Chapter 15
A One Night Stand With My Boss ( Maia Sanchez )
Chapter 15
Connor sent a photo to the family doctor The Adams, what is this medication?
In just a few seconds. Connorâs phone rang, and Dr. Adams was on the line
As soon as he answered, the doctor asked urgently, âMr. Connor, who is taking this medication?â
Connor loosened his tie and furrowed his brows slightly, replying, âThatâs none of your concem.â
Dr.
He paused, then added. âItâs also known as a blockade drug for AIDSâ
Connorâs actions froze, and his dark eyes narrowed suddenly
After Dr. Adams finished speaking, sweat trickled down his spine.
âHow many pills are taken per day?â Connor asked calmly.
âOne per day.â
âAinght, I understand. Donât tell my grandfather about this, Connor said sternly.
âUnderstood,â Dr. Adams nodded vigorously, âMr. Connor, if you need to get testedâ¦
âNo need.â Connor out him off and ended the call. He sat back in his chair, thoughtfully staring at the door, rhythmically tapping his fingers on the desk.
Three pills were missing from the box. She must have started taking them on Sunday.
His brows were tightly knit. Who was she protecting herself against? Thatâs also his first time alright?
And to think she believed he had that disease!
The more he thought about it, the more upset he became, and he pressed the intercom
Camila had just put the pill in her mouth when the phone rang. She hurriedly swallowed the pill with a big gulp of water and answered, âMr. Connor.â
âCome in.â
She could sense a hint of anger in Connorâs voice. She muttered under her breath about being summoned during lunch break and thought Capitalist! Exploiter!
She stood up, straightened her clothes, and knocked twice on the door of the CEOâs office before entering with a professional smile. âMr. Connor, you wanted to see me?â
Connorâs face looked sour as if he had a bad taste in his mouth. Oh wait, he always looked like that in the mornings.
Camila noticed that Connor was silent, staring intensely at her his gaze piercing like a sword. She felt a sudden unease. Her professional smile was almost faltering when Connor finally spoke slowly. âWhat medication are you taking?â
Camila was choked up. Did he see her medication when he placed his lunchbox on her desk?
Her mind went blank, realizing he must have known about the preventative medication
âThrow away your medication. Iâm perfectly healthy!â Connor glared at her, his teeth clenched.
Camilaâs smile was still frozen on her face, her toes curling in awkwardness.
With things having escalated to this point, there was no use pretending she wasnât the one from that night. She bravely replied, âUnderstood, Iâll dispose of it right awayâ
Connorâs eyes remained sharp as he said, âIf you need compensation, I can provide you with a sum of money. I donât want a third person to know about this.â
Camila scoffed silently. What did he tak
take her for?
Though, indeed, a third person already knewâ¦.
She spoke earnestly, âMr. Connor, Iâve already forgotten about that night. Your performance was hardly memorable.â
Connor was visibly stung by her words, his face darkening and the fury in his dark eyes nearly exploding
Camila, not waiting for his anger to erupt smiled and said, âMr. Connor, unless there are other business matters, fill take my lunch break