Chapter 37
Janice tilted her head to avoid his kiss and sneered. “Mr. Gomez, what are yo
are you doing?
“You already know the answer,” Malcolm replied hoarsely, suppressing his desire.
Janice was amused. She locked eyes with him, revealing no sign of vulnerability. “What should I know? Why did you leave your fiancée alone at night to see me, your ‘old lover?
“You!” Malcolm felt hurt by her words. He picked her up and threw her onto the bed, pressing down on her.
“Janice, is it really necessary for you to speak that way?”
She met his gaze boldly and asked, “What? Did I say something wrong? When you defended your fiancée, did you consider my situation?”
Malcolm’s eyes darkened. Instead of answering, he lowered his head and kissed her fiercely, silencing her. His kiss was overwhelming and filled with an undeniable passion. Initially, Janice tried to resist, but soon she gave in to his tenderness
The temperature in the room grew increasingly hot. Ultimately, Janice focused solely on the moment, unwilling to disrupt the harmony by mentioning
the other’s name.
Time slipped away from her as she became oblivious to her surroundings. In the end, overwhelmed by exhaustion, she drifted into a deep sleep.
The next morning, Janice woke up to the sound of nmning water in the bathroom. A faint smile curved her lips as she approached the bedside table.
She retrieved fifty cents from her bag, tossed it onto the bedside table, and then ripped a sheet from the notepad. She wrote a few words on it and placed the note beneath the coin. Afterward, she exited the room.
After Malcolm stepped out of the shower, he noticed that Janice had left the room. Approaching the bed, he spotted fifty cents alongside a note resting on the bedside table.
In elegant handwriting, she had perined a message. “Your skills were exceptional, Mr. Gomez Here’s the tip
Upon reading those words, Malcolm was upset
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Janice arrived at the office early, but before she could settle in, a knock interrupted her. Kody stood at the door, beaming with a bright smile. “Janice, were you okay last night?”
Janice set the documents aside and smiled. “What could possibly happen to me?”
“Why was your phone off yesterday? I tried calling you multiple times but couldn’t reach you,” he asked, approaching her desk with a hint of worry.
“My phone died, and I forgot to charge it,” she explained calmly, though a twinge of guilt lingered inside her.
“By the way, you mentioned yesterday that your house was on fire. What happened? Are you okay?” he asked concernedly.
“Nothing happened. The neighbor made a mistake.” Janice replied calmly, sipping water to hide her guilt.
Kody intended to ask another question, but his attention was abruptly drawn to Janice’s flawless neck, where a prominent red mark stood out starkly against her smooth skin.
“Janice, what happened to your neck? It looks like a mosquito bite?” Kody asked, feeling puzzled.
