Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

hapter 83

The silence that followed Merry’s outburst was eerie.

Cordelia looked on, completely baffled, wondering what Merry was rambling about.

Even Bland, usually so composed, seemed stunned. His expression was frozen, and the mole under his eye seemed to betray his surprise. After a five–second pause, as Merry started to regret her words, Bland smiled. “Or, you want to help me with that?”

Cordelia was speechless.

Merry’s eyes widened in shock, her mind screaming. “Oh my god! Oh my god, my idol noticed me. My idol spoke to mell” She was flustered and stuttered, “I, I, I can’t help you!”

Cordelia gave up on her, sidestepping into the restroom and leaving the two alone.

Bland eyed Merry. “Not going?”

Merry gazed at him dreamily. “I can hold it!”

She didn’t care about the bathroom! Going to the restroom was nothing compared to staring at her idol,

Bland finally couldn’t keep a straight face, and his lips twitched. “Go on. Don’t hurt yourself holding it in.”

Oblivious to the bizarreness of the conversation, Merry blurted out, “Then, honey, are you going, too?”

Bland nodded. “Yeah.”

Merry’s heart fluttered. “You can do it!”

Bland’s fine features suddenly relaxed into a smile, his charm glowing in the dim light outside the restroom, “Add my contact?”

Merry was stupefied, unable to believe that her idol had just made such a proposall

But then she saw Bland pulling out his phone, opening the app, and asking, “Okay?”

her mind. After adding her idol on WhatsApp, she was still in a daze as Bland tapped on

that, he headed

had lost herself. She clutched her phone, on the verge of

got her idol’s

“Squee, I’m dying!”

she found Merry staring at her

and saw Merry was

approached, Merry snapped out of it. “Why hasn’t Bland come out yet? He

who had been hiding in the restroom

“Or, maybe he’s got the runs?”

turned to leave. With Jonging eyes toward the men’s restroom, Merry hesitated before following Cordelia. “Lia, do you think Bland caught

was gone, and only then did Bland step out, sighing with resignation. He picked up his phone and messaged Nolnterruptions in the Pioneers Group.

a cameo in my TV show.

as he saw the forum

the avatar of someone in Pioneers Group, his deep eyes shimmered with a

Everard’s lips curved slightly, and

a reply. When none came,

the door, his phone

I don’t mind.]

been granted a reprieve, but came the second message, saying. [But stay

nervous again.

Bland halted at the door and then turned to leave.

asked, “What’s wrong,

“The shoot’s wrapped up.

his days would be numbered if he didn’t

inside the music room, her hair cascading down as she hadn’t a comb to tie it back. Instead, she casually

first–year class lingered, curious

to hide his intent. Suddenly, he wanted to speak, to say something as he approached, but as Hanley did, Cordelia turned and walked away, ignoring him as if he didn’t exist.

hair brushed against his hand as she passed, leaving a silken sensation, and he stood paralyzed. realizing for the first