Submit to the Boss He Rules the Boardroom and the Bedroom novel Chapter 330

Chapter 330 I'm The Owner

Jonathan Black gave a short with a sullen lace. "No, we didn't." Finishing that, he began to play games on his mobile phone. Lucia was helpless and got irked by his attitude but she could only heave a deep sigh to smother her anger. Actually, she could guess something from his expression.

Though Lucia didn't know how she hit his nerve, she was quite clear that signing the contract was beyond the

realms of possibility. Enough of waiting, Lucia was fully conscious that Jonathan Black showed the slightest inclination to discuss

the matter further with her, then she flatly left with a graceful smile.

She went to Central Hospital directly to visit her parents after leaving the shooting site. "Dad and mom, do you

have ever thought about living in other cities?" Whien they were having dinner, Lucia asked her parents after

some hesitation. Mrs. Mitchell paused for a moment when she heard Lucia's question. Stopping sharing the interesting stories

of others, she asked solicitously,"Is there anything wrong? Why would you like to live elsewhere?" "No..."

"Just asking," Lucia managed to stutter a reply.

Mr. Mitchell produced a smile at her reply. "Austos City is good for living in my opinion. Life moves slowly here

and the community service and urban public facilities are pretty good. To be honest, we have spent most of our

lives here and we are going to spend the rest of our lives here." Lucia nodded thoughtfully. She could not but hold peace given her father's words. Suddenly, her hand was taken by a warm hand. It was her father. "Lucia, I am a contented man now with sucha

happy family. The only thing I want is to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible. So, what you

have inentioned is not on my bucket list." Said Mr. Mitchell gently. "Hey, you can't say that!" Mrs. Mitchell cut in. "Our mission is not accomplished until our sweet honey gets

married!" "Well, I don't think so. Whether or not, she is our dearest daughter. I'll support her for my whole life!" Mr.

Mitchell contradicted. "Oh, no! I will not have it so. I don't want our pretty daughter to grow into an old maid and die alone or just

lump it as a spinster. OMG! It will be a miserable life for her if so!" Words were exchanged between the Mitchells, as well as waves of laughter. It was a scene of such domestic

bliss.

The scene warmed Lucia up inside and lier mouth quivered with the suspicion of a smile involuntarily. Such a happy family satisfied her extremely and kept her away from worry. However......

Every thought of the little creature inside her would pive her a wave of explicable warmth as well. Lucia took a

deep breath, reached out her hand, and stroked her belly softly. A mixture of feelings swept ler. She knew that it was impossible for her parents to sever all the familiar links and leave the city they had lived

in for almost their whole lives.

And she could not leave her parents behind without a backward glance and didn't give a shit about them.

Numerous thoughts whirled around in her thind and have her a headache, but she concealed her worries

successfully. After dinner, she had a chat with her father and then tucked him in before she left. When she got to her apartment, she was still brooding on those thoughts. Lucia was changing her shoes

looked really scary.

Lucia tried everything to repain control of her tremblinr hands so that she could bathe the cut with antiseptic

and put on a new bandare on it. Lucia sighed with relief when everythin: was done But she was curious about how did he come by that wound

on his arm. "How did you get your arm hurt?" She asked without an

vou et vour arm hurt?" She asked without any hesitation. "And why not go to the

hospital by yoursell?" "I'm thirsty." August simply just deflected her questions and looked up at her with a ghastly white face. Lucia was rendered speechless.

Eveball to eyeball, they two stared at each other. Ultimately, Lucia gave in with a wordless sigh and got a glass

of water for him. "Thank you." August took the glass of water Lucia offered him and expressed his thanks in a knowing manner.

His eyebrows finally relaxed. Saying nothing about it, Lucia turned on her heels leaving him alone behind, at this time, a voice came behind her and stopped her. "Just so you know, I have to stay the night here." "What?!"

Lucia got vexed instantly. "August, I have to make it clear to you that this is my home, you can't come and stay

at my home at will cuz you are just my superior at work." Her words didn't irk August, instead, he produced a smile with his eyes screwed up. "Have you ever thought

about how I got into your apartment?" Lucia was caught stupified by his question. August had got into her home several times and he entered here every time without her key... "Did you steal my key and make a replica?" "Am I such an immoral man?" Saying that he stood up slowly and walked toward her. Lucia stepped back subconsciously as he got close to her gradually. "Then how did you get in?" August was amused by Lucia's reaction. "Because I'm the owner of the apartment you lived in now." He leaned

forward and whispered in her ear. "What?!" "That's impossible!" Lucia's eyes widened as she heard what he had said. "You think it's impossible?" August spoke in a slow drawl, "How could you believe that you can rent such a fine apartment with a ridiculously low price?" Lucia was silenced by his stinging question in a minute. It stood to reason that it was absolutely impossible to lease the apartment with at a low price...