That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

Meanwhile, at Abyssal Bistro.

Harold had been drinking with his seniors for half the day but Olivia still hadn’t returned, causing him to worry. He excused himself to go to the restroom and stepped outside to call Olivia.

Olivia, lost in her thoughts for a long time, was almost asleep when she was suddenly awakened by the sound of her phone ringing.

She opened her eyes and stared blankly for a moment before answering the call without even checking the caller ID. “Who is it?”

On the other end, Harold was momentarily taken aback. “It’s me.”

Olivia finally woke up completely, realizing she had forgotten something important.

“Where are you? Why haven’t you come back after being out for so long?” Harold asked worriedly, unaware of what had happened on her end.

Olivia suddenly remembered that she was still supposed to be at the dinner following the academic exchange meeting.

She had thought she could return after a cup of coffee and hadn’t informed her seniors. Unexpectedly, she ended up being sent back to the hotel and had completely forgotten about it in her daze.

Realizing this, Olivia quickly apologized to Harold. “I’m sorry, senior. I wasn’t feeling well and came back early. I forgot to tell you. Could you please apologize to the seniors for me?”Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Harold sighed in relief. “It’s okay. I was worried something had happened to you. If you’re not feeling well, just rest. I’ll explain to the seniors.”

After a few more words of concern, he hung up the phone.

Returning to the private room, everyone looked at him. “Where did Dr. Prescott go? How come you’re back and she’s still not here?”

Harold poured himself a drink and raised his glass to apologize on Olivia’s behalf. “Dr. Prescott wasn’t feeling well and went back early. She asked me to apologize to the seniors for her. I’ll drink this on her behalf. Please forgive her.”

With that, he downed the drink in one go.

Led by Mr. Lee, the group of experts expressed that it was fine but regretted not being able to interact more with Olivia.

Olivia’s absence reminded everyone of the time; it was getting late, and many were already quite tipsy.

Mr. Lee stood up and suggested, “Let’s call it a night. We can gather again another time.”

After a few more words, everyone began to leave.

As the youngest among them, Harold politely saw everyone off before being the last to leave.

Leaving the restaurant, Harold took a cab back to the hotel.

Though it was late, he hesitantly knocked on Olivia’s door.

After all, he had brought her here, and she wasn’t feeling well without him knowing, which made him feel responsible.

Harold couldn’t help but worry.

After knocking for a while with no response from inside, he recalled Olivia’s groggy voice on the phone and figured she must have fallen asleep. Not wanting to disturb her further, he returned to his own room next door.

He had drunk quite a bit himself and was feeling somewhat dizzy.

As he opened his door, he thought he heard another door closing. Turning his head, he vaguely saw the door of the room next to Olivia’s closing with a familiar figure seemingly flashing by.

But the door closed quickly, and Harold didn’t get a clear look, so he didn’t think much of it.

Back in his room, he called the front desk for some hangover medicine, took it, tidied up briefly, and went to sleep, planning to check on Olivia’s condition when he woke up.