I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Chris was genuinely puzzled by Terrence’s words. Meredith was his wife, so how could Terrence not recognize that the current Audrey was not the same person as before? Even if their faces were identical, Audrey was not Meredith. As an outsider, Chris could easily tell that Audrey was Audrey. Why couldn’t Terrence see that Audrey wasn’t Meredith?

“Mr. Sterling, I understand now. I was curious before, and since I had some business nearby and we were old classmates, we met for a few meals,” Chris said, half-truthfully. “Mr. Sterling, I have no other intentions towards your wife. Audrey and I were just catching up. She said she felt oppressed. After all, she doesn’t remember the past. You say she’s your wife, so she acts as your wife here. But you watch her so closely and love her so deeply that she can’t breathe.”

Terrence’s eyebrows furrowed coldly. “She told you that?”

“Yes, in your eyes, she’s Meredith, your wife. But in her own eyes, she accepts herself more as Audrey. So some things need to be taken slowly,” Chris said boldly as he sat down. “Mr. Sterling, for someone of your status, are you worried about not having women? Your unwavering loyalty to your wife is truly admirable.”Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Terrence had no intention of dealing with Chris, partly because of Audrey and partly because he believed Chris’s words that he had no other intentions towards her. Audrey’s request for a divorce must have other reasons; Chris was just a pretext.

…

At Ravenwood.

Ever since Stella saw Audrey intimately holding hands with another man, she had been feeling uneasy. She told her son, but he remained stubbornly unconvinced; she told her husband, but he didn’t believe her either and told her not to meddle, firmly believing that Audrey wasn’t that kind of person.

Little Lucky had been at Ravenwood for several days now, and neither Terrence nor Audrey had come to see her, making Stella feel even worse.

Stella watched Little Lucky playing games with the neighbor’s child, smiling brightly, and felt a pang of heartache for her granddaughter. Little Lucky usually had no companions; the neighbor’s grandson was staying nearby recently, so the two children played together every day.

Seeing Grandma Sterling’s car return, Stella instructed the nanny to look after Little Lucky and walked towards the car.

“Mom, you’re back,” Stella said.

Grandma Sterling got out of the car and glanced at the two children playing in the yard. “Rowan seems quite happy today.”

“Kids are happy when they have playmates,” Stella replied with a smile. “It would have been better if Terrence and Meredith had more children.”

This was just idle talk.

Grandma Sterling said, “Meredith and Terrence are still young; they can have more children.”

Thinking about Audrey’s betrayal made Stella’s face darken as she helped Grandma Sterling into the house. “Meredith and Terrence are having issues; Meredith cheated on him. I don’t think they can have more children.”

“Don’t talk nonsense; Meredith is not like that,” Grandma Sterling scolded. “Rumors can’t be taken seriously; don’t let this reach Terrence’s ears.”

“Terrence knows; I’ve told him. But he’s stubborn and doesn’t believe it,” Stella said excitedly. “Mom, I’m not lying; it’s true! I saw it with my own eyes. Since Meredith came back after the accident, she’s been acting strange-she’s not the same Meredith anymore. People change…”

“Enough,” Grandma Sterling interrupted sternly. “The more you talk, the more outrageous it gets. Stella, if you want this family to remain peaceful and your son to live happily for a few more years, keep your mouth shut.”

Stella was baffled by these words: “Mom, what do you mean? I don’t understand.”

“Don’t forget that when Meredith had her accident, Terrence almost lost half his life,” Grandma Sterling said. “Now this ‘Meredith,’ whatever she has done, at least she stabilizes Terrence and gives him hope-do you understand?”

Stella shook her head honestly: “I don’t understand.”

Stella truly didn’t understand and certainly didn’t grasp the implication behind “now this Meredith.”

Grandma Sterling sighed; there was no hope relying on such clueless allies.

“Just don’t interfere,” Grandma Sterling said finally. “Keep your mouth shut and don’t ask or say anything else.”

“Mom, even if I wanted to interfere now, I couldn’t,” Stella said helplessly. “Look how long Rowan has been here; those two haven’t come to see her once. I’ll just take care of my granddaughter-she’s pitiful without her parents’ love.”

Grandma Sterling: “…”