Chapter 5 Go to work without makeup

(Patricia's POV)

I had a sleepless night in worry, and woke up in poor condition the next day.

I looked at my haggard self in the mirror and couldn't help laughing at myself.

I've shamelessly taken Randall's huge breakup fee, and finally I had to go back to work in a daze and continue to face the man who dumped me yesterday. The most humiliating lover of this century was none other than me.

I sighed, considering whether to wear makeup, but worried that the makeup I used on weekdays wouldn't be good for my baby.

God, I'm really not used to being pregnant.

Having hesitate for a long time, I chose to go to the company without makeup.

After entering the company, I took a look at Randall's work schedule and arranged everything in an orderly manner.

Randall arrived late, stepping on the meeting point, with a terrifying low air pressure all over his body.

I didn't take the initiative to say hello to him and I just stood behind the door of the conference room waiting, Randall didn't even look at me, and went straight into the conference room.

The meeting lasted for a long time. I suddenly felt a little hungry in the middle of the meeting. I went to the pantry to eat a sandwich before returning to the conference room.

After finally making it to the end of the meeting, Randall got up and left and walked toward me.

His eyes fell on me, and his tone was very bad: "Miss Hawn, you have been in the company for so long. Are you still not clear about the dress code in the secretarial department?"

Randall's accusations were not without reason. Actually I did do something wrong.

The secretariat was often responsible for receiving partners, which represents the image of the company to a certain extent. So every secretary needed to make up and wore formal clothes. And today I was just plain makeup.

All those around me looked at me with amazement.

In their eyes, I read a bit of schadenfreude.

These people might laughing at me.

"Did the stupid Patricia finally annoy Mister Rayfiel? This was really a rare good show!"

I pursed my lips, lowered my head and said nothing.

Randall snorted coldly and turned back to the office.

I followed him slowly, and waited for him to talk with the company executives for an hour before I went in and brought him a cup of coffee.

Randall had a look of exhaustion on his face. Yesterday he ran to Jennifer's door to block me, and went home very late. Obviously, he didn't have enough sleep as I did. After such hard work, no matter how strong the energy was, he would be tired .

Even so, I secretly cursed Randall for what he deserved.

Randall was resting in his office chair with his eyes closed slightly when I brought the coffee.

I put down the coffee, and I went around his chair and put my fingers on his temples, pressing him lightly.

For several minutes, I focused on relaxing him, and neither of us spoke.

I didn't stop and stand by until Randall's brow folds flattened.

This was a good opportunity. Maybe I should say something he wants to hear now? Ask him to let me leave the company early.

One more day at the company and one more risk of revealing the secret of my pregnancy.

But what should I say?

Looking at Randall's handsome face, the memories of spending time with him suddenly flooded into my mind.

What should I say to satisfy this man's strange ego?

Just as I was struggling, Randall suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at me.

I was taken aback and lowered my head, not daring to look at him again.

In fact, I was ready to continue being reprimanded by this domineering boss, but his tone suddenly became gentle. It was completely different from the appearance of reprimanding me outside just now.

"The day you joined the company, you didn't wear any make-up" he said.

It has been four years since I joined the company.

I reluctantly said, "It was been a few years, and you remember even such trivial things."

"Because you haven't changed. Exactly the same as four years ago."

Randall was looking at me, and his grey-blue eyes were bottomless. As always, I can't figure out whether Randall actually remembered me clearly, or if he was just laughing at me.

He always hides himself very well.

I was dazed when Randall pulled me up to him.

His fingers stroked my face lightly, and his tone was cold, "What did you want to say just now?"

I didn't resist, and I just sat on his lap obediently, "Last night you suddenly came to me, and I was completely shocked. I apologized for my bad attitude toward you. It has been my greatest lucky to be by your side for four years. I couldn't possibly ask any more from you."

I looked up at him as softly as possible.

I continued, "I hope you don't take my words seriously. Just let me go for the sake of our four-year relationship."

Randall's identity as an elite, so he was used to be a strong personality,, He would never tolerate being disobeyed.

I tried to be as humble as possible.

Although most of these words were true, I also had my own self-esteem, and it was really difficult to say them in normal times.

But this time I really prepared to give up! If Randall considered that he didn't have enough fun with me and wanted to keep having sex with me, then do it.

Anyway, It was all with him, so it didn't matter if It was once or a hundred times.

As long as he could let me go as soon as possible, I could do anything he wants.

I gritted my teeth and said these words, expecting a reassuring response from Randall.

However,Randall's face took on a ghastly expression after hearing what I said.

His eyes were extremely cold, and the originally harmonious atmosphere disappeared instantly.

Randall shoved me away from him.

I fell straight to the ground.

I was stunned, and looked up at him in astonishment.

What the hell was wrong with this man!

Randall said grimly, "How much influence do you think you have on me? You overestimate yourself!"

I couldn't help clenching my fists.

What an asshole.

I knew Randall was very calculating, but I didn't expect him to be so annoying and unwilling to suffer at all when it came to things like this.

I held my head up and said angrily, "Then what do you want? What else do you want from me?"

It was him who wanted to get rid of me, and now it was he who troubled me and refused to let me go easily!

"You don't really get to negotiate with me. " said Randall flatly, "Just get out."