Third person’s POV
Leo sat in his office chair, staring out of the window. Just now the senior managers of his company came over for a meeting. They talked about the latest urban romance the company was about to shoot, and suggested that the costumes for all the female leads should be designed by the now-famous Catherine.
Leo’s expression immediately became complicated when he heard Catherine’s name.
They kept persuading him to call Catherine and ask if she could take the job.
Leo was becoming less and less concerned about work, daydreaming, and sleeping all day long.
It was an opportunity, tempting Leo to call Catherine.
Catherine was Leo’s family. Why did he need to find a reason to call her? Why was he so timid about it?
Leo was puzzled. He couldn’t get the dream of the night before out of his head.
In his dream, he went to attend Blake and Catherine’s wedding. All of a sudden, he was the groom, which shocked him.
In his dream, he was so frightened and restless. He even removed the flower from his lapel with the word “groom” written on it and stomped on it.
Why would he have such a dream?
When he woke up, he didn’t think he was sober enough, so he ran into the bathroom and splashed cold water on his face.
The scene in the dream was not something that he could control. And he knew why he had such a dream.
Because he had other feelings for Catherine than those of mere family.
Catherine was not yet Blake’s girlfriend when Leo went to the Design Department to look for her.
Catherine had impressed him that day, and to this day he could not get her out of his mind.
“I must be crazy!” Leo felt that he was so shameless.
“She is the mother of my two nephews, Blake’s girlfriend.” Leo kept repeating those words, trying to calm himself down.
But it was useless. He realized how hard it was to ignore someone once the feelings had grown.
Leo realized that he had feelings for Catherine. But he thought he could control himself. So long as he did not see Catherine, and did not think of her, his life would go on as usual.
But suddenly, his phone rang!
Was it some kind of a joke?
“I won’t pick it up!” Leo paced restlessly back and forth in his office. His pretty eyes were fixed on the phone screen.
He did not answer the first call, and he was proud that he had managed to do so.
A few minutes later, Leo frowned. He was lying on the sofa, glancing indifferently at his mobile phone on his desk.
What if Catherine had something urgent?
What if it was an emergency?
Leo wondered if Catherine would be disappointed if she could not reach him.
Leo had to stop thinking. There would be nothing urgent from Catherine.
It seemed as if Leo were playing a one-act play, and all his lines were nothing but absurd.
“Why did she stop calling?” Leo frowned and was somehow expecting another call from Catherine.
Meanwhile, the phone rang again.
Leo sprang from the sofa and rushed to the desk. He stared at his phone, leaning forward with his hands pressed down on his desk.
It was Catherine again, as he had expected.
Leo quickly grabbed his phone and pressed it to his ear. He tried to sound casual and asked, “Catherine, what’s up?”
Catherine’s voice came with a smile, “Hi… May I ask you for lunch tomorrow?”
Leo was surprised. He double-checked that it was Catherine’s call. Then again, he was acting indifferently. “Lunch? With me? What’s the occasion?”
“It’s nothing special. I’d like to have lunch with you and introduce you to a friend,” Catherine said with a guilty conscience.
“A friend? A woman?” Leo sensed something.
Catherine forced a smile and said, “You got it. She’s very pretty. Well… What do you say?”
“How can you do this to me? I thought dating was a private matter,” Leo was furious and complained.
“It’s not like that. She’s a client of mine and a big fan of yours. So, she asked me if I could arrange a meal for her to meet you in person. That’s all!” Catherine quickly explained after noticing that Leo was mad.
Leo narrowed his eyes slightly. “Really? So, it’s just about meeting a fan?”
“Yes. I promise!” Catherine recalled the look on the girl’s face and was determined to arrange the meal.
Leo pretended to be calm and said in a deep voice, “Alright then. I’ll go tomorrow.”
“Think about your response to whatever the girl says tomorrow! Maybe she’ll confess her love to you!” The girl was looking forward to meeting him and might tell Leo how much she liked him.
Leo gloated. “I won’t be surprised. A lot of female fans are crazy about me.”
“Then it’s settled. You don’t think that I have other intentions, do you?” Catharine was afraid that Leo might misunderstand her.
Leo said lightly, “What other intentions will you possibly have? Besides, I’m glad to help you get another client.”
Leo was making a good gesture, which surprised Catherine. “Thanks,” she said gratefully.
Leo chuckled. “You don’t have to thank me.”
Catherine could not help but chuckle too.
“Alright then. I’m in the middle of something now. See you tomorrow!” Catherine’s laugh sent ripples through Leo’s heart. So, he hung up quickly.
Leo leaned back in the chair with a headache. He felt as if he was trapped and could not find a way out.
He knew that he shouldn’t continue, but his feelings for her were acting up. When Catherine called, he was nervous, excited, and flustered, like a teenage boy just reaching puberty.
He hated such feelings. Yet he also felt thrilled and somehow enjoyed it.
He knew that nothing would ever happen between him and Catherine, and yet he enjoyed the feeling.
He was looking forward to the meal tomorrow.