Nicholas was in a good mood just an hour ago, probably because he'd see that interesting young woman again, or perhaps he just had a good night's sleep.
Hence, he came to the company bright and early.
He didn't wait for Eliza at the entrance this time. He could use the excuse of showing her around the day before, but it wouldn't be justifiable if he waited for her again.
His assistant didn't work in his office, and he had always been alone before he went abroad. So he never thought it was a big deal, but it somehow felt a little empty.
He smiled, thinking perhaps because he had been lonely for too long, he started wanting more the moment he had company.
The hands of the clock kept turning, but Eliza never showed up, and it was already almost eight-thirty.
Nicholas began to wonder if she had woken up late… or she had gotten sick? Perhaps he should call.
But what was he supposed to say? He couldn't just straight up ask her if she was sick, could he?
He was rendered at a loss for words for a moment…
Nothing he came up with sounded right. Plus, the issue with the name…
Though they had agreed to go by first name basis, he had been living abroad for quite a while; the natives there were quite open-minded about hypocorism, so he still thought it was a little strange to call someone by their legal name.
After some consideration, he decided to call her Liza in the end.
Liza, what a beautiful name.
Even so, he still debated on whether to make the phone call.
Few and far between, he paced back and forth in his office.
And thanks to his hesitation, it was close to nine.
Checking his watch, he thought it was definitely justifiable for him, Eliza's boss, to remind his employee to come to work, right?! So what was there to hesitate about?
Making up his mind, he called.
The line tried to connect for quite a long while, but it still wasn't answered.
She must have overslept as he had expected…
No, something could have happened to her as well!
Thinking of that possibility, Nicholas grew anxious.
Luckily, the call connected just as it was close to going to voice mail.
He called out without hesitation.
"Liza."
After a moment of silence, he heard a man's voice.
Meanwhile, in the mansion, Tanner flipped the moment he heard Nicholas's voice.
Liza? They were on a nickname basis now?!
But he didn't let his anger show, only looking at Eliza with an unfathomable gaze, somewhat hostile even!
And his stare sent chills down Eliza's spine.
What was going on? Why did he look like that right after answering the call? Nicholas should be calling to ask her to go to work. It should be nothing but an ordinary call, no…
With that thought in mind, she tried her best to fish out the pen and drawing block under her pillow.
Judging from his look, he probably didn't realize she had lost her voice. Even if she had mimed, she understood she shouldn't expect he was observant enough to notice her abnormality when he had taken excellent care of her so unprecedentedly.
With her voice lost, she wouldn't be able to defend herself if she didn't get her pen and paper ready for when he got angry. Seeing how furious he was, she thought it really was possible she'd lose her life there and then.
With her fingers devoided from strength, no way could she hold a pen like she normally did! Alas, like a child, she held the entire thing in her hand.
So she could write now, but it looked to be of a child's, crooked and twisted, unsightly. Even she wanted to laugh at it.
Just as she finished writing, Tanner's voice traveled to her ears.
"What's up, Mr. Abbott?"
Eliza listened to the conversation. Yes, it sounded normal.
Despite his fierce look and cold tone.
She slowly lifted the drawing block. The handwriting was… childlike.
It was unsightly but clear enough for him to read.
It said, "What's wrong?"
Tanner's gaze turned grave. So she hadn't said a single word and even had him answer the phone because she had lost her voice.
Just what sort of medicine had he fed her last night?! He couldn't believe there were side effects!
He reached slowly for her neck, caressing it lightly.
That sense of tingling returned again. Eliza couldn't withstand even the smallest of his actions.
Nothing came from the other end of the line.
For a while, there was silence. Never did Nicholas expect him to answer the phone, rendered speechless for a moment.
Coming back to his senses, he smiled and spoke.
"I'm looking for Liza, Mr. Deleon. Is she there?"
Since he was the one who answered, no way was Nicholas going to change the address.
That haughty man was probably going to explode from anger.
Liza again?! Who did he think he was to be on a nickname basis with her?!
Tanner glared daggers at her.
He couldn't believe she allowed another man to address her so intimately. If she wasn't sick, he'd make her realize what a wife should actually be doing!
Eliza looked at him blamelessly, having a bad feeling…
He leaned over to her, sniffing her neck before planting a kiss there.
Then his mellow whisper traveled to her ear.
"Liza."
Her heart skipped a beat. It was the first time he had ever called her that.
"You gave him permission to call you that?"
Sarcasm then laced the mellow voice the next second, and her heart plunged to the depths of the abyss in an instant.
Just what was he talking about?
Not giving her a chance to explain herself, Tanner went back to talking to Nicholas.
Nicholas only heard rustles coming from the end of the line before Tanner's voice returned.
"How is your company doing, Mr. Abbott?"
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