Megan’s point of view.
*Sin**
I’m currently in my new office, Mr. Belmont instructed Mike to arrange an office that’s right next to his (Mr. Belmont’s) for me -I’m not comfortable with it, but I dared not voice out my opinion since it doesn’t matter.
I groaned in frustration, and stomped on feet on the ground when I heard my new office’s phone ring for the one million time this morning.
In case you’re wondering why I’m feeling so irritated right now, it’s because I haven’t spent even two minutes in my office, I have been running around in my heels and pencil skirt, bringing files from different departments to my boss, and also bringing in coffee upon coffee -trust me, he’s drank more than five cups of coffee this morning.
He thinks he’s stressing me, ah, the joke’s on him.
I narrowed my eyes, fisted my hands on my desk, and glared at the phone that’s still ringing loudly, imagining I’m glaring at the caller right now, and I’ve killed him in so many ways in my heart already.
“Yes, sir” I finally answered the call.
“Why did you take so much time to answer the phone?” he asked.
Because I was killing you in my heart, and currently attending your funeral -I almost barked at him, but decided against it.
“I was trying to understand a file I’m working on” I said he instead.
“Come to my office”
“Yes, si…” I huffed, and rolled my eyeballs when he hanged up before I could even finish my words.
I leaned back on my chair, took a few deep breaths and finally got up.
The day just begun, and I’m already feeling so irritated with him, I felt like quitting already.
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I reached forward and knocked on his door, I heard a faint “come in”, I pushed the door open and stepped in.
His eyes were fixed on his computer, with very deep frown lines on his forehead, as if he’s staring at something so annoying on his computer. There’s a very harsh heat of anger emitting out of him, and I could swear on my life, that the heat is burning my skin even though I’m standing at a safe distance from him.
Oh, dear, I sent him some files earlier, don’t tell me I sent him the wrong files.
I cleared my throat softly to make my presence known.
“You requested to see me, sir?” I asked in a low, and polite tone, hoping that’d make his anger go away magically.
“Yes, I have a question for you”
His reply was straight to the point, which made me anxious about what his question might be. He moved his angry eyes from his computer, and fixed them on me.
“Okay” I replied.
Then waited for him to ask his question, but he didn’t, he was just staring at me as though he’s studying me or trying to understand something about me?
“Do you have a boyfriend?” he asked.
“Huh?” I’m confused.
“Do you have a boyfriend?” he repeated his question.
“N-no” I stuttered slightly because I wasn’t sure where he’s going with this.
“Then who’s Brett?”
My brows furrowed instantly at his question, my thoughts were; Why’s he asking about Brett? Do they know each other? Or could it be Brett’s his brother?
Oh no, that would be so weird -working for my ex-boyfriend’s brother isn’t something I want to be doing.
“You aren’t saying anything” his words broke me out of my thoughts. “Who’s Brett?”
Then a question hit me, and I couldn’t help voicing it. “Why do you want to know about Brett?”
He shrugged his shoulders.
“I just want to know more about you” he answered. “You know, as my personal assistant, it’s only right if I know a little bit about your personal life” he further explained.
I thought about it briefly, then nodded in agreement. He’s kind of right, he should know more about me since we’re going to be working closely together, it might help us get along.
“Fine, I’ll tell you”
“Good” he clapped his hands, then gestured to a chair in front of his desk. “Have a sit because I have a feeling this will be a long story”
I walked closer to the chair, pulled it out and sat down. I closed my eyes briefly, and sighed deeply.
Talking about my ex with my boss sounds so weird, but I’d do anything to get along with him -I won’t go into too many details.
“Brett is my ex-boyfriend” I said.
“Oh?”
“Yeah”
And those deep frown lines on his forehead magically vanished, and his lips curved into a peculiar smile.
Is he alright?
“Continue”
“Huh?”
“What happened between you two? Why did he end up becoming your ex?”
I narrowed my eyes, then he quickly added.
“I’m just curious, you know, in case I want to be in a relationship with the girl I love, then I won’t have to make the same mistake your ex made” then he winked at me.
“Oh, that’s a smart move” I complimented him.
“Yeah, can you continue now?”
I nodded and continued.