393 Angry Water (1/2)

Xiu looked up from the phone screen and squinted her eyes at Mr. Moody who was emanating a thick grumpy and sulky vibes. To be honest, it was weird seeing Dylan in a disheveled look. He always dressed immaculately in his designer suits. But right now, his tie was nowhere to be found. The first two buttons of his white button-down were undone.

His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. His hair was left untamed while he raked his fingers repeated through his thick hair. His eyes were sullen and his lips were curled downward. Even his skin looked dull.

He reminded Xiu of a sad movie hero from the 90s. Definitely his CEO charms were nonexistent today. To think that a girl was a reason behind his state, Woah! That really was unexpected!

Xiu pressed her lips together as she noticed his condition.

”Good morning, grouchy!” she couldn't help being a bit sarcastic as she followed him to his office.

”My morning is looking bleak, matey!” he retorted depressingly.

While Xiu was contemplating what to say to him, he went on, ”Did you and your husband had to create that drama at the entrance?”

”Me and my husband?” Xiu repeated with raised brows.

Dylan sighed gloomily, ”You both act like newlyweds.” Saying that he turned his desktop screen towards her and played the newly uploaded video on the company forum which clearly showed Xiu and Darren's love confessions.

”I thought you strictly prohibited gossips on the forum. Aren't you gonna do something about it?” she quirked up her brow at him.

He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, ”I'm not planning on it. I want other singles like me to suffer as much as I am seeing you two lovebirds.” he stared at her face and added, ”I say just tie the knot already. Why the hold-up?”

Xiu held back her smile as she remarked, ”For now, it seems like your love life is in a knot. Or maybe knots.” She went on sarcastically, ”Don't tell me you couldn't do the simplest thing I asked of you. How could you not even talk to a girl? You just had to clear your feelings to her and you couldn't even do that?”

Dylan closed his eyes briefly and spoke in a perpetually tired voice, ”I tried. But she's not even listening to me. She ran before I could say anything.”

”And you didn't run after her?” She shook her head at him and tut-tutted to show her disapproval. ”You're...”

”I'm what?” he asked since she abruptly stopped without completing her sentence.

”I'm looking for the right adjective here,” she stated as she looked thoughtfully at him. ”Ah! I found it. You're miserable! That's the right adjective for you.”

”Xiu, I thought you're on my side?” Dylan complained softly.