"You did what?" The astonished Nate asked
"I told him, I won't get married to Bella, and I equally told her to stay away from me." Carl shrugged his shoulders.
Nathaniel noticed her boss's gloomy face while she was placing his meal on the table. She shouldn't be serving him his meal, as he detested it each time she did that. "You are my personal Assistant, and not my maid, Nate!" he always said this to her, and her usual response was, "I could be both. Besides, I love doing it." She enjoyed the disapproving look on his face each time she made the statement.
Today was different, because he personally requested she served him. Nate instantly knew something was wrong.
"Why did you say that to him?"
"I don't care" He shrugged once again. She knew better that he actually didn't care, but
