Online Dating: My Partner Is My Boss!

Feeling heartbroken, I returned to the office. When I arrived, I worked on the proposal, hoping to forget everything. However, instead of feeling relieved, the sadness only became more intensified.

All I could think on my mind was the way he humiliated me in front of everyone. How he had called me a pig who could not make even a decent proposal, yet still had the nerve to play on my phone. 

Well, he was not exactly working either, was he? When I looked back, I was certain that he was not working either. He was busy bombarding me with messages from the moment he entered the building.

I was so infuriated and frustrated about the whole thing. However, despite all this, I still missed him terribly.

After all, during our relationship, he had been so devoted to me. His affection was dripping from every word that he wrote over the phone.

We met in a game. He was a terrible player but he loved playing. One day, I saved him then the next day I was paired with him and carried him to victory.

This made him admire me. He followed me everywhere and shamelessly declared himself as my disciple.

Later, when I knew he was an orphan my heart went out for him. I made every effort to cheer him up and make him happy.

One of the main motivations for me to work very hard was so I could save enough money for us to get married.

In my mind, because he was an orphan, I thought he did not have anyone who cared for himand he was deprived of love and money. He had to struggle to get by.

However, in reality, when his father passed away, he left him with several companies and huge fortunes. What's more, the richest man in Charlestown adopted him.

Forget it! Whoever wanted to continue this stupid proposal could do it!

The next day, I had to drag myself to the office. There were dark circles under my eyes from sleep deprivation.

Just as I had arrived, out of the blue, an ominous announcement greeted me. "Heads up, he was already here." 

Instinctively, my body shivered and I immediately snapped awake. "W-what? Why? Doesn't he only come once a week?"

Even as I spoke, I had already moved to my workstation and pretended to be busy with my computer.

The black-rimmed glasses that covered Finn's eyes flashed as if he had turned to look at meand this made me suspicious. Did he recognize me? 

Maybe my decision to delete his contact was a wrong move. By doing so, was it not the same as admitting my guilt?

No, no! I refused to believe that. After all, he was so old-fashioned, he could not be that smart to realize that, right? I tried to reassure myself.

However, the reality was not as sweet as I expected.

The manager came toward me and tapped me on my shoulder. "He wants to see you now." He gave me a sympathetic look. "Good luck!"

Nervously, I knocked on his door while clutching the new proposal tightly in my hands. I was hoping all he wanted was this proposal.

After hearing a brief "enter", I pushed the door opened and entered. Then I handed the proposal to him and said tensely, "This is the new proposal. I made it according to your feedback …."

Before I could finish my words, he interrupted me, "Explain to me again, why were you doing at the café yesterday?"

"Huh?" Although I was confused, I racked my brain to remember what I said to him yesterday. "Oh! I was there to buy some coffee beans for my colleague."

"Which one?" he asked again. His eyes never left my face.

"It's Ava. Ava Martinez, Sir." I had to treat her breakfast for two months for this.

His long finger drummed on his thigh as he asked, "I asked you to redo the proposal and work on it, but you had time to run errands for someone from another department that is unrelated to you?"

Caught off guard, I was too flustered to say anything.

Suddenly he asked," Do you play games?"

"Huh?" This change of topic completely caught me off guard. "No."

"You don't even play Candy Crush? I heard everyone in the office play that game."

Shit! He knew! "Candy Crush? Yes, I play it sometimes."

His usually stern face showed a hint of amusement. "Did I ask which game? You answered too quickly."

I leaned back. I was alarmed by his statement and hastily declared my loyalty. "A diligent employee doesn’t waste time on frivolous games."

Suddenly he said, "Call that colleague in."

I squeaked out, "Do you mean Ava?"

He nodded, "Yes. And you stay here."

Understood!

When Ava arrived, he asked her the same questions he asked me. Luckily, I had already briefed her with my story.

When she came into the office, she glanced briefly at me and answered his question with the rehearsed story. "I am a new employee here and I twisted my angle.  I did not dare to bother others from my department so I asked Juliet to help me."

"Do you play games?" My boss asked Ava.

Ava was confused. "What kind of games? I play Poker and Candy Crush though."

"Did you play shooter games?"

"No, I am not good at playing that. Why are you asking me this, Mr. McCain?"

"Just curious. Do you have an online relationship?"

"Pfft!" 

I could not stop myself from spitting out the tea that I drank and drenched his pants with them. I immediately took some tissues and squatted down to wipe them off.

"I am sorry. I don't have any control over my mouth."

We both froze.

The phrase "I don't have any control over my mouth" was the usual catchphrase that I always used after mocking the enemy teams.

I had talked without thinking. He must know that it's me, right? What should I do? Should I just quit?

"Did you hear this phrase from your colleague?" Finn gave me a way out.

I nodded furiously. “Yes, yes, My colleagues say it all the time that I can’t help but to pick it up.”

He turned his gaze to Ava. "You can leave now."

Ava looked puzzled. She left the office with a confused expression. "What's this all about?"

Finn took out his phone and said, "Add me on Facebook and Candy Crush as a friendand send me some heart while at it."