Hearing the delight in her voice, Hilliard’s pain seemed to dissipate.
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With a serious expression, he looked up and confessed, “Actually, you’ve not only been the first to punish me, but you are also the first woman I ki*sed. I’m also having my first experience as a secretary, and I just made my first apology. Every day I spend with you feels like a fresh beginning.”
Jennifer’s heart raced with emotions.
Reminding herself that he was being punished for a wrongdoing, she adopted a stern tone and said, “If you’re not scared to bear the consequences of your actions, you can try to fool me again. During this assessment period, I’ll gradually increase your workload, Mr. Simmons. You should prepare yourself mentally.”
“Alright.”
She frowned, pressing for more.
“And?”
“Alright, Miss Turner.”
Only then did Jennifer release him. She returned to her desk, placed the ruler back in the drawer, grabbed her bag, and prepared to take her leave.
After taking a couple of steps towards the door, she halted and turned back.
“Stay here and complete the translation of those last two documents. Afterwards, you can close from work.”
“Jennifer.” Hilliard calmly pleaded, “Could you wait for me and give me a ride back to the Turners’ house once I finish?”
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Jennifer raised an eyebrow and countered, “Who do you take me for?
Your driver? Remember, I’m your boss now!”
“Don’t misunderstand me. I have no phone, can’t find my way back to your family’s house, and don’t have money to take a taxi.”
Jennifer said, “You paid for our lunch. I assume you still have some money left.”
Hilliard admitted, “Well, I spent all the money I had on lunch. I have nothing left.”
Jennifer was at a loss for words. She stared at him for a while, but neither agreed nor declined.
He glanced down at his slightly swollen palm, deep in thought.
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Jennifer followed his gaze and saw his swollen palm. Sighing, she couldn’t bring herself to turn him down.
Casually, she strolled over to the sofa, sat down, and brought out a refined tea set.
“It’s still early. I’m not in a rush to go home. Perhaps I can stay for thirty minutes to practice brewing a proper cup of tea.”
Acknowledging her unspoken agreement, Hilliard promptly refocused on his work. Despite the pain in his left hand, he typed away at the keyboard, determined to complete the translations.
Meanwhile, Jennifer focused on making tea while seated on the sofa.
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