Unexpected Encounter with my Boss

Chapter 7

Vincent first went to the doctor's office to inquire about Anna's test results. When he returned to the room, Tiffany was awake. She was bent over as she tucked Anna in. When she heard someone approaching behind her, she turned around. Her eyes were still bleary from sleep. "Mr. Lewis."

Her soft voice sounded unexpectedly soothing in the darkness. Vincent nodded slightly. "Thank you for taking care of my grandma."

He could tell why Tiffany hadn't left the hospital yet. Besides, Anna didn't praise people easily, so Tiffany must have some admirable qualities.

"You don't need to thank me; I didn't do much. Besides... I had your tomato soup for lunch."

She meant that since he had been kind to her by offering her the soup, it was only right of her to return the gesture and look after Anna. Vincent glanced at her. "How was the soup?"

"Huh?" Tiffany hadn't expected that question. She blinked awkwardly before replying, "It was alright, just a bit bland."

"Oh," Vincent replied to her feedback calmly. He explained, "Elderly people can't have food that's too salty, so I used less salt."

Tiffany looked surprised. "You made the soup?"

Before Vincent could answer, Anna chimed in, "He did. Not only can he stew soup, but he can also cook, do laundry, change light bulbs, and fix appliances. You should come over sometime and try his cooking." Tiffany turned to see that Anna, who had seemed fast asleep before, was now smiling at her and Vincent.

After hearing Anna's words, Tiffany had to compliment Vincent. "Mr. Lewis is very capable."

She had seen many business tycoons who were inept at dealing with the most basic things in their daily lives. But it seemed that Vincent wasn't like them. He was self-sufficient, setting him apart from the typical CEOs. Vincent didn't respond. Instead, he opened the food container he had brought for Anna.

But Anna waved it off. "I've already had dinner."

"You have?" Vincent was surprised. Anna was a picky eater and never ate outside food carelessly.

Anna smiled. "Tiffany's sister brought dinner for her, and I ate with them."

container. "Then, let me wipe your

need. Tiffany already helped me freshen up and soaked my feet. I don't

Vincent was rendered speechless.

up her bag. "Mr. Lewis, it's getting late. I'll head back now. Goodbye,

Anna waved with a

chuckled. "You seem quite taken

her a lot. What about you? Do you like

her. She broke up with her boyfriend, so she's single now. If you're interested in her, you better make

...

ride. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, bringing with it cold raindrops that

raised her hand to shield herself, but another hand

senses. Tiffany stared dazedly at the person before her.

Her soft skin under his palm was more delicate than he had imagined. For some reason, he

he asked, "Why do you

her face burn with embarrassment. "N-No, I don't. I...

while, unable to explain herself. Vincent didn't

whiff of Tiffany's distinct scent. His eyes narrowed slightly. With a little tug, he pulled

eyes

a chill as his nose grazed along the sensitive skin of her neck, creating an

away and

...

later, Tiffany returned to the dorm, drenched from head to

Halfway through, she saw a figure standing outside her dorm room. Tiffany's legs went weak. She froze on the spot, unable to move

stubbed out his cigarette and strode toward

towering frame approached her. Tiffany wanted to flee, but her legs felt heavy, rooted to the spot. She could only watch

a puddle on the floor. Her eyes