Chapter ３

"Berthaire's office, hi, Mrs. Reynolds." It was another day at work, and I sat at the station and answered the phone. This is my other work. Answering phone calls for Dr. Berthaire and writing down appointments. So basically, I am kinda like her secretary or assistant. 

"Go to my grandmother's house and tell her that I will go back later. I still have work to do... Okay, can you wait a minute? See you at home." The aunt at the oblique rear of the station is calling home. She is old and wearing reading glasses, and she is still busy. I listened to what she had to say. She will be late today, she said. 

"You know what? You go, I can help you." I let the aunt go first. I took her unfinished work and asked her to go home early.

"Thanks, Linda, you're so nice." She was so happy that she could get off work early. She then took the clothes hanging from the chair and went out. 

"No problem." I said then let out a smile. They were all nice so why wouldn't I be nice to them too? 

"Hi, George." A middle-aged Mediterranean uncle, with puffy bags under his eyes and stooped waist, looked like he didn't have a neck in his clothes. Yes, he was George.

"How are you, Linda?" He is holding a paper bag in his hand.

"Very well, what have you got?"

"The doctor told me to bring this from home." George said with his mouth wide open and his eyes round and pompous. He stiffly handed me a paper bag.

"Oh, okay, very good, the doctor will meet you soon." I looked at the contents, and my heart was a little disgusted. As George walked out of the door, I quickly applied some hand sanitizer to my hands.

There are more patients that came today so I got a little busy. I was busy writing on the computer in front of me that I didn't notice another one came in. I quickly apologized and asked for her appointment. 

Lunch came and I didn't notice the time until the doctor went out and said she was going to eat first. She invited me and since I was shy, I declined her saying I prepared for my lunch when in fact, I plan to go to the nearby shop and buy my food from there because I know that doctor will eat in her usual place. 

After lunch, we became busy again. I sigh and proceed on my day. I wish this day would be much faster. 

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One day when I was busy scrolling on my social media using my phone and just lying in bed, I received a call from Elena. I'm contemplating whether I should answer her or not since the article I am reading is so interesting, I am afraid that it will disappear if I answer her call. Thinking that it was about something serious, I pressed the answer button and placed the phone near my ear. 

"Hey, what's up? No, I'm not doing anything today. Yes. Why? You needed help? Sure."

I put my phone down and sigh. Since we have something to do later, I decided to take a nap first. I charged my phone then lay down on my bed. 

"Thank you." Elena is my friend and dessert chef. Today, she was preparing some desserts for a party. The party was crowded. She was so busy that she called me and Dylan to help. Of course, since she was our friend and we love dessert, we quickly agreed to her. 

"Here we come." I came with Dylan and saw that the chopping board in front of her was full of many kinds of food, which needed to be processed again.

"Thank God you're here. There are two girls missing tonight. Here, I'm sorry that's all we have left." She said, throwing two overalls for us to change and starting her work again. There are many people in the restaurant, but she is the only one busy on Elena's side.

"It's so cute, you know, I'm happy. It's sexy to dress like this, isn't it?" Dylan put on his apron and held a wall post beside him in a position that he thought he was handsome. Let's judge him. I'm not even kidding. 

"It looks good on you." Elena looked at his dress. 

"Take off your apron." We're here to help Elena. He's still playing a fashion show there. I'm a little unhappy so I stare at him.

"Hey, what's the matter?" He understood the purpose of his coming, he said "I'm sorry" and took off his apron with great understanding. 

One of the things I like about the two is that they can understand me when I am serious and not playing around. They also know how to shut up or slow down when I am not in the mood. We are like that to each other so I am thankful. 

"Where do we start?" I fastened my apron and asked Elena where I could help.

"Well, take these shrimp balls out and get a nice name." Elena handed each of us a plate of shrimp balls. She set the plate, which looked very good.

"I think this name is also good."

"Is there anything wrong with the name?" I had not walked out of the restaurant a few meters away with food, and I saw the man in the crowd. Yes, it was him again, as handsome as ever.

"Oh, my God, it's him." I shoved Dylan back to the restaurant with food, and did not forget to look back at him. He was chatting with his friends and laughing happily, but fortunately he didn't notice.

"Who, who is it?" Dylan looked blankly and tried to find the person I was talking about through the dining room curtain

"The man I met, he's here."

"Where?" "What?" The three of us poked our heads out from behind the dining room curtain and looked at the man.

"I met him three times in two days. What probability is this? Under what circumstances will there be such an opportunity?" I can't suppress the joy in my heart, which makes me very excited.

"For example, no," Dylan said with a calm eyes. 

"That's Dr. Field. This is his party. He just moved back from San Francisco," Elena said methodically. She works in this restaurant. It's not surprising that she knows this, but now I know it, too. At least I know what his name is and what his occupation is.

"Really?" I asked, really curious about him. 

"That's right." I looked at his side of the face while talking with others from a distance, and with Elena's affirmative tone, I remembered that I happened to meet this man in the past two days. I became interested in this man and wanted to know more about him.

"You're right, he's really handsome," even Dylan said. In fact, his tall nose, deep eyes and sexy stubble are the signs of his excellence.

A lot of prominent people at the party, Three or two stand together and talk and laugh, In the hall lights reflect each other, I am ready to meet the man, I re-end the plate of shrimp balls towards him, his handsome face, strong posture, I slightly bowed my head, around him round and round walking back and forth secretly looked at him, and then, I chose the best position to stand there, standing and a good position to look at him.