I raked a hand through my hair in frustration. Argh! I wonder how much Mr. Doyle is going to penalize me since I’m late to work today!

I then flipped through my contacts for Harry’s number to give him a call and explain things. But before I had even pressed the dial button, a call came in.

At the sight of Michael’s name flashing across the screen, my heart pounded wildly.

 

Shit! Could he be calling at this time to question why I’m not in the office yet? Oh God, what should I do? How should I explain it to him? I can’t say that I overslept, can I? After all, such an excuse isn’t valid to him!

Throughout my internal monologue, my phone continued ringing. Inhaling deeply, I finally answered the call uneasily.

 

“Hello, Mr. Shaw…” I murmured after the call was connected.

Sheer anxiety ricocheted within me, for I was terrified that Michael’s apoplectic voice would suddenly blast out from the other end of the phone.

“You’re awake?”

To my surprise, Michael didn’t rage at me. Instead, his voice was placid with a trace of warmth.

My heart skipped a beat at once, and a strange feeling pervaded me. I shook my head forcefully, telling myself that I had to be hearing things since he would never speak to me so tenderly.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Shaw. I overslept this morning.”

Well, regardless of whether he’s calling to reprimand me, I can’t go wrong with an apology right off the bat. Even if he’s irate, he won’t be too angry when I apologize so sincerely.

“I was the one who turned off your alarm. I’m giving you the day off, so just stay home and rest up. Perhaps I went about things wrongly yesterday.”

Michael’s deep and alluring voice was still as detached as ever as it drifted over, yet my heart fluttered.

my alarm? How could he

meaning of his final utterance, my heart hammered wildly. He actually admitted that he was wrong before me? Has hell frozen

“Mr. Shaw, I…”

stupor. I opened my mouth to say

curled my lips in chagrin. Good grief! That was the first time he

the phone, my emotions remained turbulent for a very long time. Why would an arrogant man like him simply apologize? Has he gotten his

differently from others, after all, so I could never comprehend his thoughts

pangs hit, I made a cup of instant

be unkempt without washing up or changing my clothes, I was so sloppy that I was

at night, he was so shocked at my state that his eyes almost popped out of his head. Never once had I been so blasé about my image

just fall into

briefcase in his hand, Michael eyed me with utter contempt

 

wash up or doll up today. You’re making things sound

in consternation. Jeez, he’s really exaggerating things. Although I’m a bit disheveled, I don’t look as bad as having

afraid that I’ll lose interest in you when you’re showing me such an unsightly side of

“That’s your problem.”

me since I wasn’t in the mood to entertain him recently. I was already

in vexation. In the next second, his

you half an hour to take a shower and

scrunched together. While I was disgruntled at his order, I still ambled

brows furrowed deeply as his gaze fell on the empty cup of instant noodles on the dining table. He was a clean freak, so he

a set of clean pajamas, Michael was sitting in the living room with a terrifyingly grim

relax at home today, and you made

empty cup of instant noodles on the dining table, his voice colored with barely

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