Mr. CEO's Young Mistress

Sharon's brows furrowed. For some reason, she felt extremely irritated by those words. 

"Selena, stop saying nonsense..." Shirley's shy voice came from behind.

"I'm not! You're going to marry Leonard sooner or later. Doesn't that make you his future wife?"

"Selena..."

"All right, all right. I know you're shy about it. I'll shut up now." Selena gave a giggle. 

"Oh, you."

...

Sharon bit her lip to stop herself from commenting. She stood there for a few seconds, getting ahold of herself, before turning around and heading for the dining area with her head down. 

......

Sharon was the last to enter. By then, Shirley and Selena had each taken their seats beside Leonard. At the sight of this, Sharon's footsteps slowed down.

eyebrows as he patted the seat between him and

him before walking over to sit between them.

his lips

much, Leonard? I've been back for almost two months, but you haven't come to visit me once! I'm starting to doubt

only reply, his voice cold.

and she looked ready to burst into

Selena's plate. "Selena," Shirley patiently explained, "Your brother has to take care of the whole Lefebvre, so you should try to be more understanding. Besides, you can always come

...

hear Shirley's tone as if she was the mistress of

only eating plain pasta?"

turned their heads to look at Sharon

Sharon was speechless. 

that was half gone, and her face immediately turned

on herself, Sharon calmly raised her head and asked Paul, "Don't

fork and put them into his mouth to taste.

I think this is the best pasta I've eaten," Sharon said with a

reached out to touch Sharon's forehead and muttered, "Feels fine