Chapter 2 Secretary, Mr. Reynolds
After the surgery, I endured the pain and drove to the company. The moment I got rear–ended, my head slammed into the steering wheel. After the intense dizziness came nausea and fear.
My hands and feet turned ice cold. With trembling hands, I instinctively reached to call Chris.
Rachel knocked on the glass window, her voice mocking. “Is the little princess’s belly okay? A child can elevate a mother’s status, but this kid might not be so precious when it’s born. I’m helping you here.”
As Rachel spoke, she came to pull me out. I was so scared my limbs went weak, and I fell to the ground.
Chris‘ leather shoes came into view. “You’re about to be a mother, not a child. Stop playing princess and expecting everyone to coddle you, okay? Get up yourself. Don’t try to frame Rachel–she’s suffered enough all these years.”
I looked up at Rachel’s smug expression and smiled.
Our cars blocked traffic, and countless cars started honking.
I hadn’t said anything yet, but he already decided I was framing her to get his attention.
He didn’t even ask why I had left last night.
So even if I said I didn’t force Rachel into religious devotion, he would only think I was making excuses.
In the past, I would have convinced myself that Chris just wasn’t good at expressing himself. But now, seeing the ob- vious annoyance and clear favoritism in his eyes, I stopped deceiving myself.
After taking photos and turning on the hazard lights, I moved the car to the side and forced myself to call the police before leaving.
Chris looked somewhat stunned. He stopped me, his expression impatient, “What are you doing? You’re obviously fine, aren’t you?”
Blood flowing from my forehead blocked my vision. I couldn’t help but crouch to the side and retch. Chris knew he was in the wrong, so he took out a scented handkerchief from his pocket and started dabbing at the blood.
In the past, I would have snuggled into his arms for comfort. But now I avoided his touch and said nothing.
Chris looked at me sideways and softened his voice, “Alright, I’ll take you to the hospital. I know you’re worried about the baby,”
Rachel said sternly, “There’s no need for guilt–tripping, Keira. I’ll go back up the mountain right now. After all, I’ve already been forced into religious devotion for ten years–I’m not afraid of another ten years.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she staggered and fell to one side. My Chris, who claimed he never liked physical contact with women, immediately pulled her into his arms. “Rachel!”
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Chapter 2 Secretary, Mr. Reynolds
He urgently flagged down a car and left without looking at me again.
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Chris‘ scented handkerchief fell to the ground. Without hesitation, I stepped on it and explained the situation to the traffic police.
I had just taken a taxi to the company when there was an emergency meeting. Everyone was there except Chris. See- ing my mother’s grim expression, I called Chris, “Secretary, meeting time.”
I hadn’t called him “Secretary” in almost ten years.
I was afraid it would hurt his feelings, afraid of the gap between us. I was an only child, a privileged daughter. But because I fell in love with him, I turned into a timid girl afraid of everything.
Chris‘ calm voice carried annoyance. “Rachel has a concussion. Stop bothering me.”
Looking at the hung–up phone, everyone exchanged furtive glances. In the past, I didn’t care because I loved him, but today I felt humiliated.
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Even when I issued the notice to fire Chris Reynolds, he didn’t come. He just sent me a text. “Acting up again? You’re about to be a mother and still this childish?
“Rachel and I grew up together. Her family isn’t around, so I have to take care of her. You take care of our baby.“.
I looked at my flat stomach and blocked his number.
After the meeting, I worked overtime until late at night. Exhausted, I went home, only to hear Rachel’s voice.
“Chris, why hasn’t the Lawrence family gone bankrupt yet? Didn’t you take Keira Lawrence’s seal? You stole several of their project proposals. When your company goes public at the end of this year, we’ll be free.”
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