No. I’m just worried about not doing enough.” Andrea Jones tells it like it is.
Neal Williams grunted lightly, his eyes slightly cool, “Who was confident when you first entered IG?”
“…” Andrea Jones bit her lip, speechless. When she was going to be not a secretary, it was finance ah! The nature of the job is too different.
Zoey Baker laughs and interjects, “Andrea is fine with it. Someone has to take over all my work. But …”
She paused for a moment, “Should I accompany you to the hospital first? It’s about time for the appointment.”
“No need for you to accompany me, the pregnant woman just stay well in the office.” Neal Williams put down his schedule, stood up and casually gestured to Andrea Jones with his lower jaw, “You follow!”
It’s true what she said. Zoey Baker is a special time.
…
Accompanying the leader to the doctor, which is considered one of the secretary’s accusations, Andrea Jones remembered the client she was going to see in the evening and brought her handheld and network card along with her.
Following Neal Williams at a brisk pace toward the underground parking lot, he suddenly turned his face and asked, “Can you drive?”
“Hmm. Will.” She nodded immediately.
“Sure it’s not a roadkill?”
“No. Lewis Brown takes me on the road a lot. He says I drive well, too.”
Neal Williams pursed his lips and said nothing more, but silently tossed the keys into her hand. He himself pulled open the passenger door and got in and sat down.
After taking a look at his slightly cold side, Andrea Jones hurriedly got into the driver’s seat.
Hummer’s car, too tall and too big, the girl driving it looks a bit strained. She just had to focus all her spirit all over the steering wheel.
When she hit a red light, she slammed on the brakes to catch her breath. Side glance, but I saw that he had put down the reclining chair and fell asleep.
The sleep seems to be not very restful, and the brow is still wrinkled. Probably because of nasal congestion, breathing is very heavy. Even at a distance from him, Andrea Jones could almost feel his breath rolling.
After some hesitation, I couldn’t help but to reach out and put my hand on his forehead.
The rolling heat startled her.
Oh my!
How could he stand it when he was already burning so badly and had a meeting for most of the day in a row?
What a capricious and presumptuous person!
Andrea Jones stared at him with downcast eyes, and before she could pull her hand back, her phone rang at first.
In such an atmosphere, it seems particularly abrupt.
Apparently disturbed by the noise, he frowned uneasily.
Awake?
Startled, Andrea Jones immediately drew back her hand.
He opened his eyes just in time, and his drowsy eyes swept down to her. She inexplicably felt weak, hand back to hold the steering wheel, the palm seems to still have his heat, hot so that her heart jumped.
“Your phone is ringing.” She reminded with a feigned calmness.
“Listen for me.” He was too lazy to move and closed his eyes again. The original meeting was a strong body, but now when he really did not want to get up again.
Andrea Jones swept up only to see the phone resting in his pants pocket. Her eyes skimmed underneath and she blushed and quickly looked away, only to cough dryly, “You get it for me.”
“…” He ignored her again, rested one arm behind his head, and closed his eyes again.
She could only freeze there awkwardly, praying that the call would stop in a hurry. But the voice cut off and rang, cut off and rang again, over and over again.
Preferred this corner of the light and wait a long time.
Andrea Jones bit her lip, and could only go and get it with a stiff upper lip . The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.
Fabric, not too thick.
Her slender fingers dug in and the searing heat came over like an electric current. It made her whole body tense up.
It is also evident that the fingertips under …
His whole body also followed the tense. The muscles on his legs, appearing more and more powerful and strong.
A blush, flew on her small face. Breathing slightly tight, she only dared to lower her head, not daring to look back at him.
More afraid to drop his eyes to his lap, only a few fingers in the pockets fumbling around.
“… Don’t touch!” With a muffled grunt, Neal Williams, most of his sleep awake, reached out and took her hand in his.
I told her to take the phone, she is good, making it look like flirting! If you let her touch it again, you really don’t know where she will touch it indiscriminately.
“I … didn’t.” She explained with shame and embarrassment, and after the explanation even the ears were red. The phone also cared not to take, like being burned, quickly retracted the hand.
“Listen to yourself.” Nonsense, just as the red light stopped, she hurriedly put down the brakes and started the car.
Looking at her side, Neal Williams didn’t sit up straight, just pulled his phone out straight away.
Seeing the name flashing relentlessly on the screen, he raised his eyebrows slightly and pressed the answer button before holding the phone directly to Andrea Jones’ ear.
Her heart was still drifting from the panic she had just felt, and now a chill on her ear startled her, and she turned her eyes to look at him.
Neal Williams didn’t explain, just gestured with his eyes for her to take the phone, his other hand already helping her steady the steering wheel.
With doubts, she still obediently took the phone in her hand. He is steadily steering wheel, his body will inevitably lean over a little, the two people are too close, so close that she is a little confused.
It was not until, a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone that she snapped awake.
“Neal, why don’t you say something?”
Penny Brown?
She looked at Neal Williams with her jaw dropped, comparing lips.
Miss Brown! Her phone, how can she let herself answer it?
Neal Williams glanced his eyes over as he drove. Lowering his voice, he leaned closer, “What are you being faint-hearted about? It’s part of your job to take calls for me that I don’t want to hear!”
But no?
Since they are nothing but the relationship between supervisor and subordinate, clean, where does this weakness of their own come from now?
Biting her lip, Andrea Jones pondered and finally opened her mouth, “Sister, I’m Andrea.”
A word that suddenly silenced the other side.
Such an atmosphere, but Andrea Jones more and more feel weak. Especially, at this moment, she and Neal Williams are so close to each other, so close to some ambiguity.
“Why you, is Neal not here?” Penny Brown spoke again, still soft and with a smile in her voice.
“It’s …” Andrea Jones, not a good liar, was a little nervous, “Mr. Williams is on break, so… . not available for the phone at the moment.”
“Is that so?” Penny Brown paused for a moment, as if in thought. It was a long moment before she continued to put words into her mouth, her tone calm, “Then, when he wakes up, please tell him for me that I have made restaurant reservations for the evening and am waiting for him to join me for dinner.”
Andrea Jones glanced quietly at Neal Williams, remembered her schedule for the afternoon, and said busily, “But Mr. Williams already has other plans to meet with a client in the evening.”
“Where do I meet?”
“At the Horizon Club.” She answered dutifully.
Neal Williams’ eyes glared over, clearly displeased. She didn’t care, only to hear Penny Brown continue, “You’ll be the one to follow tonight?”
“Hmm. Yes.”
“How come it’s not Zoey Baker?”
Penny Brown’s questioning, which grew harder and harder, sounded like questioning.
Andrea Jones could vaguely feel her scorn for herself and was busy explaining, “Secretary Song is pregnant, so it’s not too convenient to come out.”
There was a pause, and Penny Brown took a long moment before replying faintly, “Okay, I got it. When Neal wakes up, tell him I called.”
“Well, definitely.” Andrea Jones nodded.
Hanging up the phone, she let out a long breath and handed it back.
Neal Williams had let go of the wheel and handed the reins back to her. Her eyes still fell on her face, “Didn’t Zoey Baker teach you not to reveal my whereabouts to outsiders without permission?”
“Taught.” Nodding, Andrea Jones added softly, “But Miss Brown is Mr. Williams’ fiancée, not really an outsider.”
The three words ‘fiancée’, she intentionally bit heavier. In the heart, there is an inexplicable astringency crossed.
Hearing her words, Neal Williams looked at her with a more complex and unpredictable gaze, grunted coolly, closed his eyes and ignored her again.
Military District 1 Hospital.
“You’re burning up to 39°! Why are you only here now?” Neal Williams was seen by Dr. Chen, the old chief’s nurse, who took a look at the thermometer and immediately grimaced, “Second young man, how is your secretary doing, where is that little girl Zoey Baker? The old man would know, still not heartbroken?”
Andrea Jones stood with her head down and couldn’t help but ask worriedly again, “Is it bad?”
“Of course it’s bad. Try a 39 degree fever and see if you can stand it?”
Neal Williams looked at her and said indifferently, “I don’t blame her, I’m just busy with business. You know, I’m not many people can be persuaded when I’m in a foul mood.”
Andrea Jones gave him a grateful look .
“Go lie on the hospital bed for a while, I will make a pair of Chinese herbs for you to boil and regulate.” Dr. Chen handed over to the patient.
Looking at the clock, Neal Williams said, “It’s too late. How about prescribing some fever reducers?”