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Chapter 51
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Marissa’s heart raced a
varm breath caressed her
cheek. She felt a rush of emotions, unsure how to
respond to his advances.
Were they really subtle advances or was she imagining
it? She kept looking into his eyes and wondered how she survived without those orbs.
“So, what do you say about my suggestion?” He asked her with a knowing glint in his eyes.
“What?” She seemed startled and had completely forgotten what he was talking about.
“Lunch? Remember? That’s what we were talking
about…”
Marissa’s mind was racing, thinking hard. She could. feel conflicting emotions and knew this was not her right to sit and eat with him.
He had been crystal clear about his priorities in life. She didn’t want to complicate things in her life
further.
any
“Is… is this lunch necessary? Like I can tell you about
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our kids without this lunch or breakfast…” her voice was barely above a whisper, “I appreciate your offer, but it’s not necessary. You are already doing so much…”
“And what is that?”
She chuckled at the absurd question, “Hiring me here, paying me good… not good but handsomely… I can get rid of all the loan I took from this…” She realized that
she was opening up to him.
“It’s, ok,” his expression turned somber, “If you don’t want to have lunch, it’s perfectly fine…”
“Yeah…” she nodded, “thank you…”
“Yeah…” he also nodded, “how about a Dinner?” Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
Marissa couldn’t control it, throwing back her head she laughed hard not realizing that he was staring at her
with a serious face.
“Now why this dinner invitation, Mr. Sinclair?” she said trying to control the mirth bubbling up in her chest.
“The same reason,” he shrugged, “To talk about our kids.” Like her, he had also pulled back and now was sitting beside her leaning back a little.
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But he was not ready when she got up and turned to
leave her room.
“Ms. Aaron…”
“I need to discuss those event plans with Dean otherwise my team might think I am wasting their time…” She started taking back steps with a grin on her face, “We can have lunch. Dinner might be too much for me at the moment. If it’s for our kids‘ sake, then I guess a harmless lunch might do.”
With that she left the office, leaving him there rooted
to the spot, just like she did four years ago.
When he couldn’t move forward with his life.
***
She was going through all the files step by step when Dean received a call on his intercom.
“Marissa. I think this is for you,” he handed over her the receiver and kept highlighting important points written there. With a small frown, she placed it against
her ear.
“Yes?”
“Aren’t you feeling hungry?” she rolled her lins
between her teeth w
card Rafael’s voice. Raising
her eyes she looked at the huge wall clock and then for a moment her eyes darted towards Dean. It was almost past lunch times and she had kept Dean busy with her. He must be hungry too.
She thought guiltily and placed the receiver back. Dean was sitting there as if he couldn’t hear anything.
“Dean. Why don’t you go to the cafe and have lunch? Sorry for keeping you hungry…” She started arranging the files and stretched in her place.
“Will you join me?” he asked her, and she shook her
head with a smile.
“Not today. I’ll have my lunch with Rafael. Need to
discuss few things with him,” she said without feeling any remorse or guilt because this was not a lie.
After all, she wasn’t having any secret relationship with
the boss.
She had to discuss a few things, but they were not related to the office. With one hand, she tried to
balance the files and waved at him before going inside the President’s office and Dean stayed like a statue in
his seat.
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Marissa hadn’t realized it but she called the boss by his first name. Rafael
***
This time on her insistence Rafael just ordered a Rice dish with beef curry. He was listening to her quietly but intently.
She was telling him about Ariel and Abi, and while
listening to her, he wanted to ask how her childbirth went. Was it all painful?
Was there anyone with her holding her hand at the time of pain or she bore it all by herself? So many questions were racing through his mind and all he wanted to do was turn back the clock and be with her.
“Abigail is the most innocent of all in looks but she is the naughtiest. But they have taken after you, they all are so intelligent.”
She was telling him about his kids with so much eagerness.
“Alexander is so much like you. When he meets you, he might act cold initially but don’t worry about that. I’m sure you two will get along once he comes around this
idon of mooting his father” Cho took the anoonful of
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rice to her mouth.
Rafael was holding his plate but more than eating he was busy playing with his food.
“They love arguing with each other and I usually have
to act as a referee…”
“-They sound like a handful,” he remarked with a playful smile, “I’m sure they keep you on your toes.”
Marissa chuckled and moved her head in agreement, “You have no idea. Sometimes it feels like I’m running a
circus instead of a household…”
Rafael got silent after that. They were settled on the couch having lunch in his office.
And all he could think of was noisy mornings and chaotic evenings with his kids and… with his wife.
No, Rafael. You are treading on thin ice.
“Sometimes Alex calls me Momzilla. He thinks that I
can be as sweet as a cupcake but can turn into a Godzilla in a matter of seconds,” Rafael noticed her flushed cheeks while talking about her little family and all he wanted to do was join the circus and be a part of
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Kids are not enough Marissa. They are not the only reason for my anderton stay. I’m here for you,
darling.
He knew that the moment these words would leave his
mouth, she would be out of this room and out of his life in a jiffy.
She was telling him more about their kids‘ mischief when his phone that was placed on the nearby table started ringing.
Marissa looked at the screen and felt her body going
stiff.
Valerie’s name was flashing on the screen.
A bitter reminder that Rafael was married to her!
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