Tips to Save My Boss

I looked at him incredulously. "I'm not such a despicable person!"

I put down the sandwich in my hand, asking back angrily. "Am I such a person in your eyes, Hale?"

I used all my strength to call his full name, which was also the first time.

My eyes suddenly got sore, and I was about to cry.

Unexpectedly, he immediately walked to me, stammering, "I'm sorry. I misunderstood you. I went insane just now! I apologize. Forgive me!"

He squatted down to take my hand and added, "Miss Garcia, I'm terrified of you. Are you my boss?"

What was wrong with me? I had never shed a tear before. Why was I so fragile now?

I took my leave after the meal. Getting out of the villa, I began to run. When I looked back, Mr. Cotton was gazing at me through the window on the second floor. The black hoodie accentuated his fair face.

He waved at me, mouthing, "Goodbye."

I stopped a taxi on the road.

I turned on my phone inside the vehicle and blocked the number that had always been at the top.