When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

I tried to clear up the awkward tension in the air by making some small talk. “Mr. Murphy, have you had your breakfast yet?”

I almost forgot that my current job entailed looking after his meals.

He left my question hanging as he turned and headed into his office.

I wondered what I should do. In the end, I went downstairs to get some pastries for him. When I returned to the office, Armond was gone.

I didn’t see Linda either. That was when I realized that there was a meeting this morning. I hurried to the conference room.

The person who was presenting his slides stopped talking when I entered the room. My embarrassment grew when I noticed that everyone in the room had turned to look at me.

Erm, awkward much!

I addressed my apology to everyone in the conference room. “Sorry for the interruption! And sorry I’m late for the meeting.”

Armond was seated at the front of the conference room. He shot me an intense gaze before motioning for the presenter to continue.

The meeting seemed to last for ages, and my hangover didn’t make things any better. When the meeting finally ended, I got up to leave and was stopped by Armond.

“Scarlett!”

my head. I smiled awkwardly

the meeting today?” he asked

this morning. “Mr. Murphy, I’m really sorry.

without going through an interview with HR. But this doesn’t mean that you can gloss

and answered

mood. He walked around me and left the

sighed, still feeling uneasy about

Sensing my dejected mood, she tried to comfort me, “Mr. Murphy is

her, surprised

women, if we refuse to become housewives that are crippled without their husbands, we can only fight harder to establish our

steps. She turned back to me and said, “Oh right, I have a tip for you. Mr. Murphy likes sweets, though he

unexpected. Armond has a

skip his breakfast in the morning. It would be

at the new things I’d learned about Armond today. I then headed back to the office and

Cautiously, I said, “Mr. Murphy, I’ve already reviewed these documents. They’re all good to

acknowledgment without looking at me. He continued reading the documents in his hand as I placed my stack on his desk. That was when I

realized he might be in pain from his gastric problems instead of being

them on the desk. I said apologetically, “Mr. Murphy, I’m really sorry about what happened this morning. Please have a few sweets first to stave off the pain, and I’ll head out to get you some medicine and