The Woman From Hell
Chapter 1978

"Be sincere." Drover's tone was solemn.

Hattie seemed to be under enormous pressure. It was like having a mountain pressing on her back. She had to apologize again due to this pressure. "I'm really sorry. I didn't mean it." "It's okay." I waved my hand.

After apologizing, Hattie's eyes suddenly became sharp as if she was warning me.

After she left, Drover turned around and continued to look at me. "Are you really okay?"

"I'm fine, really. If it weren't for you, odds are I wouldn't be." The scene from before scared me just thinking about it.

Drover glanced at the tools, then looked at the windows that were left unfinished. "She wants you to clean the windows?"

I shrugged. Sighing, I turned back to wash the dirty rag before putting it back in my hand again. "Yeah, the old chief is injured. Nicky asked her mother to come over to be the acting chief and to make my life difficult. It's just cleaning windows. It's no big deal."

"It's dangerous. You're pregnant." Drover's words were filled with worry.

I signed an 'OK' gesture, indicating that I could do it. "Don't worry. Today was just an accident. She was also frightened just now. She probably won't come to supervise me in the future."

Knowing that he could not convince me, Drover stopped arguing with me and just took the tools from my hands. "I'll wipe the rest for you."

"How can you do such a thing?"

He, a leader in the artificial intelligence industry, was stooping so low to clean windows. If word were to spread, his reputation would be ruined. I wanted to take the rag back, but Drover raised his arm to prevent me from touching him. "I'm taller than you. It'll be faster if I wipe. I'll be done in a while. You rest."

His voice was filled with a sense of security. I did not try to stop him anymore and quietly watched his tall body stand in front of the windows as he wiped them up and down. This scene was not something I could even dream of in my dreams.

If only he were Theo.

My eyes narrowed, and a curtain of sadness fell over them.

Some time passed. "It's done." Drover pulled my thoughts back.

When I looked up at him, there was a little more tenderness in his eyes. My heart was warm, and I caught a glimpse of the sweat on his forehead. I took out a tissue and handed it to him. "Thank you Wipe the sweat away."

"Thank you." Drover wiped his face and smiled naively.

He had wiped himself all over, but he was still sweating. I shook my head and took out another tissue with a smile, then I helped him with the places he did not reach. "Doyou

have a business dinner after this?"

"No, so just a wipe is enough." Drover looked at me.

My movements were very gentle, and they seemed to have stunned him for a while. Looking into his deep, black eyes, I was also startled.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

I withdrew my hand. Taking the rag from his hand and putting it in the bucket, I then picked up the tools. "Go back to your work. I'll be heading back too. Thank you for today."

"Ah, yes." Drover was also a little flustered. He hesitated a bit before answering me.

I picked up the tools and quickly left

the stiff environment. My heartbeat was flying all over the place when returned to the department. One of the ladies saw me like this and asked me with a smile, "Did you

meet your lover?"

"No, no, don't get me wrong." I shook my head, unable to calm down for a long time.

Suddenly, she touched me and told me to look outside. Drover actually came. He was holding something of mine in his hand. "You dropped this."

"Oh, thank you." I got up and accepted it.

"Then, I'll be off first. Bye."

"Bye-bye."

Turning around, the lady smiled. "Isn't it him?"

"No." I shook my head and then entered the tool room.