Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 819

"Xavier."

Xavier stood in front of the toilet, his back to her, his shirt slightly lifted, revealing a sturdy waistline.

Norah quickly turned around, a bit angry and embarrassed, "Why didn't you lock the door?"

The man didn't respond to her.

No customers came upstairs, and it was usually just him and Zachary who used the bathroom. They weren't women, why bother locking the door?

Norah didn't know what to do, so she said, "I'll wait for you outside," and then hurriedly ran out, closing the door behind her.

Xavier was startled by the sound of the door closing. He slowly pulled up his pants, washed his hands, and then left the bathroom.

There was only a couch in the living room, scattered with playing cards and alcohol bottles. The room looked messy.

This was Norah's first time upstairs, and she happened to walk in on Xavier relieving himself. She felt extremely awkward.

Xavier seemed calm, taking a cigarette from the pack and lighting it up before asking, "What do you need?"

Norah looked at him, trying her best to forget the awkward encounter, and said a bit angrily, "Are you the one pushing me away?"

"Yes," Xavier replied, "Damian will settle your full salary for this month. You don't need to come in tomorrow!"

Norah stared at him, "What did I do wrong, why are you firing me?"

"You didn't do anything wrong, you just don't fit in here," Xavier said, his eyebrows relaxing, "Like just now, you're a girl among a bunch of guys, and it's inconvenient."

He'd wanted to say this for a while, but she seemed so happy working in the store that he never got around to it until now.

"Just now was an accident," Norah sat down across from him, insisting, "I don't want the salary, but I'm not leaving!"

Xavier turned his head and said, "I'll give you the restaurant then!"

Norah taunted, "I don't like being a boss, I prefer being a waitress!"

Xavier commented, "You've got spirit!"

Norah couldn't help but laugh, her eyes still filled with tears, her laughter was like the moon emerging from the clouds, breathtaking.

After Norah left, Xavier felt a bit troubled. His intuition told him that Norah shouldn't stay here anymore. But she wouldn't leave even after he spoke nicely, and she cried when he was harsh. What was he supposed to do?

Ah well, maybe she just found the novelty of being a waitress appealing. Like a person who was used to eating delicacies suddenly finding a piece of bread delicious.

Once the novelty wore off, she would leave on her own.