Sweet Submission: Reclaiming Her Love

Chapter 11 When Will We

Get Married

The following day…

Corynn and Erick went to the office together. Because Erick had informed his employees in advance, the company was bustling from excitement, curious to see who would be their new vice president.

“Corynn, this is your office,” Erick announced with a flourish as he swung the door open.

Corynn walked in, finding herself in a sleek, modern space that exuded a clean and efficient vibe. There was even a lush green plant sitting on the desk, which added a touch of life to the room.

“Dad, I love it!”

“Good!” Erick beamed at her. “Good luck on your first day! I have a lot of faith in you.”

Corynn quickly got to work. That very morning, she attended a board meeting with Erick wherein they decided to gradually turn over some responsibilities to her, allowing her to get familiar with things before taking over fully.

When Corynn returned to her office, she found a bouquet of roses sitting conspicuously on her desk.

She asked around and found out that a delivery man had dropped them off, but no one knew who had sent them.

Piqued by curiosity, she fished out the card nestled among the roses, her eyes narrowing at the familiar handwriting.

buzzed; it was a message

read, “Did you receive the flowers?

a beat. She then instructed a custodian to throw the flowers out and ordered security to block any

she finally settled down at her desk, Corynn let out a long sigh, exasperated

back of her head, she

expectantly for a response that never came. When it finally dawned on him that Corynn wasn’t

looked up, he saw Amanda standing in the doorway, holding a

you here?” he asked

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earlier, but you were still in a meeting, so I figured I’d wait until your lunch break. Oh, and I brought lunch!”

spared a brief glance at her and then nodded

absentmindedly picked at the food, but his mind was elsewhere. He was busy reminiscing the days Corynn used to cook for him in

doe–like eyes.

for a split second until he blinked and saw only Amanda in front of him again. “Mm, it’s

eat more.” Amanda beamed and used an untouched fork to put more

through his worries, quickly reassured him, “Elliot, this fork hasn’t been used

for a moment, then put his fork down. “Amanda, you don’t need to do

to be able to do the little things, like bringing you lunch. Most importantly, I want