“I’m sorry. Can I come in?” She turned her gaze down to look at the floor.

“Sure.” He straightened his shirt before walking over to the couch. He had been expecting a subordinate, not her.

She walked over and bent down to put the cup of coffee on the table before him. However, the unexpected heat coming from the bottom of the cup made her hands jerk, pouring the cup of coffee down onto his pants.

Moreover, the liquid landed on him in the worst place possible.

“Aah!” She instantly darted over with some facial tissues to wipe the liquid away from his pants.

She was in such a state of panic that she forgot where exactly she was touching. She wiped and wiped, and… It was only then that she realized what was going on. Her cheeks were blushing as she stared down at the spot she had been wiping.

to do

were tightly pressed together as his throat rolled with a swallow. Richard

did it on purpose. Richard firmly believed that she was doing this as revenge. Angela’s eyes remained glued to the wet spot on his pants as she gulped. ‘I really did

barked without obvious

this happen? It was all a bid to make him like her, but now she had hurt

of coffee.” She then rushed out of the room with her cheeks

grab a pair of pants before heading to the bathroom. In the shower, annoyance swelled in him as his blood boiled with

only touched him a few times, he still

and innocent face. He then realized the fire burning in him was impossible to suppress in just a

eventually exited the bathroom, he found someone under the table. It was Angela, back to clean his floor. Her hair was tied up in a lazy ponytail. She did not seem to be someone who often cleaned as she cleaned so awkwardly that she accidentally pushed

only filled with papers. Even though the bin was turned over, the only trash on the floor was

sight of her cleaning. He was not

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