Chapter 103


    The silence inside the room came to an abrupt halt upon hearing those words. It seemed as


    though the person inside was wrestling with how to reply.


    He shoved the door open. Ready to pin ra against the kitchen counter and give her a piece of


    his mind,n froze at the sight of Greta’s face. “What are you doing here?”


    Greta, spat in hand, yfully smackedn’s cheek, “Still hungover, huh? What kind of dreams


    are you having this early in the morning?”


    Being mocked by his own sister darkenedn’s expression instantly, “Why are you in my ce?”


    “The nerve you have to ask. If it weren’t for me, you’d be toast!”


    “Where’s ra?”


    “ra? She couldn’t care less about you.”


    “That can’t be. I clearly remember her bringing me home.”


    “That was Heidi, and you nearly messed up big time not recognizing her, didn’t you know?”n


    stood petrified, his long, knobby fingers clenched into fists.


    Greta offered a sheepish grin. “If you can’t forget her, why hurt her so deeply?n, sometimes a


    man’s pride means he’ll end up alone. Out of pity, I made you breakfast. Enjoy it by yourself.” With


    a jingle of her car keys, she was gone.


    When Dawson walked in, he foundn lost in thought over the untouched breakfast. “Mr. Hayes, is


    the breakfast not to your liking?” he inquired.


    Dawson waved off the offer. “I’m stuffed. My girlfriend made me pancakes and an extra couple of


    eggs. I couldn’t eat another bite.” He patted his round belly for emphasis.


    His stare at Dawson turned unfriendly. “Feeling lucky now that you have a girlfriend?”


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    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    Without hesitation, Dawson nodded. “Absolutely. Someone to look after you, warm your bed.


    Life’s good.”


    ncing atn, he jabbed, “Mr. Hayes, you had the same with Ms. ra, didn’t you? And my


    girlfriend’s not even as nurturing as Ms. ra, yet I’m this happy. You must have been even


    happier before.”


    Lately,n felt his assistant deserved a good punch. Dawson was always salting his wounds. His


    icy eyes pinned Dawson as he asked, “Are you happy?”


    “Over the moon, Mr. Hayes. Maybe you should find a new girlfriend?”


    Before Dawson finished,n drawled, “There’s a project in Antartica that needs signing. You’ll go in


    my stead. It won’t be long, just over a month.” A mischievous smile yed onn’s lips as he


    grabbed his jacket and headed out.


    Dawson stood stunned for a moment before chasing after him. “Mr. Hayes, can I go somewhere


    else? Even a shorter trip would do. How about a week?”


    “Two months,”n replied, expressionless.


    “But my girlfriend-”


    “Three months.”


    Dawson mped his mouth shut, his face a picture of misery as he got into the car. He was certain


    his boss was suffering from a bad case of heartbreak. Ian couldn’t stand to see others doing well.