Chapter 693

On my way to the breakroom, I casually asked a few coworkers, "Mr. Shane didn't come in today?"

They exchanged looks, barely holding back laughter. It only made me more curious. "What's the deal? Something happen to him?"

"He got scratched up!" one finally blurted.

"His girlfriend probably did it," someone else chimed in.

"Who knew she had claws like that?"

"Yeah, well, he was at a nightclub. Honestly, if I were her, I'd scratch him up too."

The chatter snowballed from there, painting a pretty clear picture: Ron wasn't in because he had a visible scratch on his face and was too embarrassed to show up.

When I got back to my desk, I couldn't resist giving him a call. Not to poke fun-just, you know, check in. After all, he'd always been nice to me.

he picked up, Ron didn't even give me a chance to say hi. "Don't listen to the nonsense those gossiping hens at the office are saying.

denial was chef's kiss classic-the guilty dog barks first. I played dumb. "Huh? What are

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didn't you go to the office today? You didn't

small talk. Why? Something happen?" "Ugh, don't even get me started..." And just like that, he launched into a dramatic retelling of the exact story the office had already spilled. By the end, he dropped the ultimate punchline: "You know what I

my mood. I couldn't resist poking him. "Oh? Thinking

laughing. "But only for

didn't mean anything by it-it was just the guy's charm setting

for him what he'd just

did you go

he said without hesitation. Then he

guessed he'd

people. Isn't

nope, she still flipped out. Maybe because I came home late? I don't know. You

He really just offended every woman on the planet with that

you know, scratching you?" I asked,

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