Not your typical baby mama

Ahismine@***.com: Not curious about how I came to know about your assistant?

No response. He didn't expect it but she would respond soon. Although he had a hard time sleeping that night, he still managed to catch a few hours of some good sleep.

Next day.

Ahismine@***.com: Not curious about me at all?

So many emails sat in his inbox demanding his attention but he remained focused on Amy's. What if she really could not see his messages because she received too many emails? She was the most sought after hacker in the country. If that's the case, he should compose another one. But he couldn't think of one. So he set an alarm to come up with one..... an hour from then.

An hour later.

Ahismine@***.com: Chinese or french cuisine for lunch. I'll eat what you decide.

Another hour later.

Ahismine@***.com: I'm feeling hot, should I turn on the aircon or not. I'll do what you decide.

Another hour later, Zach looked around his office trying to decide what he could use to get her opinion on. Yeah, he would keep writing her until she responds. His stomach growled from hunger. Was he really going on a hunger strike because she hadn't responded? He looked at his messages. Perhaps he should be petty? She wasn't responding anyway. Anything would suffice as a message to get her attention.

If Amy was deliberately ignoring his messages, then he could guess that she was probably annoyed by the hourly messages. Contrary to that, Amy thought she would lose her mind. He had gone from writing every day to writing every hour. She really wanted to respond, but she did not want to link him to her. She saw how easily they targeted Dylan. She knew that, although she had escaped their trap, they probably kept their eyes peeled for any sight of her. She had angered them and they would probably strike at any opportunity.

Although Zach was capable, she did not want to implicate him. Did he really figure out who she was? She wanted to know why he was writing to her but at the same time she could not. She shouldn't. But now he was guilt tripping her. Her phone chimed again.

Ahismine@***.com: Still waiting to hear what you decide. I can't do anything without you.

Stella was buffled when she saw Amy groan. What had gotten the girl so worked up? Amy felt helpless. He really shouldn't talk to her. And what's with the last sentence? He was guilt tripping her and seducing her. When she looked up at Stella, her cheeks and ears were red from embarrassment. Stella looked at Amy's phone which Amy abruptly shielded the screen with her hand. Stella gave the girl a cheeky smile and her cheeks blushed red as she leaned in to whisper.

"Are you watching that thing?"

"What thing?" Amy's brows furrowed in confusion. Stella smacked her shoulder playfully as she giggled.

"That thing you youngsters watch. It's okay. Just make sure you use headphones otherwise you'll be embarrassed when everyone overhears you. I really didn't take you to be the type but I won't judge you. I'll give you your privacy", she patted her shoulder and walked away. She looked back at Amy and laughed while shaking her head before proceeding to her office.

"..."

Amy could understand each and every word but she could not understand them as a whole. What on earth was she talking about? She replayed in her mind the woman's words and looked back down at her shielded phone. This man is now causing her to be a victim of misunderstandings.

"Zachery!" She groaned while being careful not to be too loud. But the man was not done with her. Because an hour later, he wrote to her again.

Ahismine@***.com: Are you really going to let me die from heat and hunger? It's okay. I'll do what you want.

Zach was used to skipping meals when work demanded. So he knew he was being petty, but he really hoped to get her attention. Although he wished it, he knew he would not get a response. So like the other times, he focused back on work after hitting send. Almost immediately, his phone chimed notifying him of a new email. He didn't bother looking, thinking it was a new work related email.

He took a pen ready to sign off the file he had been reading before sending his message to Amy. The pen barely touched the paper when he halted in his movements. The message coincidentally arrived soon after he sent one to Amy. Could it be? But she's been ignoring him. His heart started to thud violently against his chest. It would be a huge disappointment if it turned out to be someone else writing to him. He had never been so nervous in his life. He closed his eyes and took a huge breath.

Click.

Silence. Zach was akin to a statue as he stared at his computer monitor. He didn't even blink. He was too afraid to breath in case he was hallucinating. Could it be a dream? He slapped himself, rubbed his eyes and blinked. She wrote to him. Amy responded.

Ajtlh@***.com: Zachery Frost, you must be the least busy Chairman in this age.