Even Millie was looking at me differently after my interaction with Michael.
She was the only person in the whole office who was nice to me. I panicked at the thought of losing her trust.
“I’ll go get lunch.”
I did not know what else to say. So, I blurted out whatever came to mind and excused myself.
My heart was still unsettled even after I came back to the office. Michael’s action was really suspicious. He could well text me or send me an email, but he chose to talk to me in close proximity in front of everybody.
I went to his office to deliver him the food before going back to my place for the fear of him nitpicking on me. Once again, all my colleagues’ stares trailed my movement as I walked into Michael’s office.
I feigned composure and walked in as if I had real business to talk to him about.
To ensure people outside did not second-guess our relationship, I dropped his lunch on his table and turned to leave.
“Have you eaten?”
Michael called out to me before I walked past the door.
I stopped and looked back at him. “I will go in a bit.”
I thought I was smart by thinking he would let me off the hook if I told him I had not eaten.
“Then just stay and eat together. I don’t think I can finish everything.”
What’s wrong with him? I could not believe he said that.
“It’s okay. I’ll just eat on my own. You’re the CEO here and I’m the employee. It’s best if we keep our distance before everyone else senses something fishy.”
I had already incurred public wrath when he asked me to buy him lunch and even offered me help with work. If I stayed and ate with him, everyone at the office would wage war against me.
“Do you want me to repeat myself? Don’t test my patience.”
He was fixed on not letting me leave. He knew I was afraid of him, so he went ahead and threatened me.
I tried suppressing the anger in my heart and walked toward him.
He passed me a pair of cutlery and started eating himself.
He knew people would have their doubts if I lingered too long in his office, but he asked me to stay nonetheless.
He was doing this on purpose. I lost my appetite, thinking about what others would say. It was not until Michael finished lunch that he let me out.
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