No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 697

At the break room, I casually tossed out a question to the others, "Has anyone seen Mr. Smith today?"

A few snickers and suppressed laughs followed, sparking my curiosity, "What's up? Did something happen to him?"

"He got a makeover, courtesy of his girlfriend!"

"Must've been a wild cat fight."

"Who knew Mr. Smith's girlfriend had it in her..."

"Well, if my guy hit up a nightclub without me, I'd scratch him too."

The gossip flew fast and loose, and from the chatter, I pieced it together: Grant hadn't shown up at the office because he was sporting some new 'decorations' on his face, too embarrassed to show his mug. Back at my desk, I couldn't resist and dialed Grant, figuring a check-in was in order. It wasn't to poke fun-far from it. Grant had always had my back.

"Don't buy into the office gossip mill, it's all blown out of proportion," he rushed to clarify the moment the call connected.

curiosity, "What are you talking about? What

at the

heard a peep. What's got you tangled

rumors. Ending it with, "What I regret most is ever falling for

spirits, prompting me to

they're the Ernest type," Grant confessed, though not intentionally bringing Ernest into it.

Grant, sensing he might have overstepped, quickly

end up at?" I cut

blurted out, then fell silent, probably realizing his

go-to for Seabreeze City's elite to

she

women always overthink things. A perfectly normal situation turns into

unwittingly offending all womankind.

you a new look?" I couldn't resist

"Who said she scratched me... Oh great,

laughed heartily, and Grant, half-joking, threatened to dock my bonus—a bonus for work he himself had