When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 815: Crashing In and Shattering the Bliss

In reality, society is just like this; most of the time, we’re all in an equal exchange.

If you can’t provide any value to the other person, if you are not outstanding enough, without any shining points, how can you possibly stay together for long?

We’re all adults; some things don’t need to be explained, everyone understands in their hearts.

"What are you thinking about, Secretary Sherman?"

Rachel Sherman raised her eyes at the sound and met the man’s deep gaze, "..."

Chase Fletcher tapped his fingers lightly on her desk, furrowing his brows as he recalled, "When I entered just now, what did you call me? President Fletcher?"

Rachel put down the pen in her hand, closed her notebook, stood up, and smiled slightly, "What else?"

The man frowned, clearly a bit displeased.

The woman leaned forward across the desk, her gaze charming, lowered her voice, and asked, "Do you mean I should call you Chase? In front of your brother?"

Looking at her so closely, her eyes were gentle and charming, with a beautiful smile on her face, causing Chase Fletcher’s heart to flutter.

"In any case, I’m not accustomed to being called President Fletcher." He opened his lips slightly, arms reaching across the desk, wrapping around her waist. He leaned forward, and the next second, kissed her directly on the lips.

This action startled Rachel Sherman a lot!

Her pupils widened, her chest heaved violently! This is in the office!! It’s work time!

At this moment, coincidentally, the office door was pushed open. Jasmine Quinn walked in, carrying a lunchbox, and witnessed the scene without bias.

Her eyes widened in shock, and the kiss was also interrupted by her sudden intrusion.

Rachel hurriedly stood upright, managing her expression and turning her head away in embarrassment.

Chase Fletcher calmly glanced at the door, hands in his pockets, with a cold expression, "Didn’t I tell you? Knock before entering."

"I-I-I... I forgot!" Jasmine quickly adapted, brightly smiling as she walked toward him, "Chase, I heard you haven’t had lunch yet. Want to try this?" She held up the lunchbox in front of him.

Chase coldly replied, "No thanks, get out."

Jasmine met his gaze, a sharp pain in her chest. Quickly, she turned to look at Rachel, but couldn’t see her face clearly because she was busy sorting documents.

"Didn’t you understand? Get out!" Chase sternly growled, "In the future, knock before entering, and don’t bring me lunch anymore! I’ve never eaten it!"

"Huh? But don’t you like it?"

"Who said I liked it? Those you forcibly put on my desk, all went to Ben." Chase stated bluntly, "I was going to throw them in the trash, but he couldn’t bear to."

"..." The words made Jasmine furious, "Why? I queued for so long to buy it! Chase, how can you treat me like this?" As she spoke, she grabbed Chase’s arm, shaking it.

"Let go!" He flung her off, losing patience, "Get out." His gaze was a bit cold.

The girl pursed her lips, feeling embarrassed and a bit scared, never having seen him so cold, dared not challenge him.

But, but... they were kissing just now!

Who initiated it?

"Chase, what time are you leaving work today?" Jasmine suddenly switched tactics, deliberately asking in front of Rachel, "I haven’t visited Aunt in a long time, let’s go home together this afternoon?"

Across the desk, Rachel glanced up at her, guessing what her identity might be.