He probably wouldn’t care where I went but he did scold me a couple of times for getting home late into the night. Sooner or later, I’d have to tell him that I won’t be riding back with him. Sooner better than later, I guess. I might as well tell him now.
“You don’t have to wait for me after work today. I’ll go back to the mansion by myself,” I said.
Reiner glanced over at me for a split of a second before his eyes returned to the road ahead.
“I see…” he replied curtly.
After a few seconds of silence, I was sure that Reiner wouldn’t say anything more on the topic and that surprised me a little. I had thought that he would ask me about where I was going to go after work or how I was going to get back. Apparently, that didn’t bother him, and he clearly thought that it wasn’t his business. He’s not wrong about it not being his business but I still found it surprising for him not to care at all.
I turned to look out the window at the scenery that was passing by while also trying to hide the disappointed look on my face. Reiner did not mention anything about what transpired between us last night, and of course, I wouldn’t bring it up. His attitude towards me didn’t change. That was fine by me, I didn’t expect him to suddenly be lovey-dovey with me because we had a little bit of sex last night. Still, this indifferent attitude of his was driving me insane from frustration.
I tried making small talk with Reiner for the rest of the ride, but he didn’t respond much to me. Apart from an occasional 'ok’ or a nod here and there, Reiner was pretty much silent all the way. A sense of relief and freedom filled my heart when I finally got out of the car. That ride felt suffocating in more ways than one. I guess you’re back to square one again, Natalia. Good luck girl…
Reiner went straight to work once he entered his office. I followed quietly after him into his office. Reiner didn’t chase me out of his office which meant that he wanted me to help out with his work. It didn’t seem like I’ve made any progress in our personal relationship; however, I was proud to say that I made progress in our professional relationship. He now trusted me enough to share his work with me.
I sat down in front of the pile of documents that I was processing late into the night last night. Closing my eyes, I took in a deep breath and renewed my determination to find the solution to this problem. I’m going to prove to Reiner that I am useful and that I can do my job well. I won’t fail at this task no matter what.
“How should we proceed today?” I asked brightly as I turned to look at him.
Reiner’s face was stern, and he seemed to be very focused on something as he stared at his computer screen. I wondered what he was looking at. Slowly, I approached him.
“Knight? What are you looking at?” I asked curiously.
“Nothing. What were you saying just now?” Reiner asked.
“Oh, since we’ve entered in enough of the sample data, I was wondering what we should do next…” I replied as I awaited his instructions.
He was supposed to be my boss after all.
“What do you think we should do?” Reiner asked instead of replying to my question.
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