<h4>Chapter 1612: Chapter 1612: Sorry.</h4>


    "..."


    She sends it up? Why?


    This kind of stuff has always been handled by the director personally!


    Belinda Howard frowned, suddenly feeling a bit puzzled and disoriented.


    Besides, she didn’t want to go to the top floor again.


    After finishing the revisions to the nning case, Belinda Howard walked to the director’s office and asked, slightly confused, "Um, Director, shouldn’t you be the one to deliver this nning proposal instead?"


    Things like this should really be sent by the director himself—how could he assign her, a mere junior employee, to deliver it? It waspletely out of the norm.


    Hearing this, the director raised his head, nced at Belinda Howard, and said, "You deliver it. CEO personally instructed this."


    As soon as the director spoke, Belinda Howard froze on the spot.


    The CEO personally instructed it? How was that possible?


    "But..."


    "Stop spacing out and go deliver it quickly!" The director urged her.


    Holding the nning proposal in her hands, Belinda Howard left the director’s office and headed to the elevator area, feeling inexplicably uneasy.


    After the previous encounter, he should already know she was interning here. Why would he specifically ask her to deliver the nning proposal?


    Arriving at the top floor, she nced at the nearby secretary’s space before walking past, shing a slight smile and saying, "Um, this is the nning proposal requested by the CEO. Could I trouble you to—"


    "About time you brought it up. Hurry and send it in!"


    Belinda Howard barely finished her sentence before the secretary abruptly interrupted, signaling for her to quickly bring the proposal in.


    Belinda Howard hesitated, suddenly feeling unease sweep over her.


    What kind of day was today, exactly?


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    Staring at the tightly shut office door, Belinda Howard bit her lips nervously, hesitating for a while before finally lifting her hand to knock on the door.


    "Come in."


    A deep, maic voice came from inside.


    Five years apart—his voice had somehow be even more captivating.


    Taking a moment to calm her emotions, Belinda Howard pushed the door and walked inside.


    But before she could lift her head to take in the scene, her body was suddenly grabbed by an unseen force, and the next second, she collided into a solid and familiar chest.


    Her eyes widened instantly, still caught in a state of shock.


    The man’s arms gradually tightened, wrapping her firmly within his embrace.


    Belinda Howard froze. Could it be thatst night’s dream hadn’t ended yet?


    "I’m sorry."


    The deep voice sounded above her head, and Belinda Howard remained in a daze, her mind nk, unable to process the situation unfolding.


    He was apologizing to her? But why?


    It wasn’t until after quite some time that she lifted her head to look at the man before her, her eyes filled with confusion.


    This face—it was so familiar. Even after five years, she hadn’t forgotten.


    "You... What do you mean by this?" She stared at him, speaking with evident puzzlement.


    Fenton Stuart’s eyes hadn’t left her face the whole time.


    Five years ago, he had hurt her so profoundly.


    Fenton Stuart said nothing, instead pulling her once again into his embrace, his double arms locking tightly around her. "Forgive me."


    Belinda Howard froze again.


    His sudden move—why was he saying these things?


    Feeling the warmth of his chest, there was a moment where she thought she might sink deeply into it. But as she recalled the estrangement between them over the past five years, she abruptly lifted her arm and pushed him away.


    She raised her gaze and stared dazedly at the man before her.


    What did he mean by this?


    "I don’t understand. What do you mean?"


    Looking at the person before him, Fenton Stuart felt an aching pain in his chest, as if it was being torn apart.