Ben rubbed his tired eyes after reviewing the draft for a while. When he looked back at Jamie, a faint smile curved his lips. "The draft looks good-just a few minor issues." Jamie immediately perked up, eager to learn, like a diligent student.

Playing the role of her temporary teacher, Ben shared everything he knew without holding back.

The afternoon flew by.

Feeling satisfied, Jamie grabbed the draft with fresh notes and rushed off to make revisions. She became so immersed in her work that she didn't even notice how much time had passed until evening.

Ben, having finished his own tasks, looked over and saw Jamie still glued to her computer. With a sigh, he rubbed his forehead and walked over to pull her up from her chair.

Jamie yelped as her upper body suddenly left the ground. "Ben, what are you doing? I'm not done yet!"

Ben pointed to his watch. "Take a look at the time."

Jamie glanced at the clock, then jumped up in alarm, nearly bumping into him. "Charlie!"

as she panicked, she smacked her forehead, remembering that she had already

expression and didn't even need to ask. He chuckled, his brows lifting with a touch of exasperation. "Even if you don't have to pick up Charlie, you should clock out when it's time to go home. I'm not paying overtime for staying late." With that, he pulled

draft with a twinge of reluctance. It was

Ben wasn't

was slow, with traffic clogging the streets. Jamie's frustration had mostly faded. She wasn't obsessively

she gazed out the car window at the gridlocked roads, she couldn't help but notice Ben's slightly

she asked, "You seem eager to get

his expression neutral. "I just want to see Charlie sooner. I've been

Hearing this, Jamie's earlier

suspicions dissipated. She thought

before about how

the same urgency to

relief Ben let out beside her. He had almost

an hour later, they

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