Chapter 24

Third Person P.O.V "Get down, I'll do it," Mr Han requests looking up at Anna who is standing on a circular seat shaped stool to get the box on the shelf in the store room. "I'll do it,you can leave" she demanded trying to reach for the cardboard box of old items. "Why are you still mad even after apologizing" he asks softly looking up at her holding the stool as it's beginning to shake. "I never told that I accepted it," she stands straight and dusts her hands by clapping, standing back on tippie toes she tries to reach it. Mr Han stares at her observing her posture, he smiles softly examining her expression. His eyes moves downwards from her face to the neck and there his gaze stops, he gasps in excitement and curiousity, keeping a step forward he tries to take a clear ouycture of the chain she wore around her neck. His lips twitches up to a wide smile when his eyes spotted the pendant clearly, his mind trying to find how its possible,he keeps another step forward not knowing that Anna kept a step back to carry the box, she looses her balance letting the box fall down and she stumbles down on him. Opening her shut eyes she sits up immediately ,a shriek escapes her lips when she sees mr Han laying next to her.She helps him sit as he holds his hand which was below her body earlier. "You alright?," Anna asks softly looking at his hand which has turned red on the wrist. He looks at her and his gaze moves down to her neck which makes her her to look down too. "Nice chain," he smiles while she looks at him knitting her eyebrows trying to read him. "Seriously how can you comment in such a situation,you are hurt ,"she stands up and helps him to stand on his feet. .................................................................. "You are?," the nurse looks at me curiously. "His assistant," I answer taking the paper from her I walk in the room. I've been waiting outside for the past few minutes as he is being checked up and the few minutes seemed to be like hours. Mr Han is really weird,I mean how can someone tell that your chain looks good when you are hurt,has he knocked his head on something, it's really difficult to understand him. "Are you okay?," I sigh in relief walking towards him. "Just a fracture,"he tells taking his shirt with his left hand, "help me to put on,"he states trying to wear the shirt with one hand as his other arm is in the sling. I walk towards him trying not to gawk at his well built body, taking the shirt I help him insert his left arm, he unstraps the sling, moving his injured arm slowly I help him wear the shirt, pulling up his collar I fold it neatly. Keeping a step back as he stands up and looks down at me when I button up his shirt. My cheeks heats up and my heart beat is racing like I've ran a marathon,his gaze making me completely nervous and shy and I somehow managed to button up the shirt with my wobbly hands. Stepping back I take a look at him and my lips parted looking at the scene infront of me a button hasn't been done which made the one side of the shirt long and the other short. The right corner of his lips twitches up and he raises a brow amusingly which made me to look down in embarrassment. Adjusting my glasses I step forward and button his shirt , standing on my tippie toe I start buttoning from the top. "Looks like Ms Anna is flustered," I look up at him holding the edge of his shirt he chuckles. "I'm not,"I grunt and continue to do my job. He bends low which made me to step back "You are turning red," he whispers ,I bite my lower lip in shyness. "I booked a taxi for you to head home," I inform picking up his blazer and tie from the bed. "What about you?,"he asks taking out his phone from the pocket,he meddles with it seriously. "I've got plans,"I shrug my shoulders when he looks at me. "Ms Anna," he steps forward towards me while i6 bring my hand infront to keep distance" Shouldn't you help me as I'm injured because of you," "Okay,okay," I step back and hands over the sling to him. "Help me," he exclaims like a little child. Stepping forward I stand on my tippie toes again to move the strap around his neck I settled the sling. "Let's head home," he walks away and I follow him. It's six now and the sky begins to dark, getting out of the taxi I pay the driver and Mr Han walks in stomping his feet hard making me know that he is angry. He is surely soo immature and childish. "Thanks," I say softly meddling with the handle of my bag. "You're welcome,"He blurts dryly and walks out of the elevator he opens the door scanning the left thumb, I hurry behind him. Hanging his blazer on the coat hanger rack I wlak in following him, abruptly he stops in his tracks and turns around making my head hit on his chest. "Help me to remove my shirt," "What?," I stare up at him. Removing the buttons does not take much effort I guess and I'm sure that he can do it with one hand as I have seen him doing that when he is hot or tired. "You can do that,"I snap, he glares down at me and I try my best to ignore it and continue my work but I couldn't. "Fine," I step forward and unbutton his shirt "You are not gonna ask me to unbutton your oaynts too right," I scoff sarcastically while I unbutton the last one. I walk away ignoring his intense gaze, I stop by the door way when I hear him "I don't mind if you will," "Weirdo," gritting my teeth I tramp out. Freshening up myself I change into my pyjamas. I decided to prepare dinner and soup for Mr Han. Putting the cut vegetables in the boiling soup I grab the jar of salt. Opening the jar I take a limited amount of salt in the spoon and sprinkle that in the soup,my actions pause when I hear the knock on my door and the bell rings as well. Rushing to the door I open to find none other than the Mr Weirdo standing infront of me with his robe on. "Help me tie this," he utters gesturing down at the hanging strap. Rolling my eyes I step forward and take the strap in my hand,I knot it trying not to make any contact with his skin as our closeness making my nostrils fill with his minty smell. I calm myself down trying not to be angry after all I was the reason why he is injured ,the doctor told that the bandage can be removed in a week and it's just a minor fracture and I'm sure that he is enjoying all this by the smile that plays on his lips. "I smell something good,"he asks crunching up his nose. Standing straight I look up at him with a grin "I prepared dinner and soup for you," the last three words comes out as a whisper. "You are soo thoughtful," he says his voice low.