The Ex-Husband’s Revenge By Dragonsky

The Ex-Husband’s Revenge By Dragonsky Chapter 1633

Thankfully my Excel sheet experience proved to be of some use. Whatever Justin wanted, I not only got it in a jiffy but also started doing it on a PC placed in the corner of the study.

He got busy with his laptop on his desk and kept taking his official calls. Once I started doing my job, we did not talk much except I once asked him if I could start munching Doritos.

A man whose name was Alex delivered large bags of Doritos to the office. The moment Justin nodded at me to go ahead I beamed and got busy.

While doing my work I was aware of his strong presence in the room. I could feel the occasional glances, he was throwing in my direction.

It felt like working near him was making him happy.

My work was going smoothly when I got stuck at a company’s name. I couldn’t remember if I was supposed to include its calculation or not.

“Justin. Do I have to include this company’s calculations or leave it?” I asked him when he was talking to someone on call. Now it was counted as bad manners to disturb someone midst of a conversation.

He nodded his head giving me his approval and said into the phone, “It’s Ashley, Sarah. I think I need to disconnect the call. We need to get done with the job today before evening.”

Whoever, he was talking to, seemed to know about me. Who was Sarah?

“Bye, Sarah!” He placed his phone on the desk and stood up stretching his gorgeous body.

panther–like grace. Straightening, he gave me his signature dimpled smile and started walking

to look at

shoulders firmly and brought his face closer to mine. The strong male perfume hitting my nostrils was

man was hot as hell. I gulped down trying to remember that I

good, kitten.” His hand reached to the mouse from behind to scroll the screen. I tilted my head

Like very close!

His straight nose.

Those long eyelashes.

focus on the PC.” There was

thinking that I am a freak. I cleared my throat,

his head towards me and

but sheet! Why did I

face closer to me and before I could decide what he was trying to do, he bumped his forehead playfully

have asked them to bring

for me or both of

started instructing the staff to set the dishes on the table

at

just had snacks.” He pointed his index finger towards me as a warning, “But no