Secretly Loving You's

Ch 22 - Meleyot

After that little incident, the atmosphere at our table became awkward. No more friendly events and getting to know each other. They join their own teams. Pretend to focus on the material presented by the presenter. I'm sure, in their minds there have been various kinds of speculation.

I turned my eyes to the figure beside me. The suspect who caused this awkward atmosphere. The man stared at the screen expressionlessly. Nonchalantly. Doesn't seem like a flash of guilt. It was as if his words just now had no impact.

Thought like anything, I still can't guess the purpose and reason he did it. His attitude like that was very unnatural. It's not like Mr. Armand. Actually, what's the point? Is it spontaneity or is there some other meaning?

This curiosity I can't contain anymore. I pulled up my phone and typed the thing I wanted to ask. Message sent. Mr. Armand's phone lying on the table shook. Signing that there is an incoming message. My message can be read without opening the lock. I saw Mr. Armand just take a quick glance. Then his gaze returned to the material on the screen. He ignored my message!

Ah, it's so gaunt. He can reply, but why ignore it? Still filled with curiosity, I picked up the paper and wrote a message there.

Why did you talk like that? The words of the Father can cause rumors that will have an impact on our work.

When I finished writing, I put the paper out. Again he just glanced. From the gurgle, it seems like he will ignore my message again. But a few seconds later, he changed his mind. He took a pen and wrote something. I waited impatiently.

Not long after, Mr. Armand again thrust the paper without seeing me. His gaze returned to the presenter and the material on the screen.

My expectations are too high. I think Mr. Armand will explain at length the reason for saying that, in fact, on paper it is only written one word.

"FOCUS!!"

It feels really upset. I tried to refute by looking at him continuously. Not the answer I got, but a stern and cold look. The undeniable gaze of a superior. The look of the eye that says to focus on looking at the screen. Listen to every given material and ignore the unimportant things.

Mr. Armand is back to being a flat and rigid boss.

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The first session of material giving has been completed. At exactly 12 noon, participants were given time to rest for meals and prayers. I don't want to waste this opportunity. Even if Mr. Armand returns to the factory suit, I won't be daunted. I have to get an answer.

As soon as I saw him standing up and out of the room, I followed him. My little steps are trying to keep up with her long steps. Trying to align steps.

"Sir, why did you say that?" We were passing through a corridor to the left of which was a classroom. Several times we passed by an acquaintance of Mr. Armand who tried to make small talk.

"Which word?" His face was expressionless. Either he was completely unaware, or was merely pretending to be clueless.

"Where?"

"Don't you realize what to pretend? You said his hands went numb from holding my head all night. People who listen will think that we spend the night together all night ...."

"The reality is like that, right." Mr. Armand replied casually. Low tone of voice, with an expression that remains flat. I became anxious myself!

"I mean, they'd think we slept together ...."

"Sleeping together, right?"

Arrrghhh, I can't take it anymore. How to make this human understand my words anyway?! I think I want to stomp my feet.

"Mother knows what I mean. We're just sleeping in the same place, out in the open as well. But someone else will think we're that ...."

"Aciuwww! It hurts sir." I rubbed the forehead that Mr. Armand just touched. I can only grimace and glare. I want to fight back but no courage.

"Focus on the goal. What's your purpose here?" whisper it right in the ear. Mr. Armand's body is too close. The smell of his body could be clear. Makes me lose concentration a little.

"Relief .... Learning new systems and new material?" broken answer. I saw a small grin on the corner of her lips. Is Mr Kaku smiling?

"Smart kid. Focus on the goal. Ignore the others" said Mr. Kaku as he rubbed my hair. Then with his leisure he passed away. Leaving me who was still dumbfounded staring at his back.

Unconsciously my hand was raised. Holding his own hair. Mr. Armand's hand rubbing is still felt. Gave me a warm feeling. Making the flowers on my chest bloom again. The painstaking feeling of being harbored began to rise back to the surface.

Argh!! You stiff and insensitive man!! Very smart to make the heart of virgin girl back to meletot!!

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