Running into Chase’s office without knocking first might not have been the wisest thing to do. By the time I stormed into his office, I saw that he had a visitor, and from the way Chase and a slightly older man in front of him turned to look at me, I understood clearly that I may have embarrassed myself just a little bit.
“I’m so sorry,” I blurted out, taking a few steps back.
Chase cleared his throat. “Well, Dr. Thorne, this is my wife, Eleanor… Eleanor Williams. Could you please come forward, Eleanor?”
Still embarrassed from the way I just barged into the room a few seconds ago, I closed the door behind me and walked forward, taking steady and gentle steps.
“Good afternoon Dr. Thorne, it's nice to meet you,” I told the man with a small smile plastered on my face. The man pushed his g
