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CEO's Allergy

Chapter 4 Meteor Shower

Word Count: 1640 | Released on: 23/04/2025

be's

all over me!" Richard snapped,

still holding my hair

y. Can't you just

ace. "But I can't stand it when my hair is wet. Ar

e. "No need. I'm alread

n, I snee

ops of my sneeze land

ed and reached out to wipe it

y happens," he said with a scowl, lettin

whispered again

disasters. Maybe I'll have a laugh," he said, the corner

lly sick,"

bout the letter. The one you've been

normal letter,"

on, it's obviously a lo

. "It's an IOU. Yeah.

. "An IOU... in

how did you know it was

was cleaning the guest room, I

eart dropped. "Y

dy in the furnace by now.

o smugly, like he'd just

me I spent on that letter!" I

?" he said, folding his arms. "Why did you even lea

ay in my room? You ruined my confession! A

h went

so I thought. I looked up and noticed the

d softly. I stepped out from unde

d tiny stars poked throu

s now," I whispered. "The

stepped

xed on the sky. "We were going to watch the Persei

. "I didn't expect you

be sipping wine in a hot spring. Not...

our feelings tha

side-eye. "It

ys at that age-even if they seem romantic-it's all just illusions made up by girl

on't lump him together with playb

e who pushed me to the ground today. Judging by your moves

hat!" I

. Wha

now you're going t

om him. "I don't want to

nk. "You really don't w

the meteor s

ds over my ey

ing at my wrists, try

, annoyed, but he didn't stop

," he

in long, slow streaks. I had only ever seen pictures of meteo

pered. "So this is what

rgot about Richard

wish," I added wi

garbage floating in space. Maybe it's the toilet bowl of a space

You're such a dirty adult. Can't

e was giving up. "Fine, fi

lly, "First, I wish a bus shows up right n

"Hey... what's

arms. "Why sh

Whatever. My s

shouted, pointing as

ised. "No way. My

is magical. And if that wish came tru

I sat by the window, and for

"You know, you have a good head-to-body rati

hotel, don't ride in my car anymore.

aised my vo

want to be famous

lace. I don't need your fancy hotel or your fancy car. An

" he asked

n change girlfriends like that, I guess you change your calendars too. You like cha

ways of complimenting. But listen, a nameless person like

harply. "Who are y

id. "Tell me

Phoebe Harpe

"In the end,

e!" I pointed

t now, if I ever see your name again, I'll know to stay f

at him. "How

rted slowing down, "was to never see you

mug smile and

ing about you either! Not even a word or a pixel! You'

ed "Don't worry about that". The b

whether to laugh, cry, or scream. Everything that was supposed to be special t

cause

me, annoyed me, and still someho

gant, and careless. He threw away my l

he way he was surprised when the bu

forgive him for

ing streetlight. He looked annoyed and tired. He walked insid

he counter nodde

phone, dialed a n

"You... Stop asking questions. Just find m

ankle by the lake. Luckily, her schoolmates found her. She's back at the hotel now. But they're all looking for someo

"She came to th

aparazzi or anything. J

cond. Then Richard said, "

" Mason repl

uttered. "I need to find something. It migh

he hu

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“In my world, Perfection is a luxury I can't afford. Scholarships? Like limited-edition designer bags-I admire from afar, knowing they'll never be mine. Awards? Please. Those are for the lucky. And luck? I used up all of mine just getting into a third-tier college. That was until the unthinkable happened at the Wellington Corporation Group Scholarship Awards ceremony. A moment I wasn't even supposed to be in the room for. I, Phoebe Harper-the girl who barely scrapes tuition and only shows up on the dean's radar when fees are overdue-was called up on stage. Me. Of all people. For a scholarship sponsored by the most prestigious corporation in the city. Students when you hear your names, [Wellington Corporation Group Scholarship Award Ceremony] Please come on stage to receive the award - Our Dean, Mr Lawrence said Environmental Design, Bethany Williams Product Design, Adams Hart [Wellington Corporation Group Scholarship Award Ceremony] Fashion Design, Mandy Swiss. These are the recipients of...... Wellington Corporation Group Scholarship in the year 2017. Please give them a round of applause. Sir, there is still one more person - One of the Cordinators on stage said I'm sorry. I missed out one person. Fine arts and Drawing, Phoebe Harper Is Phoebe Harper here? Phoebe Harper? [Richard Wellington] She isn't Phoebe Harper, of course If Phoebe Harper is half as feminine as Kira, She wouldn't have been single until now Did he say Phoebe Harper? Did I hear it right? She's receiving a Scholarship? - Kira said You heard it right. This is a stage name. There is only one person with this name in the Arts Department. It isn't a rare character. - Chloe said It's impossible to say it wrong for twice. This person who looks like she's good at studying... Isn't Phoebe Harper - Kira said She isn't a student in this University. She only came over to eat in the canteen here. Why is she late today? - Chloe said Phoebe Harper, pls come on stage to receive the award "Phoebe, here. Come here" Kira waved at me immediately I entered into the Hall, not realizing the situation on ground, I rushed to my friends and sat with them Why are you sitting here? Go and take your award. What award? Me? - I surprisingly asked This is frustrating. You received a Scholarship... sponsored by Wellington Corporation Group **That was how it happened on our Award Ceremony....** --- My name is Phoebe Harper-Pheebs to my friends. I'm independent, fiery, and fiercely committed to everything I've built from the ground up. But nothing prepared me for the man whose heart was locked behind a phobia... or for the fight it would take to reach him. Richard isn't just a billionaire with a sharp tongue and an ice-cold stare. He's a man hiding behind a wall of latex and antiseptic, battling a severe misophobia-an allergy to human touch. That's what no one knows Rich, ruthless, always in gloves, and definitely out of my league. I didn't plan to fall into his world. I didn't plan for him to fall into mine. But fate, it seems, is the biggest wildcard of all. Here is our story....”