Chapter 4

Ethan's lips pressed into a straight line: "I need a secretary. Haven't found the right one yet, so I'll have to trouble you to fill in temporarily."

I froze: "But..."

Before I could finish, Ethan had already picked up my entire desk and computer together.

Me: ...

Helplessly, I could only follow.

His legs were long and he walked fast. I had to jog to keep up with his pace.

From the exertion, the muscles in his arms tensed, forming perfect muscle lines that were quite enticing.

The comments started drooling:

【I feel like the male lead is the type who could toss a wok for cooking for days on end.】

【Serious stamina! Serious stamina!】

Stunned by these shocking comments, I fell silent.

A few seconds later, watching Ethan place my desk directly in front of his own desk, I fell silent again.

So close that if I stretched my legs, I could touch his calves. Extremely lacking in boundaries.

Wait, was this okay?

The comments were equally confused:

【Am I detecting a hint of ambiguity?】

【Maybe he thinks the supporting character knows the female lead and wants to butter her up so she'll put in a good word, like how guys pursuing girls try to befriend their besties.】

【If I remember correctly, the female lead and supporting character aren't even close, right?】

【But the male lead thinks they know each other! He's just too in love!】

So Ethan thought I was the female lead's best friend.

But the female lead and I were at most nodding acquaintances. We weren't close at all.

I was about to explain when a comment suddenly floated by:

【This works out well. Let the supporting character see firsthand how much the male lead values the female lead and completely give up her delusions!】

Me: ...

Fine then.

I stopped worrying about it and immediately started cramming on the job duties of a CEO's personal secretary.

On the other hand, Ethan seemed like he had ants in his pants.

One moment rolling his shirt sleeves up to his arms, the next buttoning and unbuttoning his collar, revealing his delicate collarbones.

Like a mischievous child trying every way to get an adult's attention.

Was he fishing for evidence against me?

I worked even harder, not daring to give him even half a glance.

A few minutes later, an impatient "tch" came from above my head.

Sure enough, he was fishing for evidence. He was unhappy he couldn't catch me in the act.

He suddenly stood up and went into the lounge. A clattering sound came from inside.

Me: ...

Sighing quietly, Ethan emerged from the lounge and placed several small cakes on my desk: "I accidentally bought too many today. Could you help me finish them?"

After a while, he placed peeled pomelo segments on my desk.

Then a bit later, a warm cup of bubble tea...

This must be how guys treat their girlfriend's best friend—alternating between annoyance and trying to win them over.

My heart completely settled back into my stomach.

After ending this inexplicably strange day, I waited for the bus outside.

My lower abdomen suddenly felt a pulling sensation.

I hurriedly ran back to the company restroom to take care of it.

When I came out, a red sports car was arrogantly parked right in front of the company building.

It was Ethan.

"It's about to rain. I'm heading your way—let me give you a ride."

I was about to decline when lightning flashed across the sky and the ground shook.

I jumped in fright and stopped refusing.

Ethan drove a sports car, so I had to open the door and sit in the passenger seat.

We drove in silence.

The moment I stepped through my front door, rain came pouring down.

I secretly felt grateful I'd taken Ethan's car home, otherwise with the rain, thunder, and my period, I would have been miserable.

I pulled open the curtains to check the windows and inadvertently glanced across.

Ethan was working out again.

I silently marveled at how he never forgot his original intention.

He suddenly looked up.

Through the pouring rain, his gaze found me precisely.

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