Nelson stepped out midway to take a few calls.
Callie kept her eyes tightly shut, her eyelashes trembling. What he had said was enough to wake her up.
When she woke up, the sky was already light. She opened her eyes and saw that Nelson was no longer in the small room.
She rubbed her eyes. She didn’t really like the feeling of being left alone, but she knew he couldn’t stay in a place like this overnight.
After washing up, she turned on the TV, which was showing a variety show.
Then she remembered she had to go to work today. She packed her things and was about to leave when she suddenly saw a figure.
Nelson opened the door.
The room was empty.
He put down the packed lunch box and opened his mouth, “Callie.”
No sound responded to him.
He stood in the center of the room, feeling inexplicably lonely, like a child abandoned.
Hiding behind the windowsill, Callie frowned, thinking she must have seen it wrong. How could Nelson have such an emotion?
Until the color of his lips gradually faded, he turned coldly and was about to leave.
Callie walked out, “I’m here, I didn’t leave.”
Nelson turned to look at her. The fluctuations in his eyes disappeared, but his gaze without emotion was more terrifying than one with emotion.
Callie panicked a little, afraid that Nelson would lose control again like last night.
“I was joking with you, don’t be angry.”
She mustered up the courage to hold his hand, trying to calm him down.
Nelson’s body stiffened, his face looking grim.
Callie frowned at him, “Do I have to keep saying sorry for you to calm down?”
Nelson almost wanted to laugh.
Callie was best at softening his heart, knowing exactly what to say and when.
Seeing his expression soften, Callie said calmly, “I won’t disappear without a word like you.”
Nelson raised an eyebrow, not taking her seriously, finally speaking, “Liar.”
The TV was still on. He suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms.
Callie looked at Nelson’s rare gentle expression, something in her heart sank and rippled in circles.
For some reason, she felt like crying.
Sensing her gaze, Nelson pulled back a little and whispered, “You need to close your eyes when kissing. Do I need to teach you?”
Without waiting for her answer, he pressed the back of her head and kissed her heavily again.
The secretary had been waiting downstairs for a long time. When Nelson didn’t come down, he couldn’t resist coming up to check. As soon as he came up, he saw this scene.
A breath caught in his throat. He quietly retreated and only then dared to cough.
An observer could tell that Nelson treated Callie differently. Risking danger by racing on the road and staying overnight in such a place were all for that woman who could be considered ordinary.
The secretary couldn’t understand it.
Nelson cared deeply for Marilyn but seemed even more concerned about Callie.
So who was the person in his heart?
In this world, one doesn’t always have to make a choice. In the end, Callie went with Nelson to Oconnor Group.
“Mr. Oconnor, Jaquan’s people have secured the shipment at the port. It looks like it’s headed for Ylosea. Should we send someone to intercept it on the highway?”
The secretary glanced at Callie beside him and reported cautiously.
Nelson’s eyes remained on the document, “No need. He won’t make a move anytime soon.”
Callie stared at them, “What shipment?”
Nelson didn’t speak. The secretary carefully chose his words, “Madam, it’s a shipment of wine.”