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Chapter 58 - We keep secrets because...

There was a woman peering at him when he opened his eyes. That gentle look and a face full or worry, he smiled.

He felt a pain on his head as he tried to struggle to get up. Then his eyes caught something that made him frown.

"Why does your frying pan look deformed?" was his first inquiry.

She smiled hesitantly and moved closer to him. She left the 'deformed pan' on the floor and felt for his head. The guy was shocked, he tried to move away. She looked at him guiltily.

"I'm sorry, I thought I got attacked." The guy's eyes widened.

"Are you sure that's what happened? Did you not just kill me?"

"Well, you're alive." She carefully responded. He just looked mollified.

"Are you sure I'm still alive." Her smile disappeared and she smugly looked at him.

"Darjo, stop joking and get out of my house." His eyes almost popped.

"This is how you thank me? You're not even apologizing?" the guy complained.

"You're the one that barged into my home. At least I'm not making you pay for the reconstruction of my door." he glaced towards the woman's door, it was a wreck. He just sighed.

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I looked after it while I guard you sleep." her lips curved as she smile but it just made him feel worse.

"You did not sleep?"

"How could I? My door is destroyed and your house is just left opened. What if someone comes over." He looked down.

"Didn't I come over?" she looked back at him as she stared at the wrecked door.

"Yeah, why did you come over?" she inquired.

"I heard you scream. I think you're having a nightmare." She looked ghastly and turned pale. But it was just for a second then she smiled again, as if she just remembered something.

"Oh, I was dreaming that I rode the rollercoaster alone." she chirped. He furrowed his brows, not believing a thing she said.

"Really?"

"Yeah, I'm just too afraid of heights that I freak out when I'm alone and I was alone on that dream," she became solemn as she spoke then she smiled again.

"Oh," he did not ask her any other questions anymore.

Darjo got up and walked towards the door, leaving the woman behind. When she heard his door closed, the woman sighed.

She did not sleep it's true but not because she wanted to keep watch of her house nor his. She stayed awaked because she's afraid of falling asleep and continuing the nightmare.

She picked up her phone and called someone. A couple minutes more and a couple of guys came over to fix her door. There's not much of a damage done so they just need to re-attach it. After giving her payment, the group left.

She prepared a hot pot and scooped some to give to her new neighbor. He's one of her boss's security detail but he mostly stays at the mansion so she usually sees him fooling around.

She knocked on her door and he opened it with a bored look on his face. He's holding an iced pack on one hand and had it pressed against where his bump was. She grimaced from guilt.

"Here, have some soup." He eyed the soup suspiciously so she stirred it, scooped a little and proceeded to gulp it down.

"I did not put any poison on this." The guy saw triumph on her face and he just shook his head.

"Is it edible?" he teased and she pouted. This woman actually looks cute.

When he tried to get the soup from her, she hugged it and walked away.

"Fine, I'll eat it myself." she said as she stomped to her apartment.

Darjo immediately knew he would be in danger at work if he keeps on teasing her. After all, she's the assistant of the cook.

"Hey, I was just teasing you-"

'Blag'

The door closed on his face and he just let out a chuckle. This will be very interesting, he turned to walk away as he shook his head, an amused smile on his face.

He felt his phone vibrate when he got back on his own flat and he answered the call before it ended.

"Hmmm." he just responded to the caller.

"It's fine, I can do it myself." There was gentleness in his voice but then it suddenly shifted to sounding sinister.

"I'll find out."

The store manager, Sweetheart, felt her feet go heavy as she walked towards the cafe. When she hesitates and stops to go back, a firm force pushes her to walk towards the cafe again.

She stomped slowly, still unwilling to walk. She sighed when she realized that she can't do it after all and turned on her hill to walk back home but she just felt her body being lifted from the floor and she found herself staring in front of the store.

"I really don't want to go. Did I not give my resignation letter already?" she pleaded and showed her puppy eyes on the force that pushed and lifted her up.

The force, Handsome, did not seem to hear anything and went on to tease her instead.

"So you want to put me on display here instead?" she pouted more but he just planted a kiss on it.

Her face grew red and she ran towards her previous office. The guy just followed her there, still giddy on teasing her.

"Besides, you passed the resignation to your admirer before. That guy is long gone. Your boyfriend now owns this place with you. It's a conjugal property-" Sweetheart placed her hands on over his mouth to stop him from talking.

She's starting to get mortified when she saw their crew coming over.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!" He chuckled lightly before stealing another kiss from her and running off her office.

"Your boss decided to stay." he nonchalantly announced to the stunned crew. Did he just smile talking about their manager?

They just nodded to acknowledge what their 'real' boss said and went on to start the day.

The day kept getting weirder as the 'real' owner stayed at the cafe all day, sitting in the corner, drinking coffee lazily on one of the corners of the place.

Their manager is no better, apart from going to the washroom, she never stepped out of her office.

The crews looked at each other nervously. Did a cold war broke?

Behind the close door, Sweetheart is busy punching a message on her phone. Outside, on one of the tables, the boss's phone lit up and he smile as he read the message and typed a message to reply.

Why are you still here?

How did you know? Come out, I miss you already.

Don't you have work to do?

I haven't had a vacation in so long, I can take it now.

Don't you have anywhere else to do?

I want to do everything here?