His Nineteenth Secretary [✔]

Thirty

After I got back home from work that day, since Brian didn't return before and after I had eaten dinner, I had no chance to ask him about the box of white roses and the other things he sent me before retiring to my room for the night.

While lying in bed under the covers, my eyes wouldn't leave the glass vase that was now seated on my dresser that which was holding the white roses Brian sent me and the ones I got from my department members earlier today.

However, the fact that the white roses I got from Brian outnumbered the ones I got from my department members was doing me no good as they continued to bring back memories of Mike.

During the period we dated, there were days I would arrive at work in the morning to have a bouquet of red roses waiting for me at the receptionist's desk and that naturally brought along with it other good memories we had together.

Seeing I wouldn't be able to get any sleep until the following morning that way, I decided to take some sleeping pills.

At 11pm I was still tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep. I was becoming restless. It wasn't until I returned from the bathroom where I had gone to relieve my bladder and decided to check if at all I hadn't made the mistake of taking the wrong pills did I notice that I had actually taken some stimulants instead.

And so at 12am, I had found myself standing before the door of Brian's room.

I knocked on the door hoping that he was still awake and he had opened the door shortly after.

His room was dimly lit since he already switched off the lights. The only source of light was the one from his laptop and luckily for me, this could only mean he was still busy with some office work.

"Hey, what's wrong? Are you not feeling too well?"

I knew my face must look tired but I didn't know I would look sick to him instead.

"Can I keep your company for a while?"

I could read the shock on his face at my request.

"I won't make any noise. I'll be quiet." And then I made as if I was zipping my mouth.

Not raising an objection, he shifted to the side to give me enough space to walk inside the room.

I still couldn't get any sleep but having someone next to me was much better.

"Why did you decide to send me white roses, cupcakes and macarons yesterday?" I asked him the very instant he shut his laptop. He turned on the bedside lamps in the room with a remote before turning in his seat to face me.

"Sending you those is no big deal, Ruby."

I narrowed my eyes at him, not believing that he just said that.

"I just wanted you to have a good day at work." He confessed.

"Why would you suddenly decide to send me those because you wanted me to have a good day at work?" I laughed but it happened to be a humorless one.

He furrowed his brows a little, "You want to know why?"

"Yeah, I want to know why." I couldn't believe my courage.

Or maybe I don't.

Just when he was going to open his mouth to speak, I suddenly sprang to my feet.

"Don't bother giving me an answer to that. Since the effect of the pills I took is already wearing off..." I quickly stopped talking because I initially didn't want him to know about the pills I took but I just gave myself out.

"You were unable to sleep because of some pills?" He caught on.

"I mistook them for sleeping pills."

"What about now? Still not feeling sleepy?"