My Sweetheart

“You’re already off?” she asked him.

“Yeah, I didn’t spend any time with you last night. Today I’ll make up for it.” Kathy should have been thrilled at his response, but not after the day she’d just had. He asked, “Has something happened?”

She hesitated, then pulled a report from her bag. “This details the third stage of our drug development. There’ve been different degrees of repelling reactions, but I can’t find a reason why.”

Joseph furrowed his brow, and didn’t take the report. “This drug is still in development. I’m not part of the company.

“Good point. Never mind,” she said, shaking her head.

But though she’d not asked him, that night Joseph received an email from Edith regarding the drug’s problems. Kathy, sitting at his side, saw it and asked, “Will you reply?”

“Is this project important to you?” he asked.

She bit her lip and did not respond. She was very hopeful about this drug—after all, it was the only one of its kind, and it could be enormously helpful in treating heart disease. But she also didn’t want to be involved. Her grandfather had wanted her to enter the Booth Group，and everything she did was preparation for that.

She shook her head. “I don’t want to refuse my grandfather, but this project is part of Booth Group’s research and development. I don’t want anything to go wrong.” With Joseph’s help, they might even be able to get it on the market early. His skills were unmatched.

“My services are expensive,” he smirked. Edith requesting his help surely had something to do with Kathy. She understood that to help her was to help Kathy.

“I know. If you don’t want to do it, it’s okay. You’ve already done so much, I don’t want to make trouble for you.” She reached over and deleted the email herself.

“Sure?” He took her by the chin, looked deep into her eyes.

“Yes,” she nodded.

Apparently unwilling to wait for Joseph’s response, Edith called. Joseph happened to be in the shower, and Kathy did not answer it, instead waiting for Joseph to finish. He didn’t even look at it, instead rubbed a towel over his wet hair and pulled Kathy in for a kiss.

She pushed him away. “Answer the phone!”

frowned, and did not. Kissing her mouth aggressively, he pushed her beneath him and said lowly, “If I answer, you’ll

“… I will not.”

the back of the head, he made sure

…

she was having lunch with Zack, she could feel his displeasure. “I’m not hungry,” he

at his bowl full of porridge, and frowned with worry. The doctors said he barely ate anything these days, and that his mood had to improve, else his condition would worsen. “Grandfather, what do you

I just want the drug finished!”

There’s no need to worry,” said

Smoothly? The past few days in the laboratory, problems had

eyes lit up. “Is that

promise you we’ll get

me feel much better.” It seemed

room, she demanded of him, “Didn’t the third-stage

new stage of the drug. The testing began today, and the

And how could she not have known

to finish this before he passes,”

health, Kathy’s eyes brimmed with tears. She knew why her grandfather was so anxious for this drug to make it to market. It was perhaps the only

brow. “Are you

my

saying, “Taxis can’t enter here. To leave the neighborhood, you’ve got

the

repairs today.” With a smirk,

had no choice. With a deep breath, she got in. “This isn’t premeditated, is it?” she asked as

all, it’s my honor to

out the window, ignoring him. She’d thought he was taking her to the lab, but actually he took her to Booth

right now. You can wait for the results