Sofia stared seriously at Calista, her beautiful employer looking very different from her usual self. Sofia's anxiety from hearing Calista's screams might have been the beginning of an event that shouldn't have happened.But as she looked directly at Calista, something was different. Something that made Calista slightly disappointed yet also happy. Yes, Sofia could see a joyful expression on Calista's face that was beginning to blush.Her cheeks turned rosy with the corners of her lips curling upward. Calista smiled shyly and lowered her head. Something had happened to her. Something that made Calista very happy but had a small tinge of disappointment afterward.It made Sofia suspicious, especially since this morning Calista had left Gibson's room. What was she doing so early in the morning? Or had Calista been there since last night?Sofia's mind started filling with numerous questions she wanted to ask Calista. Meanwhile, Calista, who remembered the events from last night, couldn't
Calista and Gibson walked downstairs together. They appeared quite awkward, constantly stealing glances at each other. The awkwardness nearly caused Calista, who was walking ahead, to stumble on the stairs due to her own feet. Fortunately, Gibson's reflexes kicked in, and he grabbed her hand, bringing them closer.Calista widened her eyes as their faces got so close. She could even feel Gibson's breath on her face. Calista's heart was racing too fast. Her eyes kept staring into Gibson's, and she couldn't control her feelings, which were now fixated on Gibson's lips.Lips that were so sensual and captivating. They made Calista blush and feel a warmth throughout her body. So much so that Calista leaned in, and their lips were just inches away from each other."Are you okay?" Gibson asked, snapping Calista out of her trance."What? Uh, I'm fine," Calista replied nervously and pulled away from Gibson. She quickly continued walking downstairs.Calista felt extremely embarrassed by her inab
That morning, after having breakfast together, Gibson and Calista headed to the shooting location. Today, Calista had a shooting schedule, so Gibson had no choice but to accompany her."Are you sure you're still shooting this morning?" Gibson asked as they sat in the car.Calista furrowed her brow, turning to Gibson, who was currently focused on driving. "What do you mean?" Calista replied.Gibson fell silent for a moment; this conversation was heading into sensitive territory, so he tried to find the right words to convey to Calista."Well, it's just..."Calista furrowed her brow again, realizing that Gibson had stopped speaking, as if what he was about to say was incredibly difficult."Just say it, Gibson, what's wrong?" It feels like Calista can't stand seeing Gibson like this, especially with his current demeanor."Calista, your walk looks different today," Gibson began. He paused, and it immediately made Calista understand."Yes, I know what you're thinking, Gibson, but I still h
Gibson, still inside the restaurant, gazed at a woman who was none other than Almeta. She seemed to be contemplating the offer presented by Gibson."Alright, Gibson, I accept your offer."Gibson promptly extended his hand, attempting to shake hands with the woman before him."Pleased to work with you, Almeta. I'm sure you can do it in less than a week," Gibson praised Almeta."Thank you for your trust, Gibson. I'll do it as you promised."Gibson nodded and withdrew his hand after the handshake."Alright, I have to go now."After saying that, Gibson got up from his seat and walked out of the restaurant until his steps halted upon hearing a call from someone."Hey, Gibson."Gibson turned and was surprised to see who was standing before him."Richard?"The man named Richard smiled, stepped closer, and now stood right in front of Gibson."How have you been?"Gibson furrowed his brow, not understanding why Richard was being so casual, as if he had something planned for Gibson."What's up?"
At the famous hospital, several people were currently watching a familiar woman, and they undoubtedly knew who she was. That woman was none other than Calista.Right now, Calista stood in front of the room where Gibson was being treated. Some of Calista's subordinates were also present because Calista had called them to come.Calista's gaze was fixed on Gibson through the window. Several tubes were now attached to Gibson's body, while he remained unconscious.Calista sighed, feeling a tightness in her chest as she looked at Gibson lying on the hospital bed. She had never imagined that Gibson would go through this, considering that when they first met, Gibson had appeared as a sudden hero who came to her aid."What happened, Gibson? Is that really you?" Calista continued to stare at the unconscious man with several tubes attached to him. Calista couldn't believe that this man was Gibson, but the reality was undeniable.Behind Calista, her subordinates exchanged glances. They had been s
Calista, who was filled with worry, rushed over to Gibson as he was about to wake up from his sleep. She was extremely anxious upon hearing that Gibson had been hospitalized and had to receive several stitches in his abdomen."What are you feeling right now? I'll call the doctor," Calista said, turning to leave the room.But Gibson quickly caught Calista's hand, stopping her in her tracks."No need, the nurse was here earlier when I woke up. She checked on me. I just shouldn't move too much," Gibson said, wincing in pain from the stitches on his abdomen. Perhaps the effects of the anesthesia had worn off."Really? What happened exactly? How did you get injured like this?" Calista asked, choosing to sit in a chair beside the bed.Their hands remained intertwined. Calista wore an expression of genuine concern, her forehead furrowing and her face devoid of its usual smile."I'm sorry," Gibson replied, not answering Calista's question, feeling guilty for causing her such distress."Why ap
Tonight, Gibson, who was still in the hospital, turned his head when he heard his phone ring. The phone was on the nightstand, its screen lit up as someone was calling.Despite the pain from the stitches in his abdomen, Gibson reached for his phone, determined not to let this opportunity slip away."Argh, darn it! Thanks to Richard, my stomach hurts like this. How could he do this to me?" Gibson muttered as he grabbed his phone.The phone continued to ring even as it was now in his hand. Gibson furrowed his brow when he saw a new number calling."Whose number is this?" Gibson wondered.Curious about the new number that had appeared on his phone, Gibson pressed the green button to answer the call.Once the call was connected, Gibson placed the phone near his ear."Hello," Gibson tried to greet the person on the other end. He furrowed his brow again when he realized there was no response at all.Gibson attempted to move the phone away to check if the call had been disconnected. The call
Taking a deep breath, Gibson's eyes were fixed on a package held by Callista. His suspicion grew as the package arrived without a sender's name, making him think it might be something dangerous.As Callista was about to open the intriguing package, Gibson quickly snatched it from her, surprising her and leaving her visibly irritated. Her face no longer friendly, a clear sign of her annoyance."Why did you take it, Gibson? You scared me half to death," protested Calista, clearly upset."I did it because I was worried about what might be inside. I feared it could be a bomb," defended Gibson.Calista rolled her eyes at Gibson's reasoning, finding it excessive, especially in a hospital setting, where someone giving a package would think twice about putting a bomb inside."You're overreacting, Gibson."Calista tried to take the package back from Gibson, but he held it firmly, not letting her open it."This package belongs to me, so I should be the one to open it," Gibson insisted, refusing