Sleeping With The CEO
Chapter 79: For The Best

Chapter 79: For The Best

The walk out of Haven Group headquarters felt unreal. Emily kept expecting herself to turn back at any second, tell Derek that she was joking, and then on Monday, come back and they would both laugh about the whole thing.

But she did not do that, instead, she just kept walking. All around her, people who were now her former co-workers moved about. Some of them knocking off. There were a few waves, a few nods in her direction, but no one really paid much attention to her.

She did not have any friends there, no one really did. But she did not try to fake it. So none of them knew that it would be the last time that they were seeing her working at the company and for that Emily was glad. She would not have been able to take the crocodile tears while it was clear that they were all cheering behind her back.

Walking with a confidence that she did not feel, Emily made her way out of the building and out into the pouring rain. Shrugging on her yellow raincoat, she moved through a sea of umbrellas, making her way to the bus stop.

She made it there just as a bus was taking off, but rather than leave with it, Emily went to the bus stop and sat down.

It was strange, Emily felt as though she had just sat down for a little bit. Just to think, but the next time she looked up, it was dark, and when she stood up, she nearly fell thanks to the dizzy spell that overcame her.

When she looked at her phone, it informed her that she had been there for almost three hours.

Oh.

Still not quite feeling like herself, she sat back down, and when she did, her mind took her down memory lane.

Before her job at Haven, Emily had been the tumbleweed of the working world. She had moved from one job to the other, sometimes in the space of a week. You would meet her as a candy striper on Monday, then on Friday, she would be selling you insurance.

That was her life back then, and she had made peace with it. Never feeling any type of way about the places she worked in, the tasks she was doing, or the people that she was working with because in most cases she had known that she would not be staying long.

There was that time that she had been a barista. She had held that job for a solid month, and then one day she’d not had enough sleep. Instead of sleeping, she had spent the night staring at the shadows in her room convinced that they were about to jump out and choke her to death. Needless to say, the next day at work she had been a total disaster.

She had fallen asleep while pouring a customer’s order. One hand on the expensive coffee machine’s lever and the other on the customer’s coffee cup. The only thing that had saved her from being scalded had been the manager realizing that she was asleep, and pulling the lever up before taking the nearly full cup from her.

A veteran in both sleeping whilst standing up, and sometimes sleeping with her eyes open, Emily had not woken up until she’d heard the little bell above the door ring. She had blinked awake to the sight of a manager who had managed to pull off looking both amazed and scared at the same time.

The man had commended her sleeping skills, and he had also given her, her last paycheck.

There was also the time when she had managed to land a gig at a catering company. They had been loading up the plates, getting ready to go set up, and Emily, who had barely been able to keep her eyes open had tripped and fallen. That would not have been so bad, it could have just ended with her having to dust herself off and keep working. But she had been carrying a stack of plates at the time, and not only had she broken those, she had also broken all the other plates as she’d grabbed onto the tablecloth that they had been placed on top of.

She had walked away from that job, without pay and with deep knowledge of just how loud an angry older woman could get.

After that fiasco she had gone to work at a pet store, thinking there was no way she could mess that up.

Ha! Long story short, on her last day, she had found herself lying in a sea of dog food while a kitten clung to her hair as it tried to get to a parrot on one of the shelves. That had not been a good day at all, and Emily still shuddered to think of it.

But then in the midst of all of that, along had come Haven Group.

The day that she had gotten hired, Emily had walked in expecting to at least get a job as a cleaner.

But then she’d heard "I quit! You are cold, heartless, and the worst boss that I have ever had! And you can forget it if you expect me to have these notes transcribed by the end of the day! I quit!" Everyone had been watching the scene unfold, a dark-haired young woman losing it some guy who did not seem bothered in the least.

"Darling, thank you for saving me the phone call to HR, you were fired yesterday, you just did not know it yet," Had been the man, still unbothered’s solid comeback. Even Emily had felt that one.

The girl had bumped into Emily as she had passed, wiping angrily at her face.

Seeing someone so fed up that they were literally blowing their career up, just to get away should have deterred Emily. But she had been fired, and had quit many times before. She had nothing to lose simply by throwing her hat in the ring.

So while the man had stood there, his cold eyes scanning the room while everyone else cowered, no one wanting to draw his attention, Emily had taken her shot.

"I can transcribe your notes for you," She’d said, ignoring the multiple shocked gasps as she had stepped forward, her eyes fixed on the devastatingly handsome man’s green eyes.

"And just who might, you be?" He had asked.

"Your new PA, Emily Molson," She had told him, her voice carrying all the confidence of a perpetual job seeker.

"And you are?" She had continued and someone at the back had made a noise lime they were dying.

"Derek, Derek Haven," Back then Emily had thought, ’cute, he has the same last name as the company’ and dismissed it as a coincidence.

"Nice to meet you, Derek, now, where is my office," More than a few people had fainted, but Emily had ignored them, eyes still on Derek.

"Very well then, Emily, show me what you have got," He had led her to the elevators. The fact that they went all the way to the top floor the first indicator that Derek Haven was big deal. When they had gotten to the office, Emily had pushed all of that to the side and gotten to work, intent impressing him.

And impress she had. She had gone home that day with a job and managed to keep it for two years. A boss who only sighed when he caught her sleeping at work. A boss who laughed when she accidentally poured juice on a dignitary’s lap because she was sleepy. A boss who did not mind that sometimes her mood was not at its best. One who valued her honesty, and who was kind to her in his own way. Always talking to her like an equal instead of an underling.

And now she had gone and taken all of that away from herself. But as she looked at the cars zooming past, sending water flying, Emily knew that she had made the right choice. Her sleeping problems were at their worst, and were not improving.

She was likely to have made a big mistake soon if she had kept on working at Haven Group.

This way, she was saving him the pain of having to fire her after the two of them had been together for so long.

It was for the best.

When the next bus came, Emily, now well beyond cold, boarded it without complaint, and spent her time on it wiping away silent tears.

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