HIS DIVORCED WIFE IS HIS NEW BOSS

CHAPTER 18

TRISHA'S POV

“Good morning president Jones,”Mrs Harley greeted as I walked into the office building.

This had been her routine ever since Grandpa had appointed her as my personal assistant. She would always wait at the reception of the building for me to come and would always accompany me to my office before going about her own duties.

I don't know why she was like this but I kinda like it because having her as my PA was one of the best decisions I had made. She was always meticulous and diligent with her duties.

“Good morning Ms Harley,”I responded with a smile.

“President Jones,the CEO of Emerald world, had called earlier before your arrival that you still haven't sent the designs for the new construction.” Harley recalled as she walked closely behind me.

“Hasn't Mr Raymond sent it?”I asked as I was shocked by this revelation.

“He said he had placed the file on your desk before heading home yesterday so you'll be able to review it and he called in sick this morning.”

“Oh! Really? I wasn't aware,”I said as we stood at the front of the elevator.

A frown etched on my face as the elevator was refusing to open. I gazed at Harley with a “what's wrong expression”. She averted her gaze as she scratched her head nervously.

My eyes dilated as I comprehended her reaction.

“Why didn't the technical department call the elevator mechanics to come fix it? I have to send those proposals to Emerald World!"I exclaimed in a disappointed tone.

Turning my heels, I headed for the stairs,not knowing how long it would take to fix the elevator with Ms Harley tailing behind me.

How could they be so tardy? Now I'll have to walk up these stairs to get to my office.

Taking my work tab from her, I scrolled through the proposals in order to keep my anger in check.

I was about taking another step when Ms Harley called out,

“President Jones, watch out!”

It was too late as I was already falling backwards as I had missed my steps,with the tab flying off from my hands.

I closed my eyes and was already bracing myself for the impact of my body on the ground when a firm hand held my body.

I inhaled and exhaled slowly as I tried to regain my composure. But wait, something doesn't feel right.

Why was Harley hands this firm? I was about lifting my head when she spoke,

"Thank God you caught her on time sir Philip."

My body stiffened as I instantly snapped my gaze and withdrew my body from his grasp and walked backward.

“Ouch!” I cried out.

I realized that I had sprained my ankle so I couldn't walk. He walked closer to me and was about to hold me again when I held out my hand.

“You don't have to,Harley would help me.”

“it seems you've sprained your ankle,” he said as he scrooched down with his hands reaching out for my feet.

I quickly withdrew my legs as I bit my lips as the pain soared through me.

“I said not to worry, Harley would help me!”I retorted furiously,which got Harley trembling a little as she hadn't seen me this exasperated before.

I squeak inside me because I knew it was all a lie. With the steps we had to cover,Harley couldn't do it without getting tired and with the throbbing pain I was experiencing right now.

“Don't be stubborn."

And with that, he lifted me off the ground and carried me all the way up with Rosie tailing behind us.

As we walked up the steps,I could feel his gaze on me the entire time, but I bowed my head not wanting to stare at him.

I stiffened in anger, why did he have to help me? I really do not need his help. All I wanted was for him to get to my office so I could get off him.

For a moment, my head moved towards his direction as I gazed at his eyes which were looking upfront.

So much had changed with his delicate face. Why does his eyes look like he hadn't slept in ages?

I quickly averted my gaze as his eyes were about looking at me.

“Open the door,Mrs Harley.” I looked sideways as I realized we had gotten to the front of my office.

As he walked into the office, I wriggled out of his arms and held the table to hold my balance.

“Thank you.” I mumbled awkwardly as I sat on a seat.

He nodded as he instructed Harley in a low tone,

“Go and get the medical kit.”

Harley hurried into the bathroom. All offices in the Carter group had medical kits in their bathroom, a safety measure for the employees safety.

I froze with his next action.

He bent down, removed my shoe and massaged my ankle.

“What the hell is going on here?” a voice roared loudly.

I recollected my senses as I heard the voice and I looked down at the incriminating position we were in.

“Grandpa.” I withdrew my leg as I shook my head in embarrassment