Chapter 62. He Is Sick (1)

“No, he is very nice,” she said with a forced smile while emphasizing the word nice.

“That’s good to hear.” Derek nodded and stood up then went toward the counter. ‘Wait, hadn’t he eaten?’ she stared at him perplexedly as he returned with a plate of food.

“Derek, did you also arrive now?” she inquired. “Don’t tell me Mr. Long had given you another pile of work again.”

Derek chuckled and shook his head then started eating with his head down, a small smile appeared on his lips which Clara didn’t notice.

After he was done, they chatted a little and she bid him goodbye before going inside the elevator.

She walked toward the Office, ignoring the secretaries again then stopped at the door. She softly knocked with knitted brows as it didn’t open automatically like always.

Her feet were sore as she stood there for ten minutes without the sign of the door opening. Did he go home already? why didn’t he inform her? She stood like that for another five minute