No One But You novel Chapter 3

As he approached me, a peculiar faint smell of tobacco penetrated my nose.

Vaguely, I always felt like I've smelled it somewhere.

Instead of shaking my hand, he sat down on the sofa across from me and looked at the badge hanging around my neck. "Your name is Betty?"

"Oh no." He played his cards a little unnaturally, and my rhythm was disturbed by him, “My name is Josephine, and the reporter scheduled to interview you is on a business trip."

I raised my eyes to his face.

I knew a bit of Calvin.

DonHiu Group was founded by two brothers. It was said that the father was a famous official in his family, but the two sons were also the best in the group.

In a few years, DonHiu Group was developed into a large enterprise in C Country.

Calvin was young, it was said that he had not yet thirty.

So for such a representative young businessman, there must be something worth exploring.

But Betty's interview was too simple and flatteringly written.

I didn't expect him to be so handsome. Even if he was in a movie, he would not be beaten by any male star.

I looked at him lost in thought, he bent his fingers on the table and knocked once, “Miss Josephine, there are flowers on my face?"

Of course not, I looked at his resolute forehead and answered truthfully, "I always feel I have seen you somewhere."

"I've been doing a lot of interviews lately," he chuckled.

Maybe it was on TV. I had no interest in these iconic characters, and even when I saw them I just glanced at them.

I turned on the recorder and the interview began.

According to the transcript, the interview went smoothly, though without much spark.

Till the end, my phone rang in my bag.

Glancing into the open bag, I found it was Daniel.

I'd been looking for him for twenty-four hours, and he finally showed up.

I put the phone through without thinking and went straight out of the reception room to answer it.

"Where have you been?" I asked as soon as I connected.

"Josephine," he said in his usual soft voice, "Did you called me a lot?"

"Where have you been?"

"I was on a business trip and left in a hurry yesterday. I didn't have time to tell you."

"Ok." I asked him something more important, “Let me ask you, what happened after the night I accompanied you to a party a month and a half ago?"

"How can I remember it after all this time?" He tried to muddle through. "Josephine, I have business, I'm going to hang up."

"Daniel, don't hang up!" I called his name through gritted teeth. "Why was I in the hotel? Why were you not there? Why didn't you take me home when I was too drunk?"

"Josephine, I explained to you last time. As I just put you in place, my leader called me, so I went to work, and I did not bother you since it was too late."

“You didn't touch me?"

"Of course not."

I laughed. Did the child fall from the sky?

"Okay," I nodded. "Since you haven't touched me, let me ask you, why am I pregnant?"

I asked in a calm voice.