And Love Slowly Came

Shirley divorced Blake but unfortunately she didn't think about the repercussions that followed it. She didn't only lose her husband but also her dear child.

"But, she abandoned me" Shirley muttered to herself dolefully while riding back to her private mansion.

It was over, she decided not to argue with her parents and go with the current flow. When the right time comes, she will definitely seek for her child.

The mansion of Mr. Blake has been properly equipped and arranged by Emerald and some maids during his absence and upon his return, he was impressed by her hard work.

She carefully arranged his bedroom and made sure everything was in order, as she beckoned to leave the room the knob twisted and someone entered.

It was the man she has been dreaming of, thinking about and wishing to see, Mr. Blake.

She stared at him in silence with her eyes piercing into his amazing pairs, the old bedsheets she was holding dropped to the ground and that was when she woke up from her trance.

"What are you doing here?" He questioned slyly as he removed his tie and suit.

"I was cleaning your room, sir" she informed him nervously and he nodded.

"Good. I'm impressed by your hard work" he complimented letting out a small smile that rested on his lips, she smirked upon seeing it.

"Thank you sir" she said.

"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave" she picked up the old bedsheets and attempted to leave when he called her back.

By this time, he was already shirtless wearing only his suit trousers. His gymnastics body build was tempting and at the sight of his six packs, she swallowed nervously, unable to take her eyes off his abs. He strolled towards her.

"Prepare my bath and stay with me until I'm done" he instructed calmly.

"Yes sir" she nodded sheepishly.

He entered into his wardrobe section to busy himself and prepare for his bath while she walked to the bathroom to set the water and also arrange a new set of towels.

She turned to leave the bathroom when she bumped into him with her forehead hitting his bare chest, that touch sent shivers up her spine. It was obviously hard for her to face upright which made him pull her up with his hands.

"Are you alright?" he asked, concerned.

All that escaped from her mouth were awkward hiccups, she cursed herself for such disgrace. He smirked.

"I will assume you are good" he let go of her and she recoiled with her eyes lowered to the ground.

"Make sure to select a warm outfit for the evening" he said and walked into the bathroom, she exhaled deeply and rushed out of the bathroom.

"What was that?!"she muttered to herself nervously as she brought out some clothes from his wardrobe.

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Rolling on her bed, she could not take her mind off her last encounter with him and to make it all worse, she felt happy towards the fact that he is divorced.

"She openly divorced someone so hot and wealthy" she muttered softly to herself curling inside the warm duvet.

Butterflies swell in her stomach with her flushed cheeks and gleaming beautiful eyes, she has unknowingly fallen for her boss or maybe it is only a fresh attraction that will fade away with time.

Meanwhile in the master bedroom, Blake finds it difficult to catch some sleep. He silently rubbed his forehead while reminiscing on his encounter with her, Emerald.

"She is a sweet girl but yet has no background" he muttered sadly to himself.

He has already started to picture himself in bed with her and the emotional plays that will take place afterwards. He imagined going out with her and Christine and also staying with someone so beautiful and understanding for the rest of his life.

Uncontrollably, his cock that hides under his pants rose up and he smirked giving it a soft pat.

"Calm down bro, she isn't ours yet" he said.

The next day at Blake's company, the news reporters and paparazzi were all over the building entrance, taking pictures and waiting for his arrival. As soon as his car parked in front of the building Jason hurriedly opened the door and immediately the reporters rushed towards him, taking pictures and asking him a series of cumbersome questions.

"Is it true that you divorced your wife because of your maid?",

"Where you really cheating on your wife before you decided to let her off?",

"What is your plan for your daughter? Do you want her to be a step daughter to your new wife?",

"Are you going to get married to your maid, kindly address the media" they asked so many questions to which he gave no response.

Jason tried to pave way in the midst of the reporters, which made it possible for them to escape from the reporters into the building. The reporters continued hitting the transparent building glass and taking pictures, they were anxious to hear his decision.

"That witch!" he cursed in fire under his breath.

After some investigation, it was noticeable that Shirley paid the reporters to give Blake hard time during this period, imposing on him great threat from both the masses and board of directors. In just a week, he lost massive funds and top investors yet he never thought of striking back. He felt she may be lonely and has nothing else to do rather than disturbing his peace.

"I will let her be" he would always say anytime he gives the matter a thought.

As if tempering with her husband was not enough, Shirley focused her aggressions on Emerald. She escaped from a different fatal accident during the morning period after she drops Christine at school and thus she never spilled any words to Blake, nor did she have any idea who was the mastermind behind her accidents.

Emerald entered into the living room and found Blake surfing through his laptop, his hands moving swiftly on the keyboard and after some time he glanced through a file and back at it.

Observing that her boss is busy, she went into the kitchen and prepared warm coffee for him.

"Here" she perfectly placed it on the table with a small smile and maintained her distance.

"Thank you" he finally lifted his gaze away from his work and drank the coffee, she didn't leave.

"Anything?" he raised an anxious brow.

"Not really" she said nervously while twisting the edge of her top, he smirked knowing fully well that she needed something.

"You don't have to be ashamed or afraid. Tell me, is there any trouble or solution?" he asked calmly and she cleared her throat.

"Actually... I wanted to remind you about something" she begins and he gives a short note as a sign of ' go ahead '.