Novel Storm
A significant blessing
Shawn reached the door and paused, studying it briefly before twisting the doorknob. Upon entering, Mia suddenly appeared, catching him off guard.
“I apologize. I’ve made a grave mistake. It was unintentional, unforeseen. I went against your words-I had no idea. Please forgive me.”
He could roughly guess what…
“What are you rambling about?” His eyebrow arched up.
Mia hesitated, biting her lower lip. “I-He… Aish!” She stuttered, squeezing her eyes shut. Rushing out of her mouth, she explained, “The person you warned me about came to pick up his niece at my workplace today. He greeted me, and suddenly hugged me-it happened too fast. I didn’t anticipate it, should have moved away immediately-I don’t know what I was thinking-I’m sorry!”
Shawn observed her, mouth parted slightly open. ‘What is she, a radio? Talking nonstop like that…’
“Being a TV presenter suits you indeed,” he clicked his tongue, moving past her.
Huh? Mia quickly opened her eyes and turned to face him, surprised.
Observing the man’s facial expression, she noticed he didn’t seem mad at all.
“You… aren’t annoyed?” She drawled.
“I was. Not anymore,” he muttered as he sat on the edge of the bed, taking off his shoes.
Her truthfulness dissipated all the anger lingering in him.
He rose to his feet, closing the space between them. That was when he noticed-
Quickly raising his hand to her face, he rubbed his thumb below her eyes. As expected, there was moisture. “Have you been crying?”
Reluctantly, she nodded.
“Ah, you silly girl,” he frowned.
She had served herself punishment before he even got the chance to do it himself.
“I’m not mad at you. I can never be mad at you-not for long, at least.”
Gently, he brought her head to his chest and stroked her hair. “Have you eaten?”
Mia shook her head.
“Let me take a quick shower. We’ll go downstairs afterwards.”
A few moments later, they headed to the dining room.
“Hello, everyone,” Shawn muttered as he and his wife stepped down from the stairs.
The maids were taken aback.
Just a moment ago, they had greeted…
Speechlessness.
After dinner, the couple headed straight to bed.
“Sleep early; tomorrow’s going to be another long day at work,” Shawn patted the girl on her head, cuddling her from behind like a big spoon.
“Hmm,” Mia mumbled. “I saw Charlotte George today for the first time, so gorgeous.”
She continued to mumble in her sleep, “She’s my role model. Someday soon, I want to be like her. I’ll work hard for my husband and become famous-make him proud.”
Behind her, Shawn stared into the darkness, listening attentively to the girl’s incoherent words.
Charlotte George… He frowned at the name.
“Don’t be like her. Be greater than her,” he muttered.
But then, the girl had already drifted off to sleep.
Kissing her hair, he quietly slipped out of bed and made his way to the study.
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The following day, at dawn, the couple woke up, took turns in the bathroom, and went downstairs for breakfast. After finishing, they left the house, each getting into their own cars.
The vehicles followed one another out of Magnificent Residential Area, and upon reaching the main junction, they parted ways, heading in opposite directions.
Spotting B. Y Entertainments in the distance, Jasper swerved the car and parked in a discreet corner.
Following Madam’s request, he consistently stopped and parked the car a few meters away from her workplace. She preferred not to attract attention to herself, keeping her secret marriage hidden.
Naturally, they carried out this discreet arrangement without the Big Boss’ knowledge. If he were to find out, they would be in serious trouble.
“Thank you, Jasper.” Mia bobbed her head and swiftly stepped down from the vehicle to avoid drawing attention.
Briskly, she walked away and soon entered B. Y Network.
With her employee card in hand, there was no issue entering the building. She rode the elevator, with a couple of others, straight to her office floor.
Upon entering, she observed a crowd gathered around a particular cubicle, chatting and laughing heartily.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.
As she approached, she noticed it was Martha’s cubicle they were all at.
“… and you never said a word, so you’re the one who’s dating the CEO’s nephew…” One of the employees piped.
“I envy you.”
“So happy for you.”
“We’re friends now, okay?”
“I hope I’m in your good book.”
“If you need help with anything, let me know…”
Everyone sang praises of Martha and the girl simply remained in her seat, smiling sweetly.
“How did you guys get to find out-“She paused and added shyly, “I never wanted anyone to know..”
“What do you mean? You’re too humble.”
“You’re too nice.”
The employees cooed around her, making her bite on her lip shyly.
“So, you mean to say that if I had not mistakenly seen your wallpaper this morning, you would have kept quiet about being our CEO’s nephew’s girlfriend.” Alexa pouted.
“That’s not the kind of thing to keep to one’s self.”
A while ago, as Alexa, one of B. Y Network’s editors, entered the office through the door, she accidentally bumped into someone, causing the person’s phone to fall.
“I’m so sorry,” she quickly hunched and picked up the phone.
But as she did this, she couldn’t help but notice its wallpaper picture.
The owner of the phone quickly snatched it from her hand, but it was too late-she had seen the picture.
It was the CEO’s nephew, Max Anderson, and Martha in the photo-their lips locked together intimately.
You don’t say! Alexa’s eyes widened as realization struck her.
“Are you in a relationship with our Big Boss’ nephew???” She was shocked.
In response to her question, neither approving nor denying it, Martha hastily ran off in embarrassment, further confirming the authenticity of the picture to Alexa. ‘I’m right.’
And just like that, news of her being Max’s girlfriend began spreading throughout the office like wildfire.
Soon, the employees gathered around her cubicle, eager to feed their ears and butter up to her.
Having someone close to CEO Nathan-in their office-was a significant blessing. Buttering up to the girl was necessary.
“That’s not nice.”
“You should have informed us.”
“Yeah,”
The employees showed their disappointment.
Martha, smiling sheepishly, bobbed her head repeatedly, “I’m sorry about that. It’s just that… I don’t want people to know… to be treated differently from the rest of the interns…”
“I hope you all can continue treating me like the rest of my colleagues,” she added, sweetly.
“Ah, you’re just too nice.”
“Too humble.”
“Way too humble.”
Mia, who had been observing the scene, politely greeted everyone as she headed to her cubicle.
“Hey, Mia, you’re Martha’s best friend. Why didn’t you inform us of her relationship with CEO Nathan’s nephew?” One of the employees frowned at her.
“Yeah,” others chimed in.
Martha swiftly stood up, adopting a defensive stance as she hurried to Mia’s cubicle, shielding her from the group with her arms stretched to the sides. “Guys, please. Leave her out of this,” she pleaded.