Submit to the Boss He Rules the Boardroom and the Bedroom

Chapter 073

She didn't want August to go out with half of his face swollen. People in the neighborhood who didn't know what had happened would probably think she had beaten him up. She took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I'll do it for you before you go.”

His eyes lit up inconspicuously. August looked up at her and he seemed to be a little puzzled by her reaction.

Lucia gritted her teeth and pretended to be calm as she explained, 'It's a bad idea for you to go out like this." Hearing that, August realized it too. He paused, stepped over, and sat down in the chair without refusing. Lucia unscrewed the cap, squeezed some ointment onto her slender finger, and walked over to August. She hesitated and then slowly applied it to his face where it was red and swollen. With her fingertip, she gently rubbed the ointment into the swollen place in slow circles, but he still inevitably felt some pain. Grandma had given him a good slap. With his brows knitted, August felt the slight stinging pain in his cheek. And the refreshing smell of the ointment lingered around his nose, mixed with the sweet scent from the woman. Lucia tried to apply the ointment as evenly as possible. After all that, she gently leaned over and blew on the injured area. Every time Lucia was injured when she was a child, Mrs. Mitchell would blow on it like this after applying the ointment to her, and then the pain would be gone. Lucia had gotten into the same habit. It seemed that August hadn't expected her to suddenly come closer. He only felt cooler in his cheek as she blew and the pain was immediately relieved a lot, but the next second, his heart fluttered and even his back involuntarily tensed. With her sweet smell around his nose, August found himself burning inside, with an indescribable dry and hot sensation. This woman had no idea how risky it was to do so! Before he reacted, Lucia had already straightened up. She screwed the cap back on and said indifferently, "It's done.” August regained his composure and frowned involuntarily before he stood up. "Burton and the others are still waiting for you outside.” Lucia casually put away the ointment and implied that he should

leave now in a cold voice.

Hearing that, August turned to look at the side of her face and his face slightly darkened.

She was already trying to drive him away? Was it so hard for her to be in the same room with him? The next second, he unconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the woman's wrist all of a sudden, stepped forward, and directly pushed her to the table.

Lucia was suddenly cornered at the table. With the man's arms on each side of her like a closed circle, she couldn't even

escape.

She panicked. "What are you doing?" August looked at her curiously with his dark, deep eyes, which weren't so calm and cold as usual. He said with his lips parted, "You still have feelings for me, Lucia?" Otherwise, why would she apply the ointment to him? He was questioning, but he sounded sure of it. Lucia was flustered when she looked into the man’s eyes. She turned away and smiled to conceal her nervousness. "You're overconfident, aren't you?" What made him think that she still had feelings for him? She had been hurt too much by him, hadn't she? She took a

deep breath and said word by word, "I don't have any feelings for you at all, and I

just applied the ointment to you for the sake of Grandma.” August's face darkened abruptly. He looked into her eyes as if he was trying to figure out the credibility of her words, and at the end, he asked, "Really?"

If she didn't have any feelings for him as she said, why did he see hesitation and reluctance in her eyes?

Lucia turned around to meet his eyes without any fear and said in a firm tone, "Yes." At that, August's eyes darkened. After a pause, he let go of her and took a step back. So, he had gotten it wrong.

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August glanced at the woman and calmed himself down before he turned to walk straight out. In that case, he decided to stop here. Lucia watched as the man’s figure disappeared outside the door of her bedroom and soon came the sound of the door closing. Only then did Lucia relax her tense body and gasp for air. She couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine when she thought of his gaze just now, In fact, she didn't know if she had feelings for him. The only thing she knew was that she was emotional about him, but she wasn't sure if she was more concerned or resentful about him. Perhaps she was a little touched and attached to the man after spending so many days together with him, but today, it was time for her to put an end to all those emotions that she should not have had. Thinking of this, Lucia actually sighed with relief.

She leaned against the table in a daze quietly, losing track of time.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. When the door was opened, Mrs. Mitchell poked her head in to take a look.

"They're both gone, Lucia?" Lucia nodded feebly. "Yes." Mrs. Mitchell didn't know exactly why Lucia and August had divorced. She thought August had come over to ask Lucia to go back as Grandma had. Therefore, she asked softly, "So, did you change your mind?" "No." Lucia turned to Mrs. Mitchell and her tone was unusually firm. "Mom, I'm over with August.” She sounded so determined and firm that Mrs. Mitchell looked a little sad. "I see.” Mrs. Mitchell had thought that Lucia finally met an intelligent and good-looking rich man on a blind date. She had never

expected them to end up like this and felt somewhat guilty. Noticing the look on Mrs. Mitchell's face, Lucia took a deep breath and hesitated for a moment before she said softly, "Don't worry about me, Mom."

She could take care of herself and this was nothing to her. "I don't want to see you moping every day. After this period, I'll keep an eye out for a good match for you.” With that, Mrs. Mitchell was going out of the room. Lucia froze for a moment. Suddenly, she thought of something and stopped Mrs. Mitchell, saying, "Please arrange it as soon as possible, Mom. I'll go on a blind date.” Mrs. Mitchell looked at her in surprise. "What?"

Back then, Mrs. Mitchell had tried all sorts of ways to coax and persuade her to go on a blind date. Now, Lucia agreed to go on a blind date of her own accord for the first time in her life!

Mrs. Mitchell asked again, "Are you serious, Lucia?” Seeing the joy in her mother's eyes, Lucia curved her lips and nodded. "Yes." She didn't want her mother to worry so much. Besides, when she was alone at home now, she would think about what had happened between her and August, which made her feel even worse, so she might as well go on a blind date. Hearing her positive answer, Mrs. Mitchell said cheerfully. "I'll go call and arrange it for you as soon as possible!" Lucia turned the corners of her mouth upward into a bitter smile.

She had thought that it would take Mrs, Mitchell a couple of days to amange it for her, but to her surprise, she had a new blind date the next morning. "Lucia, his name is Paul. I have spent some time asking about him. He just came back from abroad. He only had two girlfriends and it was during his college years. I think he's quite a nice guy.”

Mrs. Mitchell talked excitedly as she straightened Luca's collar.

Lucia pulled at the lace on the collar, She wasn't used to it and couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure you want me to dress like this, Mom?"

She had never been that ladylike, so she didn't think clothes with lace suited her. "Ves. You look good in such a ladylike stylet" Mrs. Mitchell nodded in satisfaction and then added, “You can have a talk fist, but don't tell him you were married.”

Lucia was confused and asked, "Why?"

Was it something shameful that she had been married?