Candice froze.
Her whole face was burning hot.
She only understood that his “I’m sorry” just now was meant to apologize for the sharp words he’d said earlier when she first went into his bedroom.
So… what did that mean?
Was her sharp-tongued boss suddenly growing a conscience?
But then—what was with the rest of what he said?
She went over his words again and again, analyzing each syllable like she was cracking some cryptic code.
And finally… it clicked.
He wasn’t mad because she went in. He was mad because she didn’t. In his eyes, she was being too timid—too weak. As his assistant, she should’ve had the backbone to walk in without overthinking useless stuff.
With that realization, the last two lines he said made perfect sense.
What he really meant was: He would never let anything
