Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 82

Chapter 82

I was an easy workday, for the most part Truthfully, half the company was still traveling because of the holiday, and the other half was preparing for Ross Corporation's New Year's Eve festivities. As such, Kylan only had two meetings and a few phone calls to attend to throughout the day.

It was for the best really. The palms of his hands still housed bandages, though they weren't wrapped anymore. The bandages served as a reminder of what Katrina witnessed Kylan go through, and it only surged her mind into a spiral of familiar questions while she attempted to work. Should she still resign from Ross Corporation Should she reinstate the contract, but with new rules? Did Kylan want to actually date her? She was going on a real date that evening, but what did that mean, exactly)

She didn't know. She also didn't know how receptive Kylan would be to her asking him his thoughts on the matter. She was certain she couldn't and shouldn't bring anything up until she was away from work, though.

When the day was nearing its end, she sat near Kylan's desk while he finished the last of his emails. A knock on his office door pulled her attention away from her tablet

She glanced up, not surprised to see it was Ryan checking in. "This is a nice sight," he commented, leaning against the doorway with his hands in his suit pockets. Kylan rolled his eyes and scowled at his computer monitor. "What d spoke

do you want, Ryan?" He didn't look away

ay from his half-composed email while he

"I merely wanted to know how the pair of you are faring. Did you have an opportunity to talk to a therapist yet? Ryan had a knack for sounding nonchalant, even when the topic of discussion was anything but.

her tablet, licking her lips and all but pretending to go through her own emails. She wanted to know if Kylan had talked to a therapist, too, but she hadn't known how to

on the matter, so if there's nothing else, you can f*ck off Rylan's tone was clipped and almost embarrassed if she

face to a modest extent. "That's excellent news, Kylan. I'm glad for you. He looked at her now and she locked the tablet to meet his eye. "Katrina, how are

to react to the news that Kylan had made an appointment with a therapist. She was so happy and unbelievably relieved that he was being proactive. It would be

Ryan on Christmas Eve. He knew exactly what Kylan meant to her now. She wasn't certain how to process something like that, and so it joined the long list

both have a lovely evening. With that Ryan nodded his head

was there for you just as much as I was He cleaned your entire apartment, Kylan. On Christmas Eve." Perhaps she was stepping out of line by saying something like this, but she couldn't help herself. Ryan

his hair. He looked deep in thought for a moment, clicking his computer mouse a few times and then turning the monitor off and shifting to look

Erwin." He cleared his

stories to share that night after you went to bed." She stood from her chair, walking around

God, what did he tell your Kylan rolled his eyes

of her head, "Look, I feel for your very first intem. Did you really make them clean your car three times, just because they spilled a drop of coffer on one

an absurd mistake. Kylan's

date to get to." She pressed a tentative hand to his chest, her fingertips playing with the bottom of his tir

Kylan didn't sound excited, but she took notice

to not tell you." She