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."

food container. "Then, let me

up and soaked my feet. I don't need

Vincent was rendered speechless.

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

waved

Tiffany left, Vincent chuckled. "You seem quite

like her a lot. What about you?

with her boyfriend, so she's single now.

...

in the hospital lobby, waiting for her ride. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, bringing with it cold raindrops

hand to shield herself, but

man's cool scent invaded her senses. Tiffany stared

gripped her wrist. Her soft skin under his palm was more delicate than

he asked, "Why do you blush every time you

with embarrassment.

herself. Vincent didn't interrupt her; he merely observed her reddened cheeks with

of Tiffany's distinct scent. His eyes narrowed slightly. With a little tug, he pulled Tiffany firmly against his chest. Before Tiffany could react, he

eyes

his nose grazed along the sensitive skin of her neck,

away and

...

to the dorm, drenched from head to

dragged her soaked body upstairs, she took out her keys to unlock the door. Halfway through, she saw a figure standing outside her dorm room. Tiffany's legs went weak. She froze on the spot, unable

out his cigarette and strode

flee, but her legs felt heavy, rooted to the spot. She could only watch as he came closer. Finally, she managed to whisper hoarsely,

floor. Her eyes were red, and she was shivering-whether it was from the cold or something else, she