Beatrice sighed when she looked at the pile of documents on the table.

Once again, the CEO has decided to go galavanting, and so, the work now lay upon her (and Sam's) shoulders.

Whilst it was true that Kay wasn't going to be gone for long, and true, she had done the major part already … but still!!

The real CEO was doing God-knows-what in Country M, the acting CEO is doing God-knows-what all over Country Tz while she?

She is stuck here at work doing God-knows-what.

She glared at the person sitting opposite her.

Seeing that handsome face being so serious as he did his work reminded Beatrice why she had fallen for him so long ago.

Luckily, her feelings for him had long gone and she was truly happy for him and Betty. It had been very hard the first few months, but soon, it got better. So, now, she could see him and treat him like any other ex-schoolmate of hers.

No, that was not right.

He was a good, close friend.

When it was nearing lunchtime, a familiar figure popped into the office.

First, she knocked on the door. Then, she popped her head in nervously. Upon seeing Beatrice and Sam, her face split up into a big smile and she skipepd in, her twintails swaying.

Beatrice shook her head.

Betty never did change.

Still the bunny.

Sam stood up immediately, his face showing how happy he was.

"Bunbun?! How come you're here?" Sam asked as he met her halfway as she headed towards him.

As he took the lunchbox that she was holding in her hand, she replied, "Classes were canceled today, so I - mhmmmh"

Her words were cut off as Sam had grabbed her waist, brought her close to him and sealed her lips with his own.

Beatrice's eye twitched.

Sam never did change either.

Still the kissing freak.

What was the point of asking a question if you weren't even going to listen to the reply! After a minute or two of this, Beatrice finally said in exasperation, "Oh, come on you two!! You just saw each other this morning!!"

"And that was a whole 6 hours ago," Sam drawled, breaking the kiss for a moment just to say that before continuing.

Betty, thoroughly embarrassed by now, was hitting Sam on his back but he ignored that for a second before he finally let Betty go.

Beatrice looked down at her documents, for her eye was twitching so much just seeing that. It wasn't that she was upset over Sam and Betty kissing, but it was that they were so blatant about it.

No, that Sam was so blatant about it. He had been bad before, but he was worse now. She shuddered to think about how he'd be like once he got married.

Betty was glad that Beatrice wasn't looking at them now, for her face was so red that she couldn't look at Beatrice.

"You're so bad," whispered Betty at Sam, hitting him on the shoulder.

Sam just grinned and kissed the top of her head before he took her hand and led her to his desk. His desk, like him, was clear and organised with the work he was doing already at one side.

He took out a placemat from his drawer and placed the lunchbox on top of it. It was actually a three-layer tiffin box. Instead of each layer having different type of food, it was actually three nicely packed lunch in three containers.

Betty took one and gave it to Beatrice. Beatrice was surprised, though in retrospect, she shouldn't have been. Betty was like that.

"Thank you," Beatrice said, taking the container.

Inside, there was rice and two dishes on its side. Betty also handed her some cutlery, and said, "Why don't you eat with us?"

Beatrice didn't need to look up to know Sam had a displeased expression on his face. What, be a lampost over there?

Thank you, but no thank you.

"That's sweet of you, Betty, but you go ahead and eat first with Sam," Beatrice replied, smiling, "I want to finish just a little bit more before I start eating."

"Okay," Betty said, not pushing it. When Beatrice is in work mode, no one could interfere.

Betty went back to Sam's table and sat on the chair that he had pulled to be beside him. Though they could have eaten in the pantry (where the coffee was made), Sam preferred to eat here with Betty.

Though the floor was the CEO's floor with the essential personnel up here, the pantry was still a common area. Sam didn't like having to be sociable during his private moments with Betty … and he didn't like the way some guys looked at her as well.

Sam knew he was becoming rather possessive but he couldn't help it.

It was already there when they were about to graduate, which was why he had proposed to her so fast. Stamping her as his was the first step.

Now, Betty was more dazzling than ever.

Her innocent face coupled with that figure of hers …

Sam focused on his food.

One month … one more month …

He kept that mantra in his mind as he ate the delicious food his bunny made for him although there was something else he wanted to eat more.

He shook his head.

One more month … one more month ...

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When the day was over, Beatrice stretched and has a smile on her face.

She was always happy whenever she managed to complete the task she had set for herself each day. Sam was also getting up, taking his briefcase in order to go home.

She handed him the empty, and washed, container from earlier.

"Please say thank you to Betty again for me," Beatrice said.

Betty didn't live with Sam, but she had free access to the house. Sam had already bought their matrimonial home and Betty's things have been slowly added in. The decorations and furnishings were all Betty's work, too.

Beatrice thought it was really nice and was very happy for the both of them.

Sam was always so meticulous in everything, and took care of Betty so well. He was so supportive of her, no matter what she wanted to do.

Even now, Betty decided that she didn't want to pursue her studies. At first, Sam had tried to persuade her to do so. So did her parents.

However, Betty was quite adamant about it.

Beatrice remembered the day they had that talk, too.

Beatrice was also part of the family discussion, having been invited by Betty's parents. They said it was because Betty respected her a lot and would listen to her.

Having an extra voice of reason would be good.

"I don't have to go to school," Betty insisted, "Sam will take care of me."

"Bunbun," Sam said, taking her hand in his, "Of course I'll take care of you but we don't know what the future may hold. Wouldn't it be better if you have some sort of degree, if you want to work later on?"

Betty pouted at him, "Didn't you say that you'd support me no matter what I chose?"

"Of course," Sam said, "But -"

"Then it's settled," Betty said.

"Sweetheart," came the soft voice of Agnes, Betty's mum, "Sam is right. Listen to him."

"Mama, Papa," Betty said, looking at her parents, "I know education is important, but it doesn't have to be college."

She turned to look at Sam, then back at her parents, "Sam is the greatest thing that has happened to me and I want to be his pillar of support."

They looked at her in puzzlement, as she continued to explain, "He has been working hard for Kyle since schooldays. I want him to be able to come home to a warm house, with a wife waiting for him. I want to be the one who gives him the comfort and love after a hard day's work."

Betty gripped Sam's hand, "Do you remember what you said before? When I was feeling so bad about not being able to help you with your work?"

Sam nodded.

"I want to be a housewife," Betty said, "But that doesn't mean I don't plan to improve myself. I want to take classes like cooking, sewing, and all sorts of things. I just don't want to go to school for it. I don't want to waste time learning things I won't ever be using."

"Sam works hard and earns enough for us and our future children to last us for a lifetime. So, I want to devote myself to taking care of him in return."

Betty looked at her parents, "That's okay, right?"

Everyone sighed at that and finally dropped the matter.

Beatrice smiled to herself when she thought of that day. As she walked out of the office building, she saw the Dante twins.

Oh, crap.