Chapter 1121

Cedric remained entirely speechless.

Was he invisible?

Although the boss and his wife had reconciled, and the boss had been in an exceptionally good mood these past few days, treating his subordinates with unprecedented warmth...

Being subjected to their constant public displays of affection was absolute torture, especially since he didn't even have a girlfriend.

Cedric felt like he had the hardest job in the world.

When the boss and his wife finally renewed their vows and threw a wedding, it would be a crime if they didn't make him a groomsman.

"Cedric?"

Cedric was snapped back to reality by the slight elevation in Remington's voice.

He hurriedly looked over at his boss lounging on the sofa, and only then did he notice a very distinct, deep bite mark on Remington's neck.

The skin was broken, leaving no doubt as to who the masterpiece belonged to.

This was just...

The boss really spoiled his wife rotten.

"Cedric!"

Remington's voice deepened, and Cedric hastily lifted his gaze, meeting the man's somber eyes. He suddenly realized he had spaced out twice right under his boss's

nose.

He hadn't heard a single word of why his boss had called him.

He was doomed!

Cedric instinctively shot a desperate plea for help toward Lizetta. Her expression was gentle and amused as she stepped in to save him.

"Cedric, you've been working so hard these past few days. With Remington stuck here, you've had to run back and forth between the company and the hospital. Did you not get enough sleep last night?"

Lizetta then turned to Remington and added,

"Honey, once this busy period is over, you should give Cedric a proper vacation." Remington didn't buy the lack-of-sleep excuse for a second.

Cedric was a champion sleeper; the man could pass out anywhere the moment his head hit a pillow.

Back when Lizetta had left and Remington had suffered from severe insomnia, Cedric had the audacity to fall asleep in seconds right in front of him.

Cedric's distant expression just now clearly meant his mind was wandering off to god-knows-where.

But since Lizetta had spoken up, Remington couldn't refuse.

Under Cedric's hopeful gaze, Remington gave a slight nod.

"Fine."

Cedric was just about to grin and thank him when Remington added,

"Your boss's wife is certainly considerate of you."

That didn't sound good at all.

Was the boss actually jealous of him?

Good lord, that was a massive misunderstanding.

Cedric rushed to explain, "Mrs. Dashiell is only looking out for me because she cares about you, Boss! She wants me in top form so I can serve you better. It's her way of showing she cares about you I w actually just thinking about how envious your relationship makes me. You two must be planning a wedding soon, and I was wondering if I'd be lucky enough to score a spot as a groomsman."

Remington arched a brow. "That's what you were thinking about?"

Cedric was more optimistic about, their relationship than Remington himself was. Good. No wonde Lizettá found him endearing and defended him at every turn.

Looking at Cedric now, Remington decided his assistant really was a talent.

The man didn't hesitate to grant his wish.

"You can."

Cedric froze for a second before his face lit up with absolute joy.

"You really mean it, Boss? Don't worry, I'll start hitting the gym and working on my

abs right away. I won't embarrass you or Mrs. Dashiell."

Watching Cedric practically bouncing on his heels, Lizetta didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Since when was she getting married anytime soon?

These two had it all figured out, feeding off each other's energy. K she pointed out that she hadn't even considered remarrying let alone

planning a wedding, she'd just be a massive buzzkill.

Fortunately, Cedric caught Lizetta's subtle side-eye and knew how to read a room.

He quickly changed the subject. "What were your orders, Mr. Dashiell?"