Boss's Sweet Secretary

Bastain's hand had not yet touched the door when the door opened with a click, a gap appeared between the white door and the door frame, revealing the dim light inside.

Jackson stood behind the door in a simple beige pyjama, holding the door handle with one hand and staring at him with a frown.

"What is it?"

Lonely nights were always endless. The wind blew through the windows, making bleak sounds as if someone was singing their pain away. Some were drunk, some sober, and some seemed sober, but they were drunk on the street.

The next morning, Jennifer woke up quietly as Rose had just bought breakfast back. If Rose hadn't sat by the bedside all night and felt very uncomfortable, she wouldn't have gotten up so early in the morning. She also especially went to buy breakfast for Jennifer.  As soon as she put down the breakfast, she saw someone with dishevelled hair coming out of the bedroom.

"Hey, this appearance is good enough to apply for a job at the haunted house and they wouldn't even need to put make-up on you."

Rose had always been straightforward, and she did not sleep well last night, so it was normal for her to be a little grumpy now.

There was a full-length mirror in the corner of the living room, which happened to reflect Jennifer's unkempt look. She looked like the ghost from The Ring, except that she came out of the bedroom instead of the TV. 

"Last night... I..."

"You called Hans's name all night last night. That was kind of annoying."

Hearing Hans's name, Jennifer's heart sank and her face turned pale. The scene from yesterday afternoon played in her head again. Her fingers trembled and she couldn't help clenching her fists, suppressing the sadness in her heart.

Seeing her sad face, Rose couldn't bear to hurt her again. She took out a cup of coffee and some bread from a bag.

I will help you apply for leave when I go to work. Don't mess around.

looked up at the clock on the wall. It was 7:30 and she still had time to

no need for that, I'll go to work

burning up last night,

at Jennifer as she changed her shoes

you for eight years, and I know exactly what you're going to do. I know you're worried about Hans picking a fight with you, but you can't ignore your own well-being. You don't

again. "If I had known this would happen, I would resign directly instead of

went to the Joy Group for internships. Originally, only Jennifer worked as a secretary, and Rose worked in the HR department. Later, when her relationship with Hans turned bad, Rose was transferred to the secretary department for

didn't seem like a promising career. She didn't care about herself, but

worked for ten years at her old department.  At that time, Rose

stood and hesitantly twisted the lower hem of her pyjamas, which made Rose anxious. "Alright, alright, come and let me check. I will let you go if

was stubborn. If she didn't let her go, she might still tidy herdelf and

was better to promise her directly to prevent

her hand before putting them on

end, she was unable to stop

the door of the president's office right

in." Hans sounded calm as

a hurry to

was sitting behind the desk, his black shirt was unbuttoned at the top, showing his solid chest, and his slender fingers tapped on the keyboard. He was strangely calm

calmer he was, the