I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

It was the first time Rick had encountered his boss personally calling an employee to come back to work. Rick didn’t dare to ask questions, just followed orders.

“Yes, Mr. Sterling, I will call Miss Florrick right away,” Rick said.

Rick called Meredith and conveyed Terrence Sterling’s message. He thought Meredith would be happy to return to work immediately. But to his surprise, Meredith simply replied, “Mr. Shepard, please ask Mr. Sterling to sign a resignation letter. I will not return to Sterling Corporation.”

If it weren’t for Fiona’s relationship with Terrence Sterling, Meredith would have returned to work immediately given the generous salary. “Miss Florrick, are you trying to provoke Mr. Sterling?” Rick tried to advise, “Mr. Sterling personally called me, this is a good thing. Miss Florrick, why do you have to resign?”

“Just convey the message,” Meredith didn’t explain further.

Rick had no choice but to relay Meredith’s words. When Terrence Sterling found out Meredith’s intention, a wave of unnamed anger surged within him. How dare she make him beg?

Terrence Sterling coldly said, “Tell her if she doesn’t come tomorrow, then don’t come back forever,” and hung up.

Rick relayed the message to Meredith without any changes: “Miss Florrick, Mr. Sterling told me to inform you that if you don’t come tomorrow, don’t bother coming back.”

“Understood,” Meredith said, “Thank you for taking care of me during this time. I won’t come back tomorrow,” and hung up before Rick could say any more.

This conversation did not sound like one between a boss and an employee. Instead, it resembled a lover’s quarrel and he was caught in the middle.

What a strange feeling. How did he end up being a messenger in this situation?

Mr. Sterling and Miss Florrick…?

With Meredith’s resignation, Terrence Sterling returned to Thornfield Gardens with a burning anger in his heart.

“Mr. Sterling,” Fiona came over with a smile and a cup of coffee, “I made this coffee, try it.”

Fiona was in a good mood today. With Meredith gone and no pregnancy to worry about, she felt free at last. Terrence Sterling would never know the truth about that night.

“Don’t do such silly things again in the future,” Terrence Sterling’s tone was cold. “Pack your things, you’re moving out of Thornfield Gardens tomorrow.”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Terrence Sterling’s words made Fiona feel like she was falling from heaven into hell.

“Mr. Sterling, why?” Fiona didn’t want to leave Thornfield Gardens.

Does he suspect that she is an impostor?

Terrence Sterling stared at her sharply, “You know why. Stop playing games. That night, was it really you? I’m not foolish enough to not see the truth.”

He may not have seen clearly that night, but based on their interactions, he was certain that the woman from that night was not Fiona. He didn’t want to know who she was either. He was already furious with Meredith.

Crash!

At his words, Fiona’s face went pale and she dropped the coffee cup she was holding.

“Mr. Sterling, it was really me…” Fiona tried to explain desperately.

“Mrs. Wooten,” Terrence Sterling called out.

Mrs. Wooten entered quickly, “What’s the matter, Mr. Sterling?”

“Pack Miss Woods’ things and escort her out,” Terrence Sterling said coldly, “Except for the luggage she came with, she can’t take anything else.”

This was already lenient treatment for Fiona. Deceiving Terrence Sterling and still managing to walk away unscathed was a feat reserved only for Fiona and Meredith.

But for Terrence Sterling, Fiona was not worth the trouble. He didn’t want someone like her by his side.

With that, Terrence Sterling walked upstairs without giving Fiona a chance to plead.

Mrs. Wooten was also surprised. Had Miss Woods really fallen out of favor like this?

“Miss Woods, I’ll go upstairs and help you pack your things,” Mrs. Wooten said, not daring to ask further questions.

Fiona followed upstairs, seeing all her luxurious items that she couldn’t take with her. It broke her heart. Knowing she couldn’t change Terrence Sterling’s decision, Fiona quietly hid a string of pearl necklace while Mrs. Wooten packed her things.