Chapter 46

When I saw Cecilia at the office the next day, the poor girl was as pale as a ghost, with dark. circles under her eyes like she hadn’t slept in a week.

She was naturally on the petite side, with fair skin, but right then, she looked like a frostbitten white rose, all frail and sickly, pitiful as can be.

Wallis stumbled upon Cecilia’s Facebook update and screenshotted it to me.

A lonely silhouette shot with the caption, [Your understanding is just because no one cares about you, right?]

Wallis, with that gossip–hungry look, was like, “Bet they had a lovers‘ tiff, huh?”

It got me wondering too.

I mean, Cecilia and Hogan hadn’t been an item for that long.

I started to think it might have to do with the love bite on my neck.

Cecilia was in that sorry state until the afternoon.

Just as Wallis was about to ask me if we should go and cheer Cecilia up, the studio door swung

open.

In came Hogan, with afternoon tea in hand.

Everyone greeted him like it was no big deal, and he just nodded hastily before making a beeline for Cecilia’s office, looked pretty urgent.

“Hogan, what brings you here all of a sudden?”

Hogan handed her a cup of hot milk and said, “Drink it while it’s hot.”

Cecilia replied weakly, “It’s just that time of the month, Hogan. You’re making a mountain out of

a molehill.”

office door wasn’t closed properly, so their whole conversation fell

out, it was that time of

Hogan, and

affectionately, “Xaviera, there’s only hot milk left, hope

stuff was not really my jam.

at my code, “I’m not much for sweets, keep it

of the blue, “Splash!” A

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laptop!

instant, the top blew off and a flood of liquid

like a bolt from the blue. By the time I came to and reached for a tissue, it was

too late.

sounds, my

so sorry, I just wanted to…” Her delicate voice was close to my

what?” I cut her off, my voice involuntarily rising

packed with vital

like me, a laptop was our

couldn’t hold

eyes rimmed red,

commotion caught

still talking to

seeing Cecilia’s tear–stained face,

laptop soaked in milk, blurted out, “Who the heck drenched Ms. March’s baby?”

that, Cecilia’s eyes lowered, and

her mouth, “Sorry, Director Irwin.”

all my fault.” Cecilia sniffled with her head down and then sheepishly glanced at me, “Xaviera, scold me a

was at a loss for

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