As Richard walked toward Amy, she felt a strong aura surrounding toward her.
"Stop there, Richard. I'll see if your clothes are dry." Feeling a little flustered, Amy quickly got up from her seat, ran into her break room and slammed the door shut.
Leaning against the door, Amy felt nervous. What happened? Why was she afraid of Richard? It was he who owed her!
Although Amy kept telling herself this, she couldn't resist her feelings for Richard. Richard seemed to be poisonous and she was infected. She could not get rid of him, and she always missed him.
Amy managed to calm herself down. She rubbed her hot face and then checked Richard's clothes. Why didn't he wring his shirt dry? It was so wet!
Amy went to wring the water out of Richard's shirt and called her secretary to buy a similar shirt right away. It was not proper to let Richard stay here.
When she dealt with all things, Amy came out. She had calmed down now and the way she looked at Richard became much colder.
Richard was back in his seat, sitting quietly, like a beautiful sculpture.
"Did you dry my shirt?" asked Richard as he heard the door open.
"No, but I have had a new one bought for you, and it will be delivered here soon. Then you may go." Amy was back in her seat. She was green compared to Richard, who was experienced.
"Well, shall I thank you for buying me a new shirt? But I'll still wear my shirt when it's dry, though you bought me a new one. I won't leave my shirt for you, in case you do something bad with it," said Richard and then continued to read newspaper.
It would only take him about ten minutes to finish reading the newspaper, but he seemed to be interested in it and kept reading it.
"Suit yourself." Since Richard misinterpreted her purpose, Amy didn't bother to explain and she went on with her business. Richard could sit as long as he liked.
Neither of them spoke. The office had been quiet until Mandy, the secretary, arrived.
"Miss Newell, here's the shirt." Mandy opened the door to the president's office, and looked inside. When she saw Amy in the office, she went in.
"Give it to him!" Amy asked Mandy to give the shirt to Richard. Only then did Mandy see Richard sitting on the sofa. He was wearing Miss Newell's black T-shirt, and was reading the newspaper carefully.
"Your shirt, Assistant Richard." Mandy gave Richard the shirt. She hadn't changed her address of him yet.
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