The Day He Matured

After dropping me off at the company gate, Brian immediately drove away. Even though I didn’t want to look at him, I didn’t understand why I kept turning my head after taking a few steps.

I’m regretting it because I can only share the car with him for a short time, right? Maybe so.

Persistent, stupid love. I shouldn’t fall in love with a man who is married or has a girlfriend.

I don’t know if in the future my relationship with him will be as good as before.

Hellen once broke up with him, but she and he can still get along and be close. What about me?

“What are you thinking, Bella? Are you going to wait until he divorces his wife or breaks up with his girlfriend? You’re really crazy.”

After scolding myself, I quickly returned to my office and turned on the computer, continuing the task assigned by Brian.

Having a meal with him took me a long time and now I have to concentrate as much as possible to finish the idea.

If I hadn’t carelessly damaged my personal laptop, I would have been able to go home and continue working.

When I heard the heels of my colleagues in the room knocking on the floor, I knew it was time to get off work.

In the past, I always lingered and was the last to leave, so no one asked me why I hadn’t come back or reminded me that it was time to get off work.

Quiet space helps me focus more. My fingers try to type as fast as possible but are still very slow compared to the average person.

Fortunately, these hands can still work, otherwise, I have to carry the bag down to the foot of the bridge to beg.

The only sound around me now is the clack of the keyboard. I’m sleepy now. Usually, at noon, I will take a short nap.

However, this afternoon, Brian took me with him, so I didn’t have time to sleep and as a result, my eyes were closed, and the words were also misspelled.

At this rate, I will surely die.

“Take a break.”

After telling myself, I put my head down on my desk, closing my eyes. With just five or ten minutes of deep sleep, I can regain the energy to continue working.

I understand my body very well. I shouldn’t mistreat it, it’s a pity that it has suffered a lot of damage, both inside and out.

I don’t know how long I slept. It wasn’t until I felt someone’s hand patting my shoulder that I jumped and looked around.

I can’t believe the person who just touched me is Harold.

“General Manager of Hana Corporation. Hi… hello.” I quickly wiped the saliva on the corner of my lips and spoke softly.

“General Manager of Hana Corporation?” He smiled wryly and asked me back.

“Ah, I called you like that to distinguish you from the general manager of the AD company.” I quickly explained.

Because this corporation is too big, too many employees. I didn’t dare to call him by name, so there was no other way to call him.

“Are you overtime? Aren’t you Brian’s secretary? Why does a secretary have to work overtime?”

Harold’s eyes must be bigger than mine, right? He’s surprised, isn’t he?

Yes, the job of a secretary is to arrange the schedule for the boss, remind the boss, make coffee, and go with the boss. In short, wherever the boss is, the secretary will be there, unless he doesn’t need me to follow him.

However, I am an unlucky secretary because I have a boss who is my ex. So, I was turned into a multi-functional secretary.

“Oh, yes. My boss gave me some work and I haven’t finished it yet.”

Harold moved his gaze from my dull face to the computer. His hand quickly reached out, touching the black computer mouse.

The moment the proposal for planning an advertising campaign appeared, I saw his brows furrow.

What’s up? Did I do something wrong? Is it like a mess?

I still haven’t arranged the sentence to be complete, smooth. In short, I’m not done yet.

“It’s okay, it’s just that the meaning of the text is not expressed in the best way, still confused.”

Listening to Harold praise half and criticize half, I nodded rapidly because I felt it was not good.

I do marketing and advertising, my mouth says good words, but when I express it in words, it’s not so good.

My worst subject was literature, the best I ever got in this subject was six, not more.

“These ideas are old ideas, I got them from old documents of the marketing department.” I bowed my head and replied softly.

“The best and fastest way to attract and gain sympathy from people is through charity-related activities. What do you think if we hold a music show and a party to raise funds for this?”

To be honest, I had thought of this idea before but didn’t dare to include it in the proposal.

Why is the man in front of me thinking the same thing as me? He is the general manager of Hana Corporation, when he said that, I could only nod in approval.

“Write it in.” Harold smiled and raised his eyebrows to signal me.

At this moment, I was like a man hypnotized by Harold, hastily doing what he said. However, I had only typed five words when he grabbed the keyboard and quickly typed.

His arms were like two crab claws wrapping me in the middle, making me hold my breath, glued to the computer screen.

“Your movements are too slow, is your hand injured?”

My fingers involuntarily twitched when he asked.

This man is so delicate, he only glimpsed my movements, and he knew I was hurt.

“Ah, I can’t work fast, my fingers are a bit stiff…”

“Lend me your swivel chair, please.”

Harold stepped back so I could stand up, and then he hurriedly took my place.

A smart person differs completely from a stupid person, his movements are very fast, and there are no spelling errors.

This serious and professional look suddenly reminded me of Brian.

I did not expect that I would find Brian’s figure in his brother, who is not related to his bloodline.

Fifteen minutes passed. Yes, exactly fifteen minutes and no more since Harold sat down, the idea proposal was completed.

I opened my eyes wide, read it, and realized it was perfect, the sentences were short, full of meaning, and not lengthy like I used to do.

I can’t deny that Harold is the bright heir of the Hana Corporation. He made me widen my eyes. Oh no, my eyes are about to fall out.

“Done.”

He pressed a few times on the keyboard, and soon a sheet of paper appeared from the printer.

I picked it up and looked it over again.

Harold is like my lucky man. He was like the Buddha who appeared when I was dreaming and helped me complete the work.

“Thank you, General Manager of Hana Corporation.”

“Yes, I accept your thanks. However, please call me Harold. I don’t like the way you just called me.”

What? He gave me permission to call him by his name, didn’t he?

I was busy thinking, so I didn’t answer him. It wasn’t until he tapped me on the forehead that I woke up, nodding quickly.

And right now, I was almost dumbfounded when I saw him smile at me, a bright and very gentle smile.

It seems that the leaders of Hana Corporation are all very warm, except for my ex-boyfriend.

“Do you sleep at the company?”

“Yes, there is a room reserved for senior staff. Due to a different time zone, I couldn’t sleep, so I went around and saw that there were people in this room, so I went in to check it out. I didn’t know that person was you.”

The space fell into silence for a few seconds, then Harold spoke up. He offered to take me home, and I immediately agreed because there was no reason to refuse a nice man like him.

I already took his help, so it doesn’t matter if I get another help from him.

We walked out of the room together. The sound of my heels hitting the floor made the space less quiet.

Previously, I only saw Harold elegant and well-groomed in expensive suits, but now I find him extremely simple, with a wide white T-shirt and long dark sweatpants.

His fashion style is not much different from Brian’s. Perhaps they imitated each other.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Oh, it’s raining.” I exclaimed as we both walked to the porch.

“You just stand still here lest you get wet, let me drive here.”

After saying that, he ran away very quickly, along the porch and straight to the parking lot.

I could see his t-shirt was wet as he walked through the roofless place.

Am I awake or dreaming? The general manager of Hana Corporation is worried about me.

Compared to the fact that Brian loved me, Harold shocked me more. After all, he and I only met a few times.

The night wind hit my body and made my heart freeze. Memories of that year kept rushing back, causing nostalgia in me to rise.

Brian, he was once my own. If the relationship between me and him never ended, surely in times of heavy rain like this, the person beside me is him.

The white car quickly stopped in front of me and the talented man also hurriedly got down, holding an umbrella to cover me to go to the car.

“What are you laughing at?” I widened my eyes in surprise when I saw Harold laughing as soon as he returned to the driver’s seat.

“Oh, I lost the bet.”

“Huh? You…did you bet?” I asked in awe.