122 Compromise

Yanmei's face was bright red as she rested on Anton's firm chest. She was caught off guard at his sudden confession that she relished the moment, clutching against his coat and closing her eyes. 

She could feel his yearning and she could not deny her own longing either. The best way she could express it was to remain in his embrace. 

They both stood in the same state for seconds, letting go only after Junsu came to the conference room. 

"Mr. Yeong - I'm sorry to interrupt. Your second meeting is already in the parking lot, but I'll bring them elsewhere - "

"You do - what you have to do, Junsu. One hour - lock the door," said Anton while slowly letting go of Yanmei. 

"Yes, Mr. Yeong," acknowledged Junsu. 

'One hour?' Yanmei's eyes grew wide at the time he demanded. 

As soon as Junsu closed the conference door, Anton turned to Yanmei's flushed face and said, "I see you got the flowers I sent yesterday… Does that mean you forgive me?"