Chapter 61
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"So Keren just so 'happened' to be busy?"
"Why, yes. She had something to handle. She also told me to send you her regards, and that she will meet you later. What would you like to have?"
Although she didn't know just what was stopping her from getting up and leaving right away, Liz cursed it with all her heart while holding up the menu card to cover her face.
Was it the reluctance against insulting her boss twice?
Was it because of the possibility that maybe he was speaking the truth, however slim that chance seemed to be?
Or could it be…something else?
Regardless, Liz found herself slightly angry at everything that was going on.
Angry at herself for staying. And angry at the turn of events that had resulted in this dinner.
Hence, she decided that this dinner would be something the CEO wouldn't forget.
As the mischievous side inside Liz woke up once again, she looked around to see what she could use.
This mischeavous side had often aided her in the pranks she played on Luke, but she had decided to use it for the first time on this man.
Rifling through all the interactions she had had with him, Liz noted that she had already established that she could be clumsy, due to the incident that had happened during their first meeting when her hairpin had almost pierced the CEO.
The reason behind that had been the strange feeling she had felt about the man, but he wasn't aware of this fact.
Hence, it could be used now.
"Some hot cocoa would be great, it's really cold around here. I don't know about this cuisine, so please order the main course for me too."
"Very well. Keren told me that this restaurant has some excellent bolognaise. We can-"
As Will went off into the trajectory of ordering multiple dishes, Liz smiled inwardly, looking forward to seeing her plan come to fruition.
He had the gall to make her cry?
Well, it was time for payback.
After a few minutes, the dishes started to arrive one by one. Because of the anticipation she was feeling, Liz didn't concentrate too much on the food and just had a little of everything that was being served.
Finally, another minute later, the hot cocoa was finally served.
It was in a steaming ceramic mug, with marshmellows artistically placed on top.
The CEO hadn't spoken much till now, instead opting to eat first and probably waiting for a right time to begin the conversation.
Well, he wouldn't have a chance now.
As Liz got up and was about to bend forward in order to execute her simple plan, Will suddenly bent forward himself.
Due to his action, that damn scent spread over her again, making Liz feel as if she was once again a little girl just innocently happy due to the little joys in life.
Her hand, which had been on the way to knock over the cocoa in the CEO's direction so as to drench him and cancel the dinner which had 'coincidentally' come into existence, instead knocked it to the side, causing the cocoa to quickly flow across the table and drench both of them.
SSSSS
"Ow!"
While the CEO hissed slightly, Liz outright yelped in pain.
The cocoa had been burning hot, but thankfully, it hadn't fallen on any of her skin.
Her yelp had attracted the attention of the entire restaurant, making Liz blush while she tried to resist the pain.
Seeing her expression, Will quickly grasped her hand without thinking.
It was soft to the touch, giving him the urge to squeeze and hold her tight, but he ignored it in the heat of the moment.
Making her stand up, he said "Come with me," before leading her by her hand to the place where there were washrooms.
Liz's mind, on the other hand, hadn't been functioning since the moment she had realised that the CEO was actually holding her by her hand.
His palm was rough, making her wonder just what he was up to to cause them to become so.
Neither too hot or too cold, his skin seemed to be just the perfect temperature that gave her a feeling of relaxation and calm.
She had even been distracted from the pain, as she was too busy looking at his strong back while he led them forward.
As she finally saw the sign that said "Washroom", she wondered just what kind of fate she had that caused so many of their interactions to happen in this place.
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"So Keren just so 'happened' to be busy?"
"Why, yes. She had something to handle. She also told me to send you her regards, and that she will meet you later. What would you like to have?"
Although she didn't know just what was stopping her from getting up and leaving right away, Liz cursed it with all her heart while holding up the menu card to cover her face.
Was it the reluctance against insulting her boss twice?
Was it because of the possibility that maybe he was speaking the truth, however slim that chance seemed to be?
Or could it be…something else?
Regardless, Liz found herself slightly angry at everything that was going on.
Angry at herself for staying. And angry at the turn of events that had resulted in this dinner.
Hence, she decided that this dinner would be something the CEO wouldn't forget.
As the mischievous side inside Liz woke up once again, she looked around to see what she could use.
This mischeavous side had often aided her in the pranks she played on Luke, but she had decided to use it for the first time on this man.
Rifling through all the interactions she had had with him, Liz noted that she had already established that she could be clumsy, due to the incident that had happened during their first meeting when her hairpin had almost pierced the CEO.
The reason behind that had been the strange feeling she had felt about the man, but he wasn't aware of this fact.
Hence, it could be used now.
"Some hot cocoa would be great, it's really cold around here. I don't know about this cuisine, so please order the main course for me too."
"Very well. Keren told me that this restaurant has some excellent bolognaise. We can-"
As Will went off into the trajectory of ordering multiple dishes, Liz smiled inwardly, looking forward to seeing her plan come to fruition.
He had the gall to make her cry?
Well, it was time for payback.
After a few minutes, the dishes started to arrive one by one. Because of the anticipation she was feeling, Liz didn't concentrate too much on the food and just had a little of everything that was being served.
Finally, another minute later, the hot cocoa was finally served.
It was in a steaming ceramic mug, with marshmellows artistically placed on top.
The CEO hadn't spoken much till now, instead opting to eat first and probably waiting for a right time to begin the conversation.
Well, he wouldn't have a chance now.
As Liz got up and was about to bend forward in order to execute her simple plan, Will suddenly bent forward himself.
Due to his action, that damn scent spread over her again, making Liz feel as if she was once again a little girl just innocently happy due to the little joys in life.
Her hand, which had been on the way to knock over the cocoa in the CEO's direction so as to drench him and cancel the dinner which had 'coincidentally' come into existence, instead knocked it to the side, causing the cocoa to quickly flow across the table and drench both of them.
SSSSS
"Ow!"
While the CEO hissed slightly, Liz outright yelped in pain.
The cocoa had been burning hot, but thankfully, it hadn't fallen on any of her skin.
Her yelp had attracted the attention of the entire restaurant, making Liz blush while she tried to resist the pain.
Seeing her expression, Will quickly grasped her hand without thinking.
It was soft to the touch, giving him the urge to squeeze and hold her tight, but he ignored it in the heat of the moment.
Making her stand up, he said "Come with me," before leading her by her hand to the place where there were washrooms.
Liz's mind, on the other hand, hadn't been functioning since the moment she had realised that the CEO was actually holding her by her hand.
His palm was rough, making her wonder just what he was up to to cause them to become so.
Neither too hot or too cold, his skin seemed to be just the perfect temperature that gave her a feeling of relaxation and calm.
She had even been distracted from the pain, as she was too busy looking at his strong back while he led them forward.
As she finally saw the sign that said "Washroom", she wondered just what kind of fate she had that caused so many of their interactions to happen in this place.
"So Keren just so 'happened' to be busy?" "Why, yes. She had something to handle. She also told me to send you her regards, and that she will meet you later. What would you like to have?" Although she didn't know just what was stopping her from getting up and leaving right away, Liz cursed it with all her heart while holding up the menu card to cover her face. Was it the reluctance against insulting her boss twice? Was it because of the possibility that maybe he was speaking the truth, however slim that chance seemed to be? Or could it besomething else? Regardless, Liz found herself slightly angry at everything that was going on. Angry at herself for staying. And angry at the turn of events that had resulted in this dinner. Hence, she decided that this dinner would be something the CEO wouldn't forget. As the mischievous side inside Liz woke up once again, she looked around to see what she could use. This mischeavous side had often aided her in the pranks she played on Luke, but she had decided to use it for the first time on this man. Rifling through all the interactions she had had with him, Liz noted that she had already established that she could be clumsy, due to the incident that had happened during their first meeting when her hairpin had almost pierced the CEO. The reason behind that had been the strange feeling she had felt about the man, but he wasn't aware of this fact. Hence, it could be used now. "Some hot cocoa would be great, it's really cold around here. I don't know about this cuisine, so please order the main course for me too." "Very well. Keren told me that this restaurant has some excellent bolognaise. We can-" As Will went off into the trajectory of ordering multiple dishes, Liz smiled inwardly, looking forward to seeing her plan come to fruition. He had the gall to make her cry? Well, it was time for payback. After a few minutes, the dishes started to arrive one by one. Because of the anticipation she was feeling, Liz didn't concentrate too much on the food and just had a little of everything that was being served. Finally, another minute later, the hot cocoa was finally served. It was in a steaming ceramic mug, with marshmellows artistically placed on top. The CEO hadn't spoken much till now, instead opting to eat first and probably waiting for a right time to begin the conversation. Well, he wouldn't have a chance now. As Liz got up and was about to bend forward in order to execute her simple plan, Will suddenly bent forward himself. Due to his action, that damn scent spread over her again, making Liz feel as if she was once again a little girl just innocently happy due to the little joys in life. Her hand, which had been on the way to knock over the cocoa in the CEO's direction so as to drench him and cancel the dinner which had 'coincidentally' come into existence, instead knocked it to the side, causing the cocoa to quickly flow across the table and drench both of them. SSSSS "Ow!" While the CEO hissed slightly, Liz outright yelped in pain. The cocoa had been burning hot, but thankfully, it hadn't fallen on any of her skin. Her yelp had attracted the attention of the entire restaurant, making Liz blush while she tried to resist the pain. Seeing her expression, Will quickly grasped her hand without thinking. It was soft to the touch, giving him the urge to squeeze and hold her tight, but he ignored it in the heat of the moment. Making her stand up, he said "Come with me," before leading her by her hand to the place where there were washrooms. Liz's mind, on the other hand, hadn't been functioning since the moment she had realised that the CEO was actually holding her by her hand. His palm was rough, making her wonder just what he was up to to cause them to become so. Neither too hot or too cold, his skin seemed to be just the perfect temperature that gave her a feeling of relaxation and calm. She had even been distracted from the pain, as she was too busy looking at his strong back while he led them forward. As she finally saw the sign that said "Washroom", she wondered just what kind of fate she had that caused so many of their interactions to happen in this place.
