Don't Annoy My Boss Daddy

Chapter 61 Contacting Dylan

Evie stared at me. I saw suspicion in her eyes. I could tell that she didn't believe my explanation.

"Hollie, we are best friends. I don't want you to hide anything from me."

Looking into my eyes, she said these words seriously.

Looking at her concerned eyes, I was a little moved. For a moment, I almost wanted to tell her my

relationship with Brandon, but if Evie knew about my shameful relationship with Brandon, she would

definitely look down on me.

After thinking about it for a long time, I still chose to hide it. "Evie, you're thinking too much. I really

have nothing to do with Brandon. You know that we are best friends. I won't lie to you no matter what

happens, right?"

I explained quickly. Although I looked unusually calm on the surface, my heart was already in a panic.

Evie stared into my eyes for a long time. I pretended to be calm and looked at her. I didn't want to show

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After a long time, she sighed in exasperation, and then looked at me and said, "Since you don't want to

tell me, I won't force you. But Hollie, I hope you can sort out your priorities. If you really want to get

married to Dylan, then don't get too close with Brandon."

Although Evie was reminding me, I knew that she had almost guessed the relationship between

Brandon and me.

"Thank you, Evie."

I looked into her eyes and spoke in a serious tone.

In the evening, I lay on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling. I kept thinking about what Brandon

had done to me today, and my mood became more and more agitated.

I didn't know who I was to Brandon. Had he pulled me away from Dylan today because he was jealous,

or was it because he was just possessive?

Shaking my head in frustration, I forced myself to stop thinking about Brandon. I kept telling myself in

my heart that I must not let Brandon influence my decisions.

My most important task now was to find a suitable partner to get married to. There was no future

between me and Brandon, so I had to cut him off.

Thinking of this, I closed my eyes and forced myself to sleep.

In the next few days, I went to work as usual. Brandon seemed to disappear into thin air and had never

contact me. During this period, I almost called him several times, but I managed to stop myself just in

time.

Sometimes I would scold myself for being so desperate. This was the best outcome for our

relationship. Why did I have the urge to find trouble for myself?

In the past few days, not only did Brandon not contact me, but even Dylan did not call me. In fact, I was

not really looking forward to meeting him. I was just worried. It was not easy to find a suitable husband

among so many people. If I let him go like this, I would have to look for another one.

Picking up my phone, I found Dylan's number and hesitated, wondering if I should call him.

The last time we met, Dylan said that he wanted to try to date me, but it had been so long since our last

date. He didn't contact me again. Did he give up on me because of Brandon?

The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became. After taking a deep breath, I finally made up

my mind to call Dylan.

After the phone was connected, Dylan was a little surprised to hear my voice. Maybe he thought I

wouldn't take the initiative to call him.

"Mr Moss, do you have time now? Is it convenient for you to meet?"

I then asked Dylan out and waited for his answer nervously.

"Okay, let's meet at the cafe we met last time."

Things went better than I imagined. I had thought that Dylan wouldn't want to date me since he didn't

contact me for so many days, but he had agreed to the date immediately. I was relieved.

After hanging up the phone, I cleaned myself up and went to the cafe.

When I arrived, Dylan had already arrived. It might be because he was a lawyer, he had worn business

suits every time we met, complete with a tie. It felt very formal.

I sat down opposite Dylan and took the initiative to order two cups of coffee.

Dylan looked at me indifferently, and there seemed to be a smile on his face.

"Mr Moss, I'm sorry about what happened last time. I left because I had something urgent to deal with."

I explained softly as I recalled our last date when I had been taken away by Brandon.

"Miss Hunter, can I call you Hollie? Since we've decided to get together, I think it's better if I call you by

your first name. It sounds a little strange if I kept calling you Miss Hunter."

Dylan looked at me with a faint smile on his elegant face.

"Sure, I think it's awkward if we keep referring to each other by our last names too."

In fact, I was a little reluctant to be too intimate with Dylan, but since we had decided to be together, it

would be really awkward to call him that.

"Hollie, may I ask you a question?"

After getting my permission, Dylan spoke again.

"Okay, if you have any questions, just ask me."

"You... the person who took you away last time, was he really your boss? I had a feeling that you two

were quite close."

After Dylan asked this question, he stared into my eyes seriously.

My heart thumped and I looked at him in a panic. I didn't know how to explain it.

It was said that all the people who worked as lawyers were very smart. They weren't wrong.

I looked away in a panic and quickly explained, "Of course, he's just my boss. What else could there be

between us?"

At this moment, I was very guilty. I was worried that Dylan would doubt something. I was afraid that this

would happen.

"But it doesn't seem like a normal work relationship to me that day. It feels weird."

Although I explained, there was still suspicion in Dylan's eyes.

"Mr. Moss, if you doubt me like this, I don't think we are suitable for each other."

Even though I was guilty, I was still angry at being questioned.

Brandon was suspicious of me last time too, just as Dylan was here. The doubt in the eyes was the

same.

Why was it so uncomfortable to be sandwiched between them?

Perhaps my tone was a little too harsh. When I finished my words, Dylan's face became a little

flustered and he quickly opened his mouth.

"Don't get me wrong. I don't mean to doubt you. I just want to know more about you. After all, I don't

want to get married to a total stranger."

I could feel that Dylan was very satisfied with me, so he wanted to date me.