When I woke up at night, Natalie had already come back. Her eyes widened in shock upon seeing me walk out of my room.

“Why are you back so early today? Don’t you have to work overtime?”

I stretched and yawned while answering her. “I took the day off today.”

“You took the day off? Holy sh*t. Is the sun rising from the west or something?”

Natalie gaped at me in utter disbelief.

I hummed in confirmation but remained otherwise silent. Noticing the gloomy look on my face, Natalie started eyeing me suspiciously.

“You didn’t come home last night. Where’d you go?”

My expression stiffened upon hearing Natalie’s question, and I replied somewhat guiltily, “I was working overtime.”

“Working overtime? Why are you lying? Who the hell works overtime for the entire night? Tell me the truth. Did you…” Natalie trailed off and raised her brows meaningfully.

Although she didn’t finish her sentence, her question was very obvious.

My face instantly flushed red when Natalie figured out what I had done the previous night. I began fidgeting on the spot, unable to meet Natalie’s eyes because of the guilt that I was feeling.

“What on earth are you thinking about? I really was working overtime. I’m hungry. Let’s eat now.”

The guilt in my voice couldn’t be mistaken. With that, I ignored Natalie and quickly went to set up the table.

keep our relationship a secret from Natalie anymore. I couldn’t help but worry if she would look

me with a solemn expression, “Anna, why do I

in my eyes at her

this all of

make sense that

her cutlery and peered at me with

overtime for more than a week, and it was rare for any company to have its employees work overtime for so many days in a row. Hence, it was only

of by Conrad. Knowing Natalie’s temper, if she knew that I was being harassed and

overthinking things. Work has been busier than usual lately, so I’ve been working overtime to meet deadlines,” I said

that really what’s

as though

stop worrying about me. Anyways, I’m done eating, so I’m going back to my

bottom of this, I darted toward my room

a long sigh of relief. As I lay in bed, I began stewing over what

should never have said those things to Conrad on the spur of

office was a living hell. Conrad was a very spiteful person. Now

myself to stop fretting over this matter as it would only make

do anything to offend them. I couldn’t help but wonder if it was because

time made me very uncomfortable, I refused to let

they would peek at me from time to time, I

“Anna, you’re here.”

I was on

“Mm-hmm.”

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