Her eyes widened in shock as she caught a glimpse of the men’s underwear inside. She opened her mouth, poised to explain, but when she met my indifferent gaze, she cleared her throat and replied, “Alright, I’ll have a word with Colton and ensure he’s more careful next time.”
Noticing my lack of enthusiasm, Verity awkwardly suggested that I could come to work with her today.
Despite our seven years together, where we had weathered countless storms, she had always been strict about keeping work and personal life separate—never once did we commute together.
Yet now, on Colton's first day at work, she was already bending the rules, providing him with transportation.
Lost in thought, I felt a strange pain surge through my eyes, causing me to drop my spoon and fork onto the floor. Trembling, I bent down to retrieve them.
When I straightened up, Verity stood at the door, her back to me.
“There’s an urgent matter at the company,” she said quickly. “I’ll accompany you next time.”
With that, she hurried out, leaving me in a sudden silence.