“Olivia is my assistant. It’s normal for her to be close to me. Besides, she helps a lot with work. You could learn a thing or two from her and make my life a little easier!”
He grabbed his coat from the sofa. “I can see that you’re not thinking clearly. I’m not discussing this with you right now. Figure it out when you’ve come to your senses.”
He left without a second thought.
That was because in his eyes, whether I did something or not, I was always in the wrong. I was nothing but a jobless sullen woman to him.
I knew I was not worse than Olivia but Donald refused and could not see that.
He had long forgotten all the struggles that we had faced together to build everything.
Around noon, Donald suddenly sent me a message, "I’m bringing some friends home for dinner tonight. So, you'd better cook something nice.”
I hesitated for a moment. I did not want to get more entangled with him, but I also did not want to cause any trouble in front of his friends. So, I prepared the dinner that he asked for.
While I was still busy in the kitchen, making the soup I heard voices of unfamiliar men and women coming from the entrance.