Paula brought the bouquet home, wondering who sent it for her. She took the bus home, trying to ignore people's eyes on her. Who wouldn't? The bouquet was big and beautiful. When the bus was about to reach the destination, she pressed the button to notify the driver that she wanted to get off at the next stop.
This time, she used a bus card to pay instead of coins. When she learned about the card, she immediately bought the card from the driver. It was far more convenient that way.
The cold air of early December immediately struck her flawless bare skin. It was refreshing but also cold at the same time. Paula's apartment was not so close to the bus stop. It needed five minutes by foot to reach her apartment. When she was about to open the door, her smartphone rang. It was a video call from Monica.
"Hi, Monica!"
"Hi, Paula! How are you?" Monica greeted her in a cheerful voice.
"Great!" Paula lied. She forced a smile to convince Monica that she was okay. "As usual."
Paula entered her humble apartment, almost forgetting to take off her shoes before stepping on the wood flooring. This was Japan anyway. She wanted to get used to Japanese customs and manners.
"Hi, did you receive the gifts from everyone?" Monica asked enthusiastically.
"Gift? You shipped gifts for me?" Paula asked in confusion, checking her mailbox to see if there was a notification from the shipping company. "I didn't receive anything."
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Monica wide-eyed, looking at Paula in confusion. "Ah, forget it! How was work?" she quickly changed the topic. "You look so tired, girl!"
"Hmm ... how to say ... we already caught the traitor, but still, something is strange. I don't think that it was completely solved," Paula said, hesitantly. "I don't know how to explain to you. It was just a hunch."
Monica nodded. "I hope the truth will be revealed as soon as possible. Oh, Paula, you looked so miserable at this condition. Don't stress out too much! Share your problems with anyone you can trust!" T/his chapter is updat/𝓮d by n𝒐v(ê(l)biin.c/o/m
"Thanks, Monica." Paula smiled at Monica while taking off her furry white coat and hung it on the coat stand at the corner of the narrow living room.
"Be healthy! Don't always buy food outside. Make your healthy food at home. I can provide you some recipes if you need," Monica advised Paula just like a mother said to her daughter.
Paula chuckled lightly. She didn't like if someone would mother her. But she already got used to it. Monica was just trying to show some affection to her.
"I will!" Paula showed Monica fresh ingredients in her chiller. "This is healthy! Okay?"
Monica giggled at Paula's annoyed look. She knew that Paula was just kidding. Minutes later, they ended the conversation then Paula quickly took a shower.
After rinsing her body with hot water, Paula cooked chicken salad. It was a little too much. She kept the leftover food in the container.
Paula took a sip of hot chocolate. When feeling quite refreshed, she readied herself to return to work. She opened the laptop on the table to check the time table. That's when she realized that she still had a lot of unfinished work.
"What stuff do I need to do first?" she talked to herself. "Ah, this one is the most important thing."
She had to figure out how not to throw away items that weren't launched so they wouldn't end up as trash. They were not defective items. They were valuable.
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Billionaires with Benefits
RomanceThis story is not mine. It's for offline reading purposes only. Author: Rachel_ET ------------ Could lust turn into love? Paula was arranged to marry William although he already had a lover, Lea. Sounded like a cliche arranged marriage story because...