Sweetheart

Chapter 4

Amanda's POV

"Good morning. Where is the office of Tyler Davids?" I asked the woman in the lobby.

I married him and yet I do not even know where his office is.

"Are you Ms. Amanda Vega?"

I smiled. "It is Mrs. Amanda Davids now."

"Oh." She said in shock. "I'm sorry ma'am. His office is on the top floor. There are only two offices in there ma'am. Go to your left and it is his office."

"May I just ask, who's office is on the right side?"

She smiled. "It is Mr. Robert Davids' office ma'am."

"Oh okay." I said while nodding.

"Do you want someone to accompany you ma'am?"

"No." I said while shaking my head with a smile. "I'll be fine. Thank you."

I started to walk to the elevator, ignoring the gossips of other employees about me.

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"What is that?" He immediately asked when I stepped inside his office.

He raised his head and met my gaze.

"Don't you have a secretary?" I asked.

"Answer my question."

This man is really bossy.

"Uhm... sushi. And some pasta. I cooked them." I said and put the paper bag on his desk.

"Is that the dish your mom had been telling me that you're good at?" He asked.

I nodded. "Yung tanong ko."

"I have. It was the man outside." He said and brought a Tupperware out.

"Secretary mo 'yon? I thought bodyguard."

"Hmm. I don't like a woman secretary." He said and opened the Tupperware.

"Why?" I asked and helped him in bringing the other containers out.

"Most of women will just pay attention on their sex lives. Not on work."

His words caught my attention.

"You mean..."

He stared at me and spoke. "I never had sex with any of my employees if that's what you are thinking."

I felt relieved but at the same time... I knew I turned red.

I am old enough but dirty words are not my best friends.

"Let's eat there." He said with his usual cold voice, with his gaze on the dining area in the other corner of his office.

I just nodded and helped him carry the foods to the dining table.

"Ako na'ng bahala." I said and pushed him to a chair before getting some plates and spoons and forks.

"Did you go somewhere else?" He asked.

I glanced at him and continue putting foods on his plate.

"Oo. Nagpunta ako kanina sa supermarket. We ran out of groceries."

"You were with who?"

"I was with Mocha."

"Only her? No other guy?"

This time he held my wrist a bit tight.

"No." I answered without hesitation.

"Hmm..." He nods and let go of my hand. "I don't want any man near you."