Amelia felt suffocated with anger.
Sure, her health wasn't in great shape right now, but deleting the translations she had already completed—what was that even supposed to mean?
She glared at him, words stalling on her tongue. Before she could get anything out, Simon cut her off, saying, "And besides, I don't want any other man's work showing up on my computer."
Amelia froze, suddenly at a loss for words. There was just no reasoning with this man.
Fine. She'd redo the work when she got back home. Not a big deal.
But Simon seemed to see right through her.
"I suggest you focus on resting while you're home," Simon's tone was hard, cutting. "I gave you a break in the first place so you could take care of your health, not to run errands for some other guy. If you're that eag
