“Wait for me in the office until I finish,” Bill whispered. His lips were very close to her earlobe that she could feel the refreshing warmth of his breath. It gave her a chill down her spine. Arabella instantly opened her eyes and saw Bill smirking handsomely. She blushed as she felt embarrassed with the thought about Bill was going to kiss her. Even the elevator scene had changed too.
For an inexplicable reason, she felt very annoyed and disappointed.
“Ding!” It was the elevator. It opened and Bill got out first. She followed feeling a bit off as she shook her head trying to get rid of the unusual feelings she had. As her thoughts ran wild, she just thought that maybe she was just a little sensitive today because of Jayson. Then she heaved a heavy sigh to let go of all of her frustrations.
When they entered the CEO’s floor, she saw three unfamiliar figures.
They were sexy hot models but they dressed smart and professional.
Arabella smirked at the thought of Bill’s type of woman.
Surely, he picked and chose these females as his receptionist and secretaries.
No wonder, Bill also had changed.
Bill had already people on the CEO floor.
“Good day, Mr. Sky.” Upon seeing Bill, the three women greeted him in chorus.
Bill just nodded at them casually and when he suddenly realized Arabella’s presence, he stopped.
He held Arabella’s arm. “This is Ms. Arabella Jones. She would accompany me for today.” Bill stated briefly then he dragged Arabella inside.
Arabella could not feel any happiness by the way Bill introduced her to the girls.
‘Ms. Arabella Jones?’ How Bill spoke her name made her feel so annoyed and it was like a restless boomerang in her mind. Earlier, when Bill claimed to Mrs. Hansen and the crowd that she is his wife, she wanted to protest but now that Bill introduced her real name to the girls she still wanted to protest.
What’s the matter with her?
She hated herself for being so sensitive about everything.
Arabella could not understand herself today.
As she was trying to satisfy herself, her inner thoughts were still restless.
‘Why did he claim me as his wife but to the girls I’m just Ms. Arabella Jones?’ She rolled her eyes as her thoughts went deeper.
‘Why? Is it because they were girls?’
‘Is it because he didn’t want them to know about her?’
‘He didn’t even introduce them to her.’
‘I don’t even know their names!’
‘Are they his secretaries or girlfriends?’
Arabella was walking back and forth along with her crazy jealous thoughts.
She wanted to ask him but she could not. She dared not.
What would Bill think of her if she would do that? Bill would just laugh at her and he would humiliate her for sure.
‘Arabella stop acting like a jealous wife!’
‘You are not his wife!’
‘Do not let yourself fall into his trap again. Please!’
She was seriously struggling with her messy thoughts until someone knocked on her door.
She felt nervous thinking that Bill was already back.
Bill left her inside and went to the next room for a board meeting but thinking about this, it was so quick or maybe he left something inside.
Nevertheless, Arabella managed to fix herself on the couch.
She was sitting properly holding a magazine and pretending to read it.
“Come in.” She acknowledged the knock.
Just a few seconds, the blonde sexy woman outside strode inside with a tray in her hand.
Her long hair was neatly fixed in a ponytail style.
“Good day, Ms. Jones. I’m Cherrie… Cherrie More.” The tall woman said politely.
For Arabella, she was the friendliest among the three women as her face had a trace of gentleness and the rest were so stiff and had a strong persona.
Arabella smiled sweetly and nodded back to acknowledge the woman.
“Mr. Sky sent these to you. He ordered that you have to take this to cure your cough. Should I put this one on the table, Ms. Jones?” Cherrie asked with a friendly smile.
Arabella could not answer her as her words seemed to be stuck up in her throat.
‘Cough?’
‘She has a cough?’
She frowned trying her best to decipher what the medicine was all about.
Then she finally smiled ridiculously.
She remembered her coughing inside the car with Bill.
All she thought was Bill didn’t hear it as he was not paying attention to her.
All she thought Bill didn’t notice her coughing but he did.
But it was a fake cough!
Her smile had become stiff when she had to accept the medicine.
How could she possibly tell him or Bill’s secretary that it was a fake cough?
“Okay. Please… thank you.” After a moment of contemplating, she accepted the medicine.
“If you need anything Ms. Jones, please do not hesitate to let us know. Should I take my leave now?” Cherrie was nice as it showed in her smile.
“Yes, please… Thank you.” Arabella was always nicer to those people who were nice to her.
After hearing her, Cherrie nodded at her politely then she strode out leaving Arabella seriously staring at the medicine in the small-size gold tray.
She had to dispose the medicine immediately if she didn’t want Bill to discover her.
It would surely lead to awkwardness.
She didn’t know that her fake cough would bring her into deep trouble.
As the thought of it, Arabella quickly stood up and got the capsule.
Her eyes saw a trash bin but it was under Bill’s table.
What if he accidentally kicked it and the capsule went out? Oh, that was not a good idea.
In her pocket.
But what if she forgets about it later and Adam or he would find it? No, it was also not a good idea.
After a while, Arabella’s eyes lit up.
She seemed to find the best solution to her problem.
How could she dispose of the medicine?
Flushed in the toilet.
For her, Bill surely had a zero chance to find it.
Then her problem was solved.
Determined about her plan, she strode towards Bill’s restroom but she had a problem again.
Bill’s restroom was inside his private room.
Staring at the doorknob of his private room, Arabella was hesitant to hold it as lots of memories of Bill and her were inside the room.
Is she ready to see his bed again? Is she ready to see his cozy room again? Or is this room also changed?
Having this question, Arabella felt her curiosity was awakened.
There was a part of her that wanted to see his private room again.
Perhaps she would comment on the interior design or she would compare it to the old one.
Surely, she would not be disappointed with the change because Bill had the most elegant taste when it comes to decors and fixtures.
There was no doubt that all his mansions were the grandest in Capital Z and overseas.
Arabella turned around first. Her eyes were vigilant like she was about to do something bad and she had to make sure that no one would witness her.
When everything was clear, she slowly walked forward and held the doorknob.
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