Chapter 3
“Tara…”
Seeing that I didn’t make things difficult for Katie, Connor seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
He was about to explain his previous actions, but I wasn’t interested in listening. I directly took out my resignation letter and interrupted him.
I said, “I’ve considered what you said about me leaving the company. I’ll do as you suggested.”
Connor took the resignation letter, reading the contents with some bewilderment.
Last week, he had indeed discussed the idea of me leaving the company.
I had been emotional and had a big argument with him.
I said that even if we got married and had children, I would never give up my career.
Yet here I was, giving up so quickly.
For some reason, he felt uneasy and hesitated to sign the letter.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked.
I nodded without hesitation.
In the past, I only wanted to stand by his side, so I stayed in his company for eight years, securing countless major projects for him.
But as the company became more stable, he wanted to make me leave to make Katie feel more comfortable, calling it a way for me to rest at home.
I knew all this, which was why I had refused to leave the company.
But now, I don’t care anymore.
Leaving here, I would embrace a wider world.
He signed the letter and handed it to me, but when I tried to take it, he didn’t let go.
I looked at him with a puzzled expression, and only then did he release his grip.
He asked, “Did you come to the office just to get me to sign this?”
I replied, “Yes.”
The HR manager didn’t dare accept my resignation letter, insisting that Connor had to agree first. I submitted the resignation letter to the HR department.
The HR manager was shocked when he saw Connor’s signature.
He looked at me with sympathy.
“Did Connor break up with you?” he asked.
Before I could respond, Connor appeared behind me.
He said unhappily “Break up? She’s just going home to rest.”
The HR manager immediately shrank back, smiling awkwardly.
“Wait for me tonight. We’ll leave together,” Connor told me.
Then he walked away.
The HR manager relaxed and patted his chest.
He said, “Ms. Stevens is always so unpredictable.
“But it’s good that you didn’t break up. After all, you’ve been together for eight years. It’s not worth it for a minor assistant.”
I smiled but didn’t respond, only saying that I would treat him to dinner in a couple of days.
It seemed that in everyone’s minds, spending eight years meant there had to be a result to justify that
time.
But they all forgot that if it was not the right person, even eight more years would just be a waste of time.
Cutting losses in time was human nature.
That night, I waited at my desk until ten o’clock.
Connor didn’t come, but instead, I received a notification on my phone about a transaction from the family card.
The amount was 1,314,520
In the past, I would also send him these special numbers as gifts.
He would either not accept them or return them, telling me, “Tara, we’re not kids anymore.”
But on the night he forgot about me, he sent Katie 1,314,520.
Doing that with another woman seemed to make him feel young again.
I opened the chat with Connor and sent a question mark.
Soon, he transferred the same amount of money to my account, with a note saying, [Wrong recipient]. That was fine.
I opened PayPal and canceled the family card.
Connor and I were not the kind of people who needed a family card.
When I required the service, I just wanted to bind us together.
I just didn’t expect this kind of mistake to happen.
As I opened the door to the house, Connor was calling me.
We stood there awkwardly for a moment before he frowned and hung up, walking toward me in large strides.
He asked, “Where have you been? Do you know how dangerous it is to be out alone at night?”
I replied, “I’ve been waiting for you at the office.”
I calmly stated the facts and changed into my slippers.
Connor was speechless.
He finally remembered that he had told me to wait for him at the office.
But after work, Katie insisted on having dinner with him, and he forgot about me.
However, the words “I’m sorry” were stuck in his throat.
After a while, he said, “Next time I forget, just call me.”
I asked, “If I call, will you come?”
As soon as I asked this, we both froze.
I waved my hand dismissively, “I know you’re busy, so I took a taxi home. Don’t worry about it.” But Connor was unimpressed.
He said, “Tara, you seem different.”
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“Yes,” I replied softly, afraid it wouldn’t be convincing, so I added, “People grow. Arguing only makes us tired. I understand that.”
He looked at me for a long time before finally nodding in agreement. “It’s good that you understand. Go wash up and sleep.”
I took a shower and came out, only to find Connor lying on the bed in the master bedroom.
I took a deep breath and turned around. “I’ll sleep in the guest room tonight.”
“Come back,” he said.
Seeing me standing still, Connor came over and pulled me onto the bed.
He said, “I won’t do anything to you. What are you afraid of?”
“I don’t want to hurt my wound,” I explained.
He finally relaxed a bit and hugged me from behind.
“Sleep,” he muttered.
I bit my lip, trying not to think about the fact that he had held Katie like this.
Only when he fell into a deep sleep did I crawl out of his embrace and let out a sigh of relief.
I spent the entire day wrapping up my work and handing it over to my successor.
All the items on my desk were given to the next manager.
As I left the company, I announced in the lobby that I would treat everyone to dinner that evening. My colleagues were overjoyed and wished me and Connor a happy future together.
Unfortunately, that might be a regret now.
Upon returning home, I packed my belongings.
The unknown cosmetics Connor had bought for me were all swept into the trash bin.
I searched through all the photo albums but only found two pictures of us together. With a scoff, I burned them.
That evening, I waited for a long time at the reserved restaurant, but no one showed up.
Just as I was beginning to think that my popularity was abysmal, I received a message from Eloise, a colleague from my department.
Eloise: [Tara, didn’t Mr. Stevens say that everyone was coming to celebrate Katie’s promotion? Why aren’t you here?]
In an instant, everything became clear.
I didn’t explain, only replying: [It’s fine, enjoy your meal and drinks. May everything go smoothly with you.]
Í signaled the waiter to bring me a serving of foie gras and a bottle of wine.
I stayed until the restaurant closed before slowly getting up to leave.
This would be my farewell.
In the early hours of the morning, I dragged my suitcase to the airport.
Just before boarding the plane, I sent a message to Connor.
I: [Connor, love has turned to ashes, so I don’t want you anymore. We shall never meet again.] After sending the message, I turned off my phone and threw it into the trash bin.
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