The Wrong Woman

After their intimate time together, Candice, overcome with embarrassment, hastily dressed while Elio was bewildered. She practically sprinted away from the room.

"Candice..." Elio called out. He couldn't go after her as he wasn't fully dressed yet.

She dashed out of the office and into the elevator, gasping for breath. Upon returning to the design department, Vanessa hurried over and leaned forward with her hands on Candice's table. Vanessa's gaze fell upon Candice's flushed face and slightly swollen lips.

"Candice, what happened? Why are you so red? Did you have lunch?"

Candice avoided Vanessa's gaze, looking down sheepishly. "Yes, I did. Just by myself."

"I didn't see you in the cafeteria! And you usually take only half an hour for lunch. Why did it take you over an hour today?"

"I-I didn't eat at the company cafeteria. I went somewhere... far."

Vanessa lightly smacked Candice's hand with a hint of displeasure. "Candice, why didn't you bring me along if you found a great spot?"

smile and tucked a stray wisp of hair behind her ear. "Next time. I'll definitely

exclaimed,

at her

long hair to inspect the area behind her ear close to her neck. Then, she questioned, "Why's

bite!" Vanessa said, looking

her hair fall to cover her neck. Then, she feigned annoyance. "Don't talk nonsense. I-I scratched myself. It was just a

bite or a hickey. Moreover, Candice's bashful expression was

"Candice, are you sure you don't have feelings for

stop trying to set us up,"

and mumbled disappointedly, "Alright then. I'll let Wendell

smile. "That's something you should have done a long

on her computer

slumped back into her chair and rested her head on the desk, intending to take a brief nap for about half an

It was Elio calling. A wave of awkwardness and embarrassment swept over her, and she found herself at a