Boss's Sweet Secretary novel Chapter 64

Jennifer, who was busy cleaning the leftover vomit with a tissue, froze when she heard his words.

"Yeah, I threw away his pants into the trash can. What should he wear now?" she thought.

"Well... I... I'll buy you a new one." She didn't even dare to look back.

Behind her, Hans snorted loudly. It seemed that he was very angry. After a while, he sneered and said in a very contemptuous tone,

"I don't wear clothes from some random shops."

Hans was deliberately making things difficult for her. He knew that in order to save money, Rose lived far away from the city. Her place didn't even have a security guard, let alone a large shopping mall.

Even if there was, no shopping mall would be open at this time. He should feel lucky to find any pants at all.

Jennifer closed her eyes and made up her mind. She was in big trouble either way, so she might as well deal with Rose first.

By the time she dragged Rose out of the bathtub, dried her up, put on her pyjamas, and dragged her to bed, it was already midnight.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and sat down on the chair in the living room. Before she could catch her breath, she looked up and she and Hans were staring at each other.

"My pants..." Hans glared at her.

Jennifer's face froze, and she said awkwardly, "Look, it's past 12 o'clock, the malls are closed."

Hans's face darkened. After thinking for a long time as if he had made a big decision, he glanced at Jennifer.

"Forget it. Just buy whatever. The shops... will do."

Jennifer pursed her lips and thought for a few seconds. "The shops... will be closed at this time too."

"The shop owners are people too, people need to sleep, mister!" Jennifer thought.

"Well, why don't you wrap yourself in a bath towel? No one can see you at night anyway. I'll drive you home. That's good enough..."

Hearing Jennifer's words, Hans's face grew gloomy as if he could explode at any moment.

"Jennifer... Have I been too polite to you recently?"

These words were usually very scary to Jennifer, but at this moment, he was wearing a towel, sitting cross-legged on the little pink strawberry sofa Rose bought from the second-hand market. It was inexplicably humorous.

"There's nothing I can do..." She looked glum. "Or I'll go home and get it for you now."

Hans glanced at the Rose who was restlessly rolling on the bed. His heart was paralysed with fear of vomit. His face darkened. "No..."

He wouldn't stay in the same room with this crazy woman alone unless he lost his mind.

"No... No... What do you want then..."

There was some discontent in Jennifer's tone. It had been a long day at work and at night, she had to help Rose to clean up her mess. She was even almost molested by some pervert. She was very impatient at this point.

It was the first time that Hans had heard such an impatient tone from Jennifer. His face suddenly changed, and he looked at Jennifer coldly.

The coldness in his eyes was bone-chilling. Jennifer shuddered and came up with an idea in a hurry. She couldn't help but bounce up from the chair. "I'll call Nancy and ask her to take a taxi to send it..."