133: Cater to My Needs

Fenella’s POV At exactly 5 p.m., Jessy dropped me off in front of Laird's office building. One hand clasped a large bag of Chinese food. Honestly, I didn't know what he would like, so I ordered the menu items he often ordered and a few other dishes that looked delicious in the menu book pictures. I entered the lobby, which was crowded with employees leaving work. As I walked in, everyone stared at me as if I were an alien. Perhaps it was because I was the only one walking against the flow as everyone headed towards the exit doors. "Hey, Fenella." Laird walked toward me with a faint smile. As he had informed me through a text message, he was waiting for me in his office. "Hi, dear." I quickly pecked his lips, but Laird quickly moved back before our lips touched. "Why?" I asked, puzzled. "This is the office," he replied, clearing his throat and looking around. "Oh." I looked around and saw that most desks were already empty. There were only a few people left, but it seemed like Laird sti