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“I think that’s a lovely combination,” he agreed, his hand reaching up to gently twirl a lock of my hair around his finger.
Oliver bent down to claim my lips in a tender kiss, and butterflies fluttered in my stomach at the sensation. As our lips met, I couldn’t help but wonder: would I ever stop feeling this way? With Oliver by my side, I knew one thing for sure – our love would only continue to grow stronger with each passing day.
Chapter 7
Oliver left for London at four this morning, and I feel miserable. A bad cold has taken hold of me, likely due to the lack of sleep and the sudden change in weather. This morning, I bundled up in my heavy winter coat as the wind whipped around, sending a chill through my bones. I should've stayed home, but now, three hours later, my head is swimming, and my sinuses are filled with fluid.
For the past two weeks, I made it my mission to familiarize myself with Fox Asset Corporation’s entire portfolio. Oliver left me alone as I absorbed as much information as I could. As his soon-to-be wife, he wanted me to know everything about his businesses. During that time, I discovered just how generous my fiancé truly is. He financed several projects around the world to help the less fortunate.
Oliver was a significant donor to Kids Afloat, a charity for underprivileged youth right here in the city. He was also part of a company that provided funds at low interest rates to women and minority-owned businesses. Additionally, I found information about a charity project he was working on with Jordan Grayson and Hunter Lawson to build low-income housing and make it rent-to-own.
The more I learned about Oliver Fox, the deeper I fell in love with him, if that was even possible. I was head over heels for him, enough so that I’d been neglectful of my relationships with my family and friends. I knew I would have to work on tearing myself away to spend time with them.
“Miss Stewart?”
I looked up to see Henri at my door, wincing as the fluid in my head sloshed around, causing a wave of nausea to hit me like a wall of water. I choked back a gag as I answered.
“Yes, Henri?”
“Are you feeling okay?” he asked, a look of genuine concern on his face.
“Not really,” I mumbled.
I sneezed, and as I reached for the box of tissues on the corner of my desk, it fell to the floor.
“Damn,” I muttered, moving to retrieve it. But before I could reach it, I collapsed onto the floor.
I woke to Henri placing me on the couch in the corner of my office.
“What happened?” I asked groggily.
He looked at me with worry. “You fainted. I think you should go to the hospital.”
“I’m fine,” I protested weakly.
I coughed, feeling a sharp ache in my chest, as the phone rang on my desk.
“Can you answer that, please?” I requested, my voice hoarse.
Henri grabbed the headset and answered the call. I heard him say, “Yes, sir,” before he held out the phone to me.
“Who is it?” I asked, still trying to gather my senses.
“Mr. Fox,” Henri replied, his tone urgent.
Oliver left for London at four this morning and I feel miserable. I have a bad cold, probably from the lack of sleep and the change in the weather. This morning, I wore my heavy winter coat as the wind swirled the chilled air around me. I should’ve stayed home because now three hours later, my head was swimming as my sinuses filled with fluid.
For the past two weeks, I made it my mission to familiarize myself with Fox Asset Corporation’s entire portfolio. Oliver left me alone as I absorbed as much as I could. As his soon to be wife, he wanted me to know everything about his businesses. During that time, I learned how generous my fiancé was. He financed several projects around the world to help the less fortunate.
He was a large donor to Kids Afloat, a charity for underprivileged youth right here in the city. He was part of a company that lent funds at low interest rates to women and minority owned businesses. I also found information about a charity he was working on with Jordan Grayson and Hunter Lawson to build low income housing and make it rent to own.
The more I found out about Oliver Fox, the more I fell in love with him, if that was even possible. I was head over heels for him enough so that I’d been neglectful of my relationships with my family and friends. I knew I would have to work on tearing myself away to spend time with them.
“Miss Stewart?”
I looked up to see Henri at my door, wincing as the fluid in my head sloshed around, causing a wave of nausea to hit me like a wall of water. I choked back a gag as I answered.
“Yes, Henri?”
