Calvin could imagine Belle feeling all cringey as he held her in his arms, and he started laughing out loud.
Belle stretched out her hand to thump him, but he grabbed it and seized the opportunity to take advantage of the situation. Belle was completely defeated.
A five-minute task turned into a thirty-minute task with Calvin's constant teasing.
After applying the medicine, Calvin had no intention of leaving at all. He took out his cell phone and fumbled around, clicking on a news channel. Putting on a pair of headphones, he lounged on the couch.
Belle had long been acquainted with Calvin, that scoundrel. If he didn't leave, then she wouldn't be able to force him to leave either.
She just pretended that he didn't exist.
The hour of the car exhibition was approaching, and she couldn't delay her work anymore.
Refusing to pay him any heed, she walked to the desk and continued her work.
However, she was really not used to having someone staying by her side when she was at work, especially when it came to such a man whose second nature was to encroach upon her personal space. It would only make her feel uneasy and distracted.
Calvin just continued to lay claim to his seat, unable to be driven away. Belle expended what seemed like an interminable stretch of time to get used to his presence.
Outside the office, Steffan stood in front of her door.
The laughter and flirtatious banter in the office struck his nerves from time to time. He stood there, with his fists clenched, and his face stiffened.
It wasn't until the laughter had died down that he turned his head and walked away.
At noon, Calvin dragged Belle to the hotel to have lunch. After forcing her to take a break, he then brought her back to work in the company.
In order to help him apply his medication, she had wasted a lot of her precious time. By the time she got off work, the program drafts were still not done. In order to complete the plan that day, Belle had to work overtime.
"Belle, are you going to sleep in the dormitory today, or are you going to follow me back to the hotel?" Calvin questioned when it was time to get off of work.
Belle thought of the embarrassing situation the previous night. If she did not follow him, then this guy would not let it go. Instead of another night of squeezing, it was better to play along with his orders. At that moment, her eyes turned to him and she said, "I promise to go to the hotel with you, but you have to promise me that you'll leave me here so I can continue my work without distractions. Wait for me at the hotel."
"Not a chance. If I leave you, then who knows if that scoundrel, Steffan, would step inside your office?" Calvin was not at ease and resolutely rejected her offer.
"But if you don't leave, then I can't concentrate on my work, which will only prolong my working hours." Belle gnashed her teeth and stomped her feet, her face turning red with fury.
Calvin pondered for a moment and said, "Let's do this. I'll wait for you in my own office upstairs. However, don't work until too late."
"Fine." As long as this guy left her alone, she would be thankful. She didn't care where he would be. Belle immediately agreed.
Calvin ordered dinner for the two of them. After they had their dinner, he finally left Belle and returned to his office.
Without any distractions in the dead of the night, there was stillness and inspiration, so the plan was completed.
She stood up, exhausted from her neurotic thoughts.
Due to the poor conditions and uneven water heating system in her dormitory, Belle was accustomed to taking a bath in the office before going back home.
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