Submit to the Boss He Rules the Boardroom and the Bedroom

Chapter 330

Chapter 330 I'm The Owner Jonathan Black gave a snort with a sullen face.

"No, we didn't."

Finishing that, he began to play games on his mobile phone.

Lucia was helpless and got irked by his attitude but she could only heave a deep sigh to smother her anger.

Actually, she could guess something from his expression.

Though Lucia didn't know how she hit his nerve, she was quite clear that signing the contract was beyond the realms of possibility.

Enough of waiting, Lucia was fully conscious that Jonathan Black showed the slightest inclination to discuss the matter further with her, then she flatly left with a graceful smile.

She went to Central Hospital directly to visit her parents after leaving the shooting site.

"Dad and mom, do you have ever thought about living in other cities?"

When they were having dinner, Lucia asked her parents after some hesitation.

Mrs.Mitchell paused for a moment when she heard Lucia's question.

Stopping sharing the interesting stories of others, she asked solicitously, "Is there anything wrong? Why would you like to live elsewhere?"

"No...

"Just asking,"

Lucia managed to stutter a reply.

Mr.Mitchell produced a smile at her reply.

"Austos City is good for living in my opinion.

Life moves slowly here and the community service and urban public facilities are pretty good.

To be honest, we have spent most of our lives here and we are going to spend the rest of our lives here."

Lucia nodded thoughtfully.

She could not but hold peace given her father's words.

Suddenly, her hand was taken by a warm hand.

It was her father.

"Lucia, I am a contented man now with such a happy family.

The only thing I want is to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible.

So, what you have mentioned is not on my bucket list."

Said Mr.Mitchell gently.

"Hey, you can't say that!"

Mrs.Mitchell cut in.

"Our mission is not accomplished until our sweet honey gets married!"

"Well, I don't think so.

Whether or not, she is our dearest daughter.

I'll support her for my whole life!"

Mr.Mitchell contradicted.

"Oh, no! I will not have it so.

I don’t want our pretty daughter to grow into an old maid and die alone or just lump it as a spinster.

OMG! It will be a miserable life for her if so!"

Words were exchanged between the Mitchells, as well as waves of laughter.

It was a scene of such domestic bliss.

The scene warmed Lucia up inside and her mouth quivered with the suspicion of a smile involuntarily.

Such a happy family satisfied her extremely and kept her away from worry.

However......

Every thought of the little creature inside her would give her a wave of explicable warmth as well.

Lucia took a deep breath, reached out her hand, and stroked her belly softly.

A mixture of feelings swept her.

She knew that it was impossible for her parents to sever all the familiar links and leave the city they had lived in for almost their whole lives.

And, she could not leave her parents behind without a backward glance and didn't give a shit about them.

Numerous thoughts whirled around in her mind and have her a headache, but she concealed her worries successfully.

After dinner, she had a chat with her father and then tucked him in before she left.

When she got to her apartment, she was still brooding on those thoughts.

Lucia was changing her shoes mechanically with the light still off, but a sudden faint rustle caught her frozen with fear.

She forced herself to look over even though she was in horror.

There was just a discernible figure sitting on the sofa.

Lucia instantly made a grab for the broom beside her and asked in a shaking voice.

"Who is there?"

Could it be a thief? But how did the thief get into her apartment without a key? She noticed that the door lock was intact when she got in the room.

Taking a deep breath, Lucia reached out her hand to take her phone, at that time, a familiar voice sounded from the sofa over there.

"It's me."

Lucia was stunned for the merest fraction of a second, then she took a step forward and turned on the light.

As soon as the light was on, a soft light immediately spread and enfolded them.

Only then did Lucia see properly who was there.

It was August Adams! The heart in her mouth finally fell back into place.

Without seconds, however, she caught on again.

"Why...why you are here? In my house!"

August leaned back on the couch and drawled lazily, "Are you sure that this is your house?"

She may not know, he was the owner of the apartment.

Lucia paused for a while for his reply, at that very moment, she felt something wrong with him.

His voice was unusually weak and faint...

Finally, Lucia, screwing up her courage, went close to him and shut the door behind her.

"What's the matter with you?"

She asked gingerly.

"Sick?"

Twisting his brows slightly, August just said with a solemn expression, "Fetch the first-aid fit and dress the wound for me."

Hearing that, Lucia cast a glance at him, only to find that his white shirt was saturated by scarlet blood partly.

"Are you alright?"

Lucia quailed at the bloody shirt but she still rushed to fetch the first-aid fit with delay.

However, when she ripped his shirt she found that the wound was dressed but the bandage was drenched with blood.

August was going to sit up to facilitate her operation but Lucia held her shoulder down.

"Just sit properly, I'll do it for you."

She uttered in a serious tone.

She was just afraid that the wound would open up and bleed again.

August fell silent.

He looked at Lucia’s face with his dark staring eyes.

Finally, he sat back.

Lucia then cut the bandage with scissors with great attention. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

As the bandage was removed, the wound stuck out before her eyes and there was blood oozing out, which looked really scary.

Lucia tried everything to regain control of her trembling hands so that she could bathe the cut with antiseptic and put on anew bandage on it.

Lucia sighed with relief when everything was done.

But she was curious about how did he come by that wound on his arm.

"How did you get your arm hurt?"

She asked without any hesitation.

"And why not go to the hospital by yourself?"

"I'm thirsty."

August simply just deflected her questions and looked up at her with a ghastly white face.

Lucia was rendered speechless.

Eyeball to eyeball, they two stared at each other.

Ultimately, Lucia gave in with a wordless sigh and got a glass of water for him.

"Thank you."

August took the glass of water Lucia offered him and expressed his thanks in a knowing manner.

His eyebrows finally relaxed.

Saying nothing about it, Lucia turned on her heels leaving him alone behind, at this time, a voice came behind her and stopped her.

"Just so you know, I have to stay the night here."

"What?!"

Lucia got vexed instantly.

"August, I have to make it clear to you that this is my home, you can't come and stay at my home at will cuz you are just my superior at work."

Her words didn't irk August, instead, he produced a smile with his eyes screwed up.

"Have you ever thought about how I got into your apartment?"

Lucia was caught stupified by his question.

August had got into her home several times and he entered here every time without her key...

"Did you steal my key and make a replica?"

"Am I such an immoral man?"

Saying that he stood up slowly and walked toward her.

Lucia stepped back subconsciously as he got close to her gradually.

"Then how did you get in?"

August was amused by Lucia’s reaction.

"Because I'm the owner of the apartment you lived in now."

He leaned forward and whispered in her ear.

"What?!"

"That's impossible!"

Lucia's eyes widened as she heard what he had said.

"You think it's impossible?"

August spoke in a slow drawl.

"How could you believe that you can rent such a fine apartment with a ridiculously low price?"

Lucia was silenced by his stinging question in a minute.

It stood to reason that it was absolutely impossible to lease the apartment with at a low price...