He asked.
Arial shuddered at the mention of the pictures, in his possession.
A man stood before Linda, she was smiling at what he was saying “so, they won't be together anymore?” she asked smilingly, he nodded.
“Don't stop sending explicit pictures, you can even send made up implicating picture…” before she could finish her statement, the door pulled open and Berger stepped in.
“Make sure you take pictures of the clothes, and the newly stocked dresses, I want her to pick the best, run along” she quickly chirped in.
The photographer stood dumbfounded, Berger wasn't aware of what was going on, he just came in to see Linda.
“Okay, ma'am” the photographer nodded, and left quickly, Berger glanced at him, before turning to Linda who was masking her nervousness with an unnatural smile.
“What must have brought you to my office, so early, my love?” she asked, pretending to be an affectionate girlfriend.
Berger smiled and took her hand, he made her sit on his laps, and he cupped her chin, his eyes dreamy and wishful, Linda acted like a secondary school in love.
“I don't know how to express how much I love, I couldn't get your thoughts out of my mind…”
He took a long breath, “will you marry me?” he asked, opening the box he hid away with his other hand.
Linda sprang in shock, and held her flushed cheeks with her both palms, her mouth dropped.
Berger's nervousness recede when he saw her happy reaction, he brought out the ring, from the box, smiling widely.
“Will you marry me?” he repeated, and swallowed the lump of saliva in his throat, she looked away shyly, and stretched forth her hand, Berger held it tenderly and placed the ring in her finger.
She retreated her hand the moment he had placed the ring, and stared at the expensive with joy, she made up of tears.
“I will marry you” she said, and started sobbing, seeing her tearing up, saddens Berger, he quickly got up, and wrapped his big arms around her, and she buried her face in the crook of his neck.
She lifted her face, and a mischievous smile surfaced, she grinned, imagining what she will achieve with just the ring.
Jo stood after spending a long time going through the files, he stared at his watch, it was Noon, he exhaled and took the lunch box, he had kept carefully on his desk.
The door to his office was open by his friend, he squinted his eyes at the lunch box, and strode swiftly.
“Are you now dating, man?” he asked, and reached out for Jo's lunch box, Jo swatted his hand away and glared at him “what?” he retorted, with arched eyebrows.
“Isn't for you” he warned sternly, and started eating, contributing humming to the conversation brought by his friend.
“Why are you not saying anything?, Jo” he asked, feeling sad, and frustrated “Fine, I can't be enjoying this delicious food and also listening