The Double Life of a Secretary (Leo and Megan) novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137 

Megan took a deep breath. 

Wendy was young, so she must be afraid of staying alone in a tent in the mountains. Normally, she would have agreed, but now Leo was here. 

She only hated why she had spoken so much nonsense to him just now. She should have driven him 

out directly. 

Hearing that she did not answer, Wendy called out again, “Ms. Reed, are you asleep?” 

“She…” 

As soon as Leo said a word, Megan covered his mouth and stopped him from saying anything. 

Leo frowned unhappily. Megan covered his lips with one hand and pressed her index finger of the 

other hand on her lips, indicating for him not to make a sound. 

“Ms. Reed?” 

Wendy called her again. 

It was completely silent. 

“Ms. Reed may have fallen asleep. She must have gone to bed early because she was so tired during 

the day…” 

Wendy muttered in a low voice and slowly left, her voice getting farther and farther away. 

After confirming that she had finally gone far enough, Megan let go of her hands. 

Leo licked his lips subconsciously. The warmth of her palm seemed to still linger on them, but now was blown away by the cold wind. It was a pity. 

“Why are you covering my mouth?” 

Megan rolled her eyes at him and said, “Sasha has already caused me a lot of trouble. If someone sees you in my tent, she will definitely try every mean to deal with me.” 

“Which brand of hand cream did you use?” 

“Do you think I have to protect my face and hands like Sasha? I’m just a secretary. I can’t finish my work every day. I don’t have time to apply hand cream.” 

“You really didn’t use any?” 

Megan frowned and asked, “Why are you asking this?” 

“No, I just think that your hands smell good.” 

Megan sniffed her hand, but there was no smell at all. 

But now was not the time to gossip with him. 

She unzipped the tent and made a ‘please’ gesture. “Quickly leave.” 

At first, Megan thought that no one would know what had happened tonight. 

However, not long after she woke up the next morning, Patti James came to ask her, “Ms. Reed, did Mr. Mayor go to your tent last night?” 

Megan was startled and looked around. When she saw that there was no one else around, she was relieved. “No, why do you ask?” 

“I went to Mr. Mayor’s tent last night and wanted to ask him if he had any other instructions, lest he look for you again. I wanted you to have a good rest. But when I got there, I found that there was 

no one in his tent!” 

“Maybe he went to the loo.” 

“That’s what I thought at first, so I waited a little longer, but I didn’t see him come back!” 

“Maybe he was pooping.” 

“But I’ve been waiting for almost one hour! It’s probably not that long, is it? Is Mr. Mayor 

constipated?” 

Megan almost spat out a mouthful of water. In the end, she tried her best to control the muscles on her face to prevent herself from bursting into laughter. 

Seeing her reaction, Patti gasped. “Is Mr. Mayor really constipated also?” 

“Why use ‘also’? Who else is 

“My husband,” Patti said, “it’s not easy to be an elite. On the surface, he looks glamorous, but in fact, his body has become a rotten wood. My husband is almost forty years old, but we don’t have much sex now. He has a weak heart and a weak stomach, but he is ten years older than Mr. Mayor. It 

seems that Mr. Mayor’s hard work over the years has made him older inside.” 

Megan didn’t dare to say anything. 

How could she say that Leo was actually very energetic in that aspect? Wasn’t she courting death? She would never say it.