A One Night Stand With My Boss

Erica stared coldly at Logan and said, "After all the heartache you've caused my friend, don't you think you deserve a beating? Don't you think you should get some punishment?" "It was an honest mistake," Logan replied, looking aggrieved.

"Are you going to cut the onion or not?" Erica glared at him.

Logan sighed, "Alright, I get it. I'm at the bottom of the food chain."

He placed the onion properly, took a deep breath, and then, cut it up.

"Woah!" He couldn't help but cry out softly, feeling a sharp pain in his eyes.

Erica took out her phone and quickly snapped a photo of Logan in his embarrassing predicament.

"Alright, get up," her tone was still cold, but it carried a hint of sympathy.

Logan stood up with relief, moving his stiff legs. He watched Erica with a pitiful and aggrieved expression.

"Come here, let me see," Erica finally softened, beckoning Logan over.

Logan knew Erica felt sorry for him and scurried over to hug her, burying his face in her embrace.

Erica the side of his face that

gently rubbed it, sighing, "Look

cause such a big misunderstanding?" Logan muttered,

gently pinched his cheek, "Remember this lesson well." Logan nodded repeatedly, promising, "I got it.

Erica tightly, "Considering Connor's been single for 28 years and is finally about to get

I won't hold it

meaningful look. "It seems you brothers have some secrets after all,"

you mean?" Logan looked puzzled at

Erica said smugly, raising an

"I think

frowned, "What do you

her head and remained

***

the dinner table, Camila was zoning out with her fork