Chapter 50: Chapter 50

**Cassie’s POV**

We get inside the fancy restaurant he brought me to. The interior felt luxurious from every corner. The big chandelier is proof that this place is not intended for commoners like me.

I sighed when we found a table next to the corner. There are not many people here, maybe because it's already past one in the afternoon.

"Hey, Mr. Ross, you can treat me to a much cheaper place." "It looks like the food here is my salary for the next few months," I said to him enough for him to hear.

He cackles. "Please call me Derek when we are outside. It is not like I am still your boss now. Aside from that, if I can treat you better, why shouldn't I?" He said it was a trivial matter.

I know he is beyond imaginable rich, but I am still bothered and uncomfortable that he will spend lots of money on me. I hope my thoughts are wrong.

"But still," I said, trying to disagree with him, but when he glared, I felt like I needed to shut up right now or else.

"Money is everywhere for me. It would not hurt my pocket to spend money on this place; remember that."

I nodded in defeat. I have nothing to say anyway. And he is not the type of guy who will stop reasoning things out just to get what he wants.

We ordered food, and since we are here, I think I will treat myself with my own money. This is his compensation for doing that thing in front of me.

I already have lobster and steak, too. He ordered more meat, and I can see that there is not a single vegetable on his plate. It reminds me of my husband's way of eating.

"You hate vegetables, don't you?" I ask him.

He nodded while chewing his food.

"Yeah, but before I got into a car accident, I remembered that I ate vegetables. But now it feels disgusting and terrible," he said, and the disgust is evident on his face.

I can't help but chuckle. "I remember my husband; he hates vegetables too."

He smiled. "It seems like he is the best man you can ever have," he said.

I nodded. "I don't plan to love any other man if it is not him." I will dedicate my last breath to him.

We eat in peace, and sometimes he is also asking things. There are a few questions that I can answer, but some are too private.

After lunch, we go back to the office, and I ask if we can separate. I want to ride a cab, and he should go back to the company first. I hope I did not offend him since I explained my reasons why.

I just don't want to inflict some malicious rumor. I can't handle the stress that much since my baggage is full at this moment.

When I came back to my workplace, Angel was already waiting for me there. Her arms are crossed, and it looks like she is disappointed that much.

"Angel?" I call out the name that snaps her back to reality.

"Ah, Cassie! What happens? Are you okay? That bastard did not harm you or harass you, right?" She said it with a worried tone.

I smiled. "I am fine." "He just treats me outside since it looks like he is too guilty of what happened this morning," I explained.

She sighed in relief. "That's good. Don't be too close to your boss. His charms will only lead to painful mistakes. I am a witness to how many women he can break in days and weeks. He treats women like toys," she warned me.

I nodded. "Okay, I understand. In the very first place, I have no plan of being too attached to him. I don't want to embarrass the involved by rejecting his proposal. And I am not planning to be on that kind of affair. I love my husband more than anyone else."

even though he is not here anymore.

I will forever choose Kaiden for the rest of my life.

Luckily, after almost two weeks, I finally grasped my routine work.

I might be busier than before, but I never neglect my son. I still see to it that I have enough or plenty of time for Charlie.

Derek is kind enough to make my working schedule for weekdays only, and Saturday and Sunday are my vacant days, but of course, if there is a pile of work to be done or an emergency, I still need to work on Saturday.

"Mom?" Charlie said she was snapping me back to reality.

We are inside an ice cream store. It looks like my son is enjoying our bonding time. I received my first paycheck yesterday, so I want to treat Charlie.

I remember yesterday, I almost dropped my jaw for too much shock when I saw the insane number of digits on my bank account. I thought it was some kind of prank or joke, but Angel said that our boss gave us plenty of bonuses.

Now I know why so many people want to work for his company.

"Do you like the ice cream?" I asked him.

"Yes, Mom! "But can we eat some meat also?"

"Of course!"

We decided to search for a nearby restaurant. My paycheck is enough for us to eat at least once at a fancy restaurant.

We manage to find one, and when we enter, there are lots of people inside. Families or friends gather at different tables.

We searched for a table, and when we found one, I asked a waiter what their best menu was.

"Good day, steak, and our famous buttered lobster is our best seller of all time," he said politely while smiling.

It looks like my son is so excited about his food. "Give me two servings of that food and iced tea for our drinks, thank you."

"Right away, ma'am."

While we were waiting for the food, I did not expect to see my boss there.

Like he is at the table with a beautiful girl. Maybe Derek is in disguise, but I can smell his unique scent, so I know that he is that person.

I know firsthand that the rumor is true about him being a womanizer. But I did not know that he was this level of a womanizer.

And I am also confused about what this uncomfortable feeling is that is building up in my chest.

"Are you okay, Mom?" Charlie asked me in a worried tone.

"I am fine, just a little bit hungry," I said, which is just a complete excuse.

We waited for the food, and after a hundred years, the food arrived. We are so hungry that I completely forgot that my boss is just a few tables away from us.

On the very place I should stop minding him now, right? Like it is his own life, and I should mind my business. From the start, I put it in my mind that I should distance myself from him. He might be generous and kind to a boss who owns a chain of businesses, but that would not change the fact that he is also a threat to me.

Just as we were about to finish our meal, the accident saw that the girl slapped my boss's face. My jaw dropped to the floor, and all of the people who saw what happened were too shocked to make a sound.

"You jerk! Bastard! After you use me, you will just throw me away like a piece of garbage! How could you do this to me?"

The girl took a glass of wine and poured it on the head of Mr. Ross. The crying girl left the establishment, and I gulped.

Well, I hate to say it, but my boss might deserve that thing to happen.

Just as we were about to leave, my boss saw us. I want to hide, but it will just be futile since he saw us.

"Cassie, I never thought I would run to you in this place... Oh, did you just happen to see that scene?" he asked.

I nodded slowly. He sighed, and it looks like Derek is too embarrassed. "I am sorry if you had to see that happen. But that happens to me a lot," he said.

I bit my lips and gave up. It is true that he is terrible at handling relationships, or is he handling relationships? Or just playing around?

"Nah, it is nothing. I saw worse," I reminded him of that thing in his office. He seriously needs to work on his bad habits of playing with women's hearts.

I am so thankful that I am not one of those crazy girls who like him too much.

"Is this your son? Hi kid!" Derek greeted my son.

"Good day, sir."

"Your son is a handsome fella! I can see that he will make many girls cry because of his charm," said my boss. I hope he will not influence my son, or I will resort to this thing more than anything else.

"Charlie will never be that type of person. He took his personality with him. He's a very loyal guy, and I know my son will be the same."

My boss looks too stunned to speak. I want to excuse myself, but he insisted on driving us home. I accept his offer since my son looks too tired, and honestly, commuting here is either too bothersome or expensive.

We are inside his car, and Charlie is already fast asleep. I am also tired because of the weekly work pile, and to sum it up, it was and will never be easy to be a single mother who needs to work for this family.

"It must be hard for you to raise him alone."

I sighed. "It is all worth it as long as my son grows healthy, strong, and has everything that he wants, as long as I can give those things to him. As a mother, I wish nothing but my son's happiness."

"But how about yours?"