CEO’s Romantic Affair

“What did you eat for dinner?” Pulling a chair to sit down, Keith started clearing the books and stationery on the desk and preparing for her to go to bed.

“Steak,” She answered. “I ate a big half.”

He had received the message from his steward at dinner time that Miss Riley didn’t have an appetite. He didn’t question Cathryn’s answer but finished the clearing and got up and turned off the light while taking her hand, “Go to sleep first, I’ll take you to a fun place tomorrow.”

Cathryn nodded and followed him to the bedroom.

Keith still went to work the next day, but this time returned home at 5 pm when Cathryn was reading. She was wearing a large night robe and seeing the neatly dressed Keith at home, she remembered yesterday what he had told her.

No mood to dress up, Cathryn put on some comfortable sweatpants and a long T-shirt and followed him downstairs.

They went to the airport on the island, when she realized that this was a long trip. It occurred to her about his work, “Is everything finished at your company?”

“Jeremy’s there,” He answered shortly and picked up Cathryn with both arms and put her onto the jet.

The two went out to sweet travel, but Jeremy, who was called back to work in the office building, had no choice but to cry.

When the plane arrived at Jonathan City, Cathryn thought he was taking her back home. But when they got in the car prepared by the local staff, Keith drove in another direction.

Outside the window, sycamore trees were moving backward, and the path was crooked until Keith stopped the car and opened the door for her.

They are standing in front of Cathryn’s alma mater, the Jonathan Film Academy.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

After two years of graduation, the campus looked the same as ever. It was very early summer, and the young men and women in the school had already put on their shorts. The youthful and energetic students made a sharp contrast with their dull-looking graduate schoolmates.

Despite that it was a film school where handsome boys and girls were countless when Keith was standing in front of a 3. 0L turbo Cayenne, it was still an eye-catch.

“Let’s go,” He locked the car and looked back at her.

“Where to?” She stepped forward and followed. Returning to the old school was a bit sour and confusing for her.

“Your appetite has not been good recently, I’m taking you back here, and you can eat whatever you like here.” Keith smiled. “I heard from Jeremy that there’s some good food to eat around here. Do you have something particular you’d like to eat in your school?”

Hearing this, Cathryn was deeply moved and got back some of her sensitivity to food. She could feel that the gravy smells of different food were flushing to her nose from all the small food shops outside and inside the campus. The nerves of her smell organs had passed the excitement to the brain, which issued a command to the stomach to a vocal protest, blowing out the horn of hunger. She was suddenly refreshed, her recent gloom disappeared, and her eyes were shining at Keith.

“I do have a place I’d like to eat, let me take you there.”

The car was parked in the public parking space on the campus. They did not walk far when they stood at the small restaurant.

It was 7 pm and right at dinner time, and every shop was crowded with people. Cathryn took her date’s hand and went to the front of a rotisserie.

The name of this store was very simple. It was called “K-Roast”. As the name suggests, it is served with Korean barbecue.

The decoration of the shop is in sharp contrast with its name. The geometric embossed wooden door was adorned with some post-modernist posters, a wind chime hanging above, and ringed as the door opened and closed. After entering the door with a burst of gravy, the narrow space, which maximized its use, was displayed a total of three rows of tables. There were double tables in each row, and at each table sat a pair of lovers. All the guys were roasting while the girls were eating, creating an affectionate mood in the warm, small place.

Keith and Cathryn’s show-up gave the small shop bar another level up in the beauty index, which was originally high enough. The owner lady of the shop soon came to greet her new customers.

She aged very well as a middle-aged woman, her lips were red and her face smooth and glorious, looking almost like a mature woman in her late twenties. Seeing Cathryn stop a second, and without asking anything, she greeted them to sit down.

They went to the private box. Cathryn ordered from her old experience a cherry tenderloin, a pork belly, honey veal, and a few and waited joyfully for the dish.

It wasn’t the waitress who came to serve the dishes but the owner herself. After some chitchat, she seemed to remember something. She put down another dish of raw meat and laughed. “Hey, you didn’t order any seafood! I can remember that seafood was your favorite.”

The sudden remark made Cathryn surprised. She opened her eyes widely to look at the proficient shop owner and asked, “You remember me?”

“My dear!” The lady cried and faked a sad face. “How can I not? The students of the school go out to shoot all the time; basically, no girl would have as much meat as you do. How can I not remember you!”

Cathryn was speechless, “…”

Cathryn felt too awkward to reply, but apparently, her server didn’t feel the same. Her eyes moved to Keith, and she exhaled another “My dear!” and said to Cathryn in the ear, “That’s a cuter boy than any ‘Sexiest Guy of Jonathan Films’ here! You are so lucky here, my little lady.”

She was so close to coughing her barley tea out for that. Cathryn held it down and tried to explain, but the bold lady already turned and wriggled herself out.

Keith handed her a tissue and asked what had happened.

Her face turned red, and her body shrank a little. She lowered her head to drink from her cup, “The tea was too hot.”