A One Night Stand With My Boss (by Ela Osaretin)

Chapter 15

Connor sent a photo to the family doctor The Adams, what is this medication?

In just a few seconds. Connor's phone rang, and Dr. Adams was on the line

As soon as he answered, the doctor asked urgently, "Mr. Connor, who is taking this medication?"

Connor loosened his tie and furrowed his brows slightly, replying, "That's none of your concem."

Dr. Adams cleared his throat before speaking, "Biktarvy is an antiretroviral medication used as an initial treatment for adults with HIV-1 infection

He paused, then added. "It's also known as a blockade drug for AIDS"

Connor's actions froze, and his dark eyes narrowed suddenly

After Dr. Adams finished speaking, sweat trickled down his spine.

"How many pills are taken per day?" Connor asked calmly.

"One per day."

"Ainght, I understand. Don't tell my grandfather about this, Connor said sternly.

"Understood," Dr. Adams nodded vigorously, "Mr. Connor, if you need to get tested...

"No need." Connor out him off and ended the call. He sat back in his chair, thoughtfully staring at the door, rhythmically tapping his fingers on the desk.

Three pills were missing from the box. She must have started taking them on Sunday.

His brows were tightly knit. Who was she protecting herself against? That's also his first time alright?

And to think she believed he had that disease!

The more he thought about it, the more upset he became, and he pressed the intercom

Camila had just put the pill in her mouth when the phone rang. She hurriedly swallowed the pill with a big gulp of water and answered, "Mr. Connor."

"Come in."

She could sense a hint of anger in Connor's voice. She muttered under her breath about being summoned during lunch break and thought Capitalist! Exploiter!

She stood up, straightened her clothes, and knocked twice on the door of the CEO's office before entering with a professional smile. "Mr. Connor, you wanted to see me?"

Connor's face looked sour as if he had a bad taste in his mouth. Oh wait, he always looked like that in the mornings.

Camila noticed that Connor was silent, staring intensely at her his gaze piercing like a sword. She felt a sudden unease. Her professional smile was almost faltering when Connor finally spoke slowly. "What medication are you taking?" Camila was choked up. Did he see her medication when he placed his lunchbox on her desk?

Her mind went blank, realizing he must have known about the preventative medication

"Throw away your medication. I'm perfectly healthy!" Connor glared at her, his teeth clenched.

Camila's smile was still frozen on her face, her toes curling in awkwardness.

With things having escalated to this point, there was no use pretending she wasn't the one from that night. She bravely replied, "Understood, I'll dispose of it right away"

Connor's eyes remained sharp as he said, "If you need compensation, I can provide you with a sum of money. I don't want a third person to know about this."

Camila scoffed silently. What did he tak

take her for?

Though, indeed, a third person already knew....

She spoke earnestly, "Mr. Connor, I've already forgotten about that night. Your performance was hardly memorable."

Connor was visibly stung by her words, his face darkening and the fury in his dark eyes nearly exploding

Camila, not waiting for his anger to erupt smiled and said, "Mr. Connor, unless there are other business matters, fill take my lunch break