Still You Still Me Still Falling novel Chapter 69

Edmond shot him a freezing glare. "Since when do you talk this much?"

Dante snapped his mouth shut.

Edmond picked up a book, but after several minutes, he hadn't turned a single page.

For the first time ever, Dante had no idea what his boss was thinking and didn't dare say another word.

A long time passed before Edmond finally spoke. "Ignore her."

"Understood," Dante immediately replied.

Edmond tossed the book aside and walked over to the desk to check his emails.

When Sheila didn't receive a reply from Dante, she sent him another message that night.

Dante debated whether or not to respond.

Edmond's "ignore her" was clearly loaded with personal emotion.

Having worked for him all these years, Dante knew his boss's temperament well enough.

If he replied, Edmond might get angry.

If he didn't reply, Sheila might misunderstand.

After thinking it over, he sent a brief response.

Receiving his message finally put Sheila's mind at ease.

She could have easily contacted Laura privately, but it felt wrong to sneak around.

If Edmond found out, it would be impossible to explain.

So, if she wanted to see Tilly, she had to play by his rules and inform him first.

The next day at noon, Sheila finished her work and headed to the hospital.

When Cecil saw her, a rare smile touched his lips. "You actually came? Why waste the trip?"

"I was worried you wouldn't listen to the doctors," she said, taking a seat beside his bed. "How are you feeling today?"

She kept him company for a while before excusing herself, citing afternoon work.

"It's his chronic stomach issue, it needs proper rest and care. But after all the alcohol he drank the other night... why don't you go in and check on him yourself?"

"I'll pass," she replied smoothly. "But could I trouble you to let me know whenever he figures out what those three conditions are?"

Dante felt like screaming.

He absolutely refused to play the middleman in their toxic romance.

Especially since Edmond clearly hated the idea of him doing it.

"You'd be better off asking him yourself," Dante suggested.

"I was going to get his number, but he clearly wanted nothing to do with me. I'm not going to throw myself at him." She paused. "Has Tilly left yet?"

"They're flying out tomorrow," Dante said, eager to escape. "I have some things to handle, so I'll be going now."

"Wait, Dante. If I go see him... would that be too intrusive?"

Dante internally cheered. "Not at all! I'll walk you there right now."