Chapter 1702

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!"

But as soon as she panicked, she smacked her forehead, remembering that she had already asked the nanny to pick him up.

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 her

at her nearly completed draft with a twinge of reluctance. It was so

wasn't open

streets. Jamie's frustration had mostly faded. She wasn't obsessively attached to working. She simply wanted to finish the project as soon

out the car window at the gridlocked roads, she couldn't help but notice Ben's slightly furrowed brows, his mood

eager to get home

paused briefly, his expression neutral. "I just want to see Charlie sooner. I've been so busy these past few days that I haven't had much time with

Hearing this, Jamie's earlier

suspicions dissipated. She thought

Charlie had quietly complained the night before about how busy both

same urgency to get home

Ben let out beside

an hour later,

a while, she began to worry. Could no one

popper exploded, showering her with streamers and faux snow, covering her

worried expression comically stuck

he jumped out from behind the

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