Jane turned cold. "I truly don't need to explain, for in my eyes, Josh is merely a younger brother, and I dare swear I've never betrayed you!"
"Is there a distinction between mental and physical infidelity?"
I replied calmly, "Fine. Jane, let's divorce. This is my stance. You should prepare yourself as well."
With that, I changed into my attire and departed.
Upon reaching the company, I delved straight into work.
The entire design department orbited around me, yet I was confined to a modest workstation.
I had signed a contract. Until the current project was concluded, I could not resign without consequence.
At that moment, a seductive woman in a black silk miniskirt approached. She was Josh's secretary, named Mona Smith.
Mona casually tossed a folder onto my desk and declared domineeringly, "Justin, your draft was rejected. You're highly compensated, yet you can't even produce a decent design? I truly wonder why the company retains a loser like you."
She was Josh's pawn, berating me daily, only for Josh to then play the savior, ultimately garnering credit with Jane by claiming he had helped me.
I was too numb to engage, not even sparing her a glance.