I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Justin raised his hand, “I’ve been busy these past few days, dealing with a divorce case involving a couple’s property dispute. The hearing is scheduled for the day after tomorrow.”

Fiona offered, “I’m available. Meredith, do you have plans? Are you going for a check-up? I can accompany you.” She wanted to learn more about the child in Meredith’s belly.

Meredith replied, “It’s not time for a check-up yet. The doctor asked me to come back next month. I was just asking casually.”

Fiona enthusiastically said, “I’ll accompany you to your next check-up. Justin isn’t very detail-oriented.”

“Alright, I’ll definitely call on you then,” Meredith joked, “Just don’t ignore me again.”

Fiona, feeling a bit embarrassed, reassured, “How could I? I was just worked up.”

After spending some time at Justin’s place, Meredith and Fiona left. Fiona insisted on escorting Meredith back.

When they arrived at Briarcliff Lofts, Meredith asked, “Won’t you come in for a bit?”

Fiona stood outside the door, showing no interest in entering. The rental apartment, with its small space of over sixty square meters, no longer matched her demeanor.

“I have to hurry back, so I think I’ll pass on sitting inside,” Fiona hesitated, “Meredith, please reconsider. Being a single mother is not easy, and you’re still young.”

Meredith retorted, “Are you suggesting I get rid of the baby?”

“That’s not what I meant. I just want you to think it through and not act rashly,” Fiona couldn’t admit to her malicious thoughts, afraid of raising suspicion. She smiled, “We’re good friends, and whatever decision you make, I’ll support you.”

Meredith’s tone was firm, “I’ve thought it through.”

With an awkward smile, Fiona said, “Alright, get some rest. I’ll come to see you tomorrow.”

Fiona left, not wanting to enter the rental apartment where she had lived for years. Meredith was not foolish; she noticed Fiona’s reluctance to go in.

Accustomed to living in a grand mansion, how could she willingly return to such a small rental space? It’s easy to move from thrift to luxury, but hard to revert.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Meredith closed the door and planned to take a two-day break in peace at Thornfield Gardens.

When Fiona returned, she realized that Terrence Sterling had already come back. Asking Mrs. Wooten when he returned, she learned that he had just returned and seemed to be in a bad mood.

Following up on the situation, Fiona met Rick in the corridor. Rick, Terrence Sterling’s confidant, suggested that Fiona, as someone significant to Terrence, should try talking to him.

Feeling it was an opportunity, Fiona bravely entered Terrence Sterling’s room. She saw a maid cleaning up his clothes, stained with blood. Terrence Sterling, a neat freak, wouldn’t wear them again, regardless of how expensive they were.

As the maid prepared to wash the clothes, Terrence Sterling emerged from the bathroom in a bathrobe. In a cold tone, he instructed, “Take the clothes to be cleaned and have them delivered tomorrow morning. Hand wash them carefully, don’t ruin them.”

This outfit was the $150 one Meredith had bought.

Though puzzled, the maid complied respectfully. Fiona, standing at the door, overheard their conversation. When the maid left, she approached Terrence Sterling, “You’re back.”

Wanting to dismiss her, Terrence Sterling was reminded of the familiar feeling Meredith had given him. Suddenly, he pulled Fiona close, pressed her against the wall, and with closed eyes, leaned in to kiss her slowly.

Blushing and with a racing heart, Fiona waited, wondering if today, Terrence Sterling wanted her.

As Terrence Sterling leaned in for a kiss, Fiona also closed her eyes…