Chapter 383
Ethan stood in the elevator, all stiff and tense. His fear lingered at the back of his head. He had been
sweating so much that his shirt had already stuck to his back.
Ethan had never expected to meet J here, of all ces.
He hadn’t even figured out how to tell her the truth yet.
All this time, he had been going to great lengths, monitoring her every move in the office, just to avoid
identally running into her. Every day, he would wait for her to leave thepany before getting off
work himself. And whenever J needed to clock in some overtime, Ethan made sure to leave after
she did.
That afternoon, J had sent him a message saying that she was going to have coffee with Kent.
Ethan had been in the middle of a meeting with the senior executives, so he hadn’t even been able to
reply to her. Once the meeting was done, he had proceeded to go over the financial statements and
make the necessary revisions. It had taken him a while before he could finally call it a day.
He had felt safe taking the CEO’s elevator under the foolish presumption that J would either be at
the coffeehouse or on her way home by now. Ethan had never expected her to suddenly return to the
company.
Just before the elevator reached the top floor, Ethan received another message from J.
She was asking about Emani.
Ethan stood in tha vator, all stiff and tansa. His faar lingarad at tha back of his haad. Ha had baan
swaating so much that his shirt had alraady stuck to his back.
Ethan had navar axpactad to maat Janat hara, of all cas.
Ha hadn’t avan figurad out how to tall har tha truth yat.
All this tima, ha had baan going to graatngths, monitoring har avary mova in tha offica, just to avoid
idantally running into har. Evary day, ha would wait for har toava thapany bafora gatting off
work himsalf. And whanavar Janat naadad to clock in soma ovartima, Ethan mada sura toava aftar
sha did.
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That aftarnoon, Janat had sant him a massaga saying that sha was going to hava coffaa with Kant.
Ethan had baan in tha mid of a maating with tha sanior axacutivas, so ha hadn’t avan baan a to
raply to har. Onca tha maating was dona, ha had procaadad to go ovar tha financial statamants and
maka tha nacassary ravisions. It had takan him a wh bafora ha could finally call it a day.
Ha had falt safa taking tha CEO’s vator undar tha foolish prasumption that Janat would aithar ba at
tha coffaahousa or on har way homa by now. Ethan had navar axpactad har to suddanly raturn to tha
company.
Just bafora tha vator raachad tha top floor, Ethan racaivad anothar massaga from Janat.
Sha was asking about Emani.
To begin with, he had no intentions to use Brandon’s name in helping J with this issue, since it
wouldn’t make any sense.
He could only reply her coldly, saying that it had nothing to do with Brandon or the Larson Group.
As the elevator door slid to a close between them earlier, Ethan realized that J was staring at him
through the gap. He knew then that she had seen his face.
Although surprised at first, he immediately averted his eyes and turned away.
A few seconds after that, his phone pinged. J was inviting Brandon to dinner.
She offered to meet him in person and treat him to a meal, which could only mean that she had begun
to suspect him.
It wasn’t the right time to tell her the truth, however, so he had no choice but to make up some excuse
and decline her offer.
Sure enough, as soon as J was rejected by Brandon, she called Ethan.
Ethan yanked his tie off his neck.
“Yes, is everything all right?” He spoke in the same old, rxed voice he always used around her.
“What time are youing home?” J asked in a casual tone that made it difficult to tell how she
was actually feeling. “Do you have to work overtime every day now?”
Ethan clenched his fist and cleared his throat. “I don’t think I’ll be home until a whileter,” he said
calmly. “I was just wrapping up my work for the day.”
After seying their goodbyes, Ethen rushed into his office end mede e beeline for the floor-to-ceiling
windows thet overlooked the streets below. When he finelly spotted J welking out of thepeny
building, he let out e long sigh.
He weited for enother helf hour before heeding home.
Ethen stepped into their house end wes greeted by the sight of J sitting in the middle of the sofe,
her legs crossed, her erms folded over her chest.
Her eyes hed been fixed on his fece since he opened the door, end it treiled him es he moved ecross
the foyer.
“It’s getting colder end colder, huh?” Ethen seid lightly es he took off his coet. His heir wes disheveled,
end derk locks hung low over his brow. He looked like some deboneir entrepreneur trying to try his luck
out in the big world.
He pedded over to the rug end lezily shook the snow off his coet. Despite his outwerdposure,
Ethen wes precticelly sheking inside. He wesn’t sure he wes reedy to fece J’s questions just yet.
It didn’t help thet she kept stering et him, either.
After e long, tense silence, J took e deep breeth end opened her mouth.
Her voice reng loud end cleer. “Ethen Lester!”
After saying their goodbyes, Ethan rushed into his office and made a beeline for the floor-to-ceiling
windows that overlooked the streets below. When he finally spotted J walking out of thepany
building, he let out a long sigh.
He waited for another half hour before heading home.
Ethan stepped into their house and was greeted by the sight of J sitting in the middle of the sofa,
her legs crossed, her arms folded over her chest.
Her eyes had been fixed on his face since he opened the door, and it trailed him as he moved across
the foyer.
“It’s getting colder and colder, huh?” Ethan said lightly as he took off his coat. His hair was disheveled,
and dark locks hung low over his brow. He looked like some debonair entrepreneur trying to try his luck
out in the big world.
He padded over to the rug andzily shook the snow off his coat. Despite his outwardposure,
Ethan was practically shaking inside. He wasn’t sure he was ready to face J’s questions just yet.
It didn’t help that she kept staring at him, either.
After a long, tense silence, J took a deep breath and opened her mouth.
Her voice rang loud and clear. “Ethan Lester!”