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AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm sorry for the lack of posting and this short update, my grandmother died and I'm feeling horrible lately, anyway, there is that and classes just started.

Chapter Twenty-One

The two women wait for their order-which seems to take longer with the growing awkward atmosphere-avoiding each other's gazes, still blushing.

Sharon clears her throat, gaining confidence all of a sudden, "How-How long have you known Seulgi? Including her working for you if you two met outside of work, of course," she stutters out.

"What the fuck am I doing? I never blush, stutter or even get shy!" Sharon thinks as soon as she acknowledges her unacceptable change of behavior. If her best friends were there, she knows they would have made sure to tease her.

Chaeyoung gulps, trying not to be flustered as she answers the question, "We met because of work, I seem to recall bumping into her just before she applied for the position but, I have known her for almost six years now, she was my first assistant you know, as soon as I sat down on that very office chair,".

Sharon nods, tapping her fingertips on the table, thinking of something to remove the awkwardness.

"How about you? Where are you from exactly?" Chaeyoung asks, genuinely curious, forgetting about the previous events that occurred.

"Didn't I sent you my file? You didn't read it?" gasps Sharon dramatically, putting her hand on her heart as an add-on to her little drama. Her boss slaps her arm as she laughs hysterically.

"Of course, I did. However, it was stated that you had moved and had been living in South Korea, there wasn't any statement declaring where you were born," The boss defends, genuinely telling the truth.

Sharon-wanting to make fun of her boss who seems to be flustered whenever she did-decided to tease her again.

"There was, you didn't read it, liar,"

"I did!" Chaeyoung pouts, crossing her arms as she looks at the other woman with puppy eyes, trying to look convincing.

"I'm just joking, I was born and raised in Japan," with this, the blonde-headed woman raised an eyebrow, looking at Sharon's face, noticing that it somewhat indicates that she is Japanese.

"Is that why you are fluent in Japanese? I seem to recall you saying, 'Ara~Ara', that's Japanese right?"

"Yeah, it is. Of course, I'm fluent in Japanese, Chaeng, I did say I was born and raised in Japan, didn't I?"

Chaeyoung rolls her eyes with this, "Seriously, I'm getting fed up with your sarcasm and this confidence of yours, did you forgot I'm your boss?"

Sharon ignores the sudden pang in her chest, choosing to stay quiet and not reply as she looks at the upcoming waiter, carrying their food.

She waits until the waiter served all the food they ordered, thanking him as she starts to eat silently, ignoring the feeling that she was being watched.

As soon as she lifts her spoon to feed herself some soup, she stops midway when she finally looks at her boss across from her.

There sits her boss, lips pursed, looking at her food gloomily. The secretary opens her mouth to say something, closing it when nothing comes out.