Chapter 8 Subject to One’s Emotions
Desmond glanced at the iron barrel, which was almost engulfed by thick smoke, and couldn’t help but find her insane. “Then just throw it away.”
Guadalupe said. “Burning it will make it go away more completely.”
He frowned.
They stood in the yard in silence till the last ray of the setting sun’s light was swallowed up by the darkness.
On Friday morning, the car repair shop called Guadalupe. Her car had been fixed.
She picked up her car and was about to call Miguel when she remembered the jacket.
She had promised to send it to him by courier once she had it dry–cleaned.
After pondering for a while, she called him. She told him the car had been repaired, and after hanging up, she sent him the repair list and the bill. She also texted him, “May I know your employer’s height, weight, and measurements?”
She asked him this because suits came in sets. If she bought some jacket randomly and gave it back, it wouldn’t match Ezequiel’s pants. Since he was kind enough to lend her his jacket, she shouldn’t repay his kindness. like this. She intended to buy a pair of trousers together with a jacket.
Miguel was stunned after receiving her message.
She waited for quite a while but still hadn’t received his reply.
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She figured that perhaps he wasn’t sure and had to ask, so she didn’t dwell
on it.
As she drove to the next intersection, the finance manager called her, wanting to verify some data with her.
Since the wound on her forehead mostly healed, she turned around and drove to the company.
She had been at home for days, the second she showed up at the Project Department, her subordinates all rushed to her and expressed their
concerns.
She hadn’t told them about her resignation; honestly, she felt quite bad about it, for they had to go through a period of time trying to adjust to a new superior.
After she discussed the matter with the finance manager, she came back to her office and started to take care of the work that had been piled up till the afternoon. Then she finally had some time to write her resignation letter, and she was planning on giving it to Desmond before getting off work.
Yet, before she got off work, she heard something repulsive when she was about to walk into the break room for some water.
“Someone at the Secretary Department told me Ms. Belinda, the fourth child of the Graham family, has started to work here today. Mr. Harrison has arranged for her to work in his office.”
“Is the Harrison family and the Graham family uniting by marriage?”
“Have you forgotten? Ms. Melton is Mr. Harrison’s girlfriend, OK? If they’re setting up Mr. Harrison with Ms. Belinda, what about Ms. Melton?”
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The breakroom fell silent for a few seconds.
The few people exchanged glances and then sighed in small voices while sipping coffee. saying how shameless Belinda was, how pitiful Guadalupe was, and how cold–hearted Desmond was.
Standing outside the break room, Guadalupe listened to their discussion in silence.
Then she went back to her office with an empty glass, sat in her chair in a daze for a while, and then went upstairs with the resignation letter she had printed out.
The sooner she left, the sooner she would be set free.
After she went upstairs, Harold rushed over and stopped her before she could walk over to the CEO’s office.
With a nervous look, he said, “Ms. Melton, Mr. Harrison is in a meeting. and can’t see you right now.”
She nodded, turned around, and was about to leave. As Harold breathed a sigh of relief, she suddenly turned around and walked forward, her movements elegant yet swift.
Then she grabbed the door handle, twisted it, and pushed it open.
Sometimes, she was quite annoyed with herself.
Since she had already given up on Desmond, how come she just couldn’t stop disgusting herself? Yet, one was always subject to their emotions, and she just couldn’t help it.
In the next second, someone in the office screamed.
Wearing nothing but a bathrobe, Belinda was leaning against Desmond’s back, and she was greatly startled by the sound of the door.
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The smile on Desmond’s face froze.
Utterly terrified, Harold covered his eyes and didn’t dare to look inside at all. “Ms. Melton… Well… Ms. Graham was sweating from moving the files, and she… took a shower. I didn’t want you to get the wrong idea, so I… said…”
Guadalupe glanced at him and said with a sigh sympathetically, “Harold, you’re wasting your talent as a top graduate from a prestigious university.”
With that, she looked away and walked inside the office.
“Guadalupe, what’s that supposed to mean? You’re just a manager. How dare you barge into the CEO’s office? You’re fired!” Belinda straightened. up and cursed condescendingly.
Guadalupe walked to Desmond’s desk, put down the resignation letter, and said calmly. “I’ve told you I wanna quit. I have a lot of preparations to do for the trip, so this will be my last day here. Of course, I’ll find some time to come back here to hand over my work.”
Desmond didn’t have the nerve to look her in the eye. “Alright. It’s your
call.”
She nodded. “Alright.”
Then she looked up at Belinda and then looked back at him. “Continue your… meeting.”
She withdrew her mocking gaze and turned to leave.
Before she walked out, Belinda’s piercing shriek rang out behind her. “It’s none of your business whether we carry on or not. Guadalupe, know your place! Des no longer loves you. He loves me! For so many nights, we…”
Desmond shouted sternly, “Shut up!”
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Guadalupe took a deep breath.
She stiffened and then turned around. “Let her continue, Desmond. I wanna know how shameless the daughter of the Graham family can be.” Then she looked at Belinda and continued, “No matter what, you’re the homewrecker. The fact that I can push open this door means I can prove forever that you’re a despicable pair. Understand?“.
“You call me despicable?!”
Utterly pissed off. Belinda charged at her.
She slapped Belinda without hesitation. Seeing that Belinda still tried to attack her, she pulled off Belinda’s bathrobe, pushed Belinda’s head, and shoved Belinda to the floor.
Before she lowered her hands, someone suddenly yanked her away with great force.
She lost her balance and stumbled backward. Her waist bumped into the corner of the desk, and she was in so much pain that cold sweat broke out in a second, and she couldn’t even utter a sound.
