Unexpected Encounter with my Boss

Chapter 5

Tiffany woke up from her dream with a start.

As she opened her eyes, she found herself lying in a hospital bed. The vision of Vincent had vanished.

The elderly lady in the neighboring bed smiled and asked her, "Dear, did you have a nightmare? I saw you gripping the sheets tightly while you slept. What was the dream about?"

As a child, Tiffany had heard that talking about a bad dream prevented it from coming true. So, she replied, "My boss."

The elderly woman, Anna Keller, was surprised. She shook her head and sighed. "Your boss must be frightening."

Just then, the door was pushed open from outside. A tall, slender figure entered.

Tiffany had been about to use the bathroom. She had just slid one foot into her slippers, but when she saw who it was, she nearly fell off the bed.

Vincent was dressed in a white shirt with the collar slightly open. His black trousers showed off his long legs. He was carrying a thermos in one hand, while his black suit jacket was draped over the other. He exuded an air of elegance.

As Tiffany met his gaze, a wave of guilt washed over her. Without realizing it, she clenched her fingers into a fist.

But Vincent walked right past her to Anna's bed. He bent down. "Grandma."

Tiffany looked up. She was surprised to see Anna patting Vincent's head tenderly.

Vincent, who was an imposing man in the office, was now acting like an obedient grandson in front of Anna. It turned out that he was her actual grandson.

Tiffany looked on in surprise as Vincent opened the lid of the thermos and poured some soup to feed Anna.

She had never expected that the usually stern CEO could be so gentle and caring.

Anna waved her hand, saying, "I just had an apple, so I'm quite full."

Turning to Tiffany, she continued, "Dear, you haven't eaten yet, have you? My grandson made some tomato soup. Would you like to try some?"

that, Tiffany shook her head repeatedly. "No, no, thank you. I'm not

Anna insisted. "I haven't even touched it. You're not going to reject me, are

"Of course not."

and no one has come to see her. She even had a nightmare

at Tiffany. "Is that so? What's eating at you that you're so

nothing. There was no way she could explain it,

if he could burn a hole through her

restroom. I'll be right back." With that, Tiffany

smacked Vincent's arm. "Look what you did! You

"Grandma, am I that

he might be strict at work, there was no reason for Tiffany to be

but you always have a cold expression, which is rather intimidating. That

enough." Vincent cut her off before she could say more, feeling a headache coming. "She has a boyfriend, Grandma. Don't

believe him. "A boyfriend?

"Because she's my employee."

"Huh?"

Tiffany came out of the restroom, Vincent was alone in the room. As she emerged,

steps stiffened as she awkwardly

drip, with the IV lines taped on the back

on her tiptoes and tried to hang the bag up. However, she found it difficult and struggled because of her height and limited mobility. "Give it to me." A deep male voice came

nose. At the same time,

Lewis," Tiffany said, keeping her head down. She didn't dare make

bed, Vincent brought over the thermos and set it on her bedside table. "This

surprise. When their eyes met,

bashful as Tiffany. He found her

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he added,

Lewis Senior later

bed for a moment. "There's something