Chapter 533 Did You Cry?


    “My stomach is acting up. Has Rowan brought you the drug?” Mya said as she walked to the desk. “Are


    you still working?”


    "Nope." Finnley was turning off theptop. "I just received a message from Mr. Marsh. He asked me to


    book a ticket for him to Canada."


    "Alright," Mya answeredzily.


    Finnley closed theptop and got up, looking at her.


    Mya was kind of embarrassed. She was in her pajamas, and her hair was messy. She had no


    confidence in her image at the moment.


    She lowered her eyes, like a child in front of an elder.


    After a while, Finnley reached out and grabbed the clothes on her shoulders, and pulled her out of the


    study.


    He let go of her only in the living room. Then he turned around and took out a blue pill from the


    medicine cab, poured a ss of water, and handed it to her.


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    "Thank you." Mya took the water and medicine and put them in her mouth obediently.


    "Do you trust me so much?" Finnley looked at her, "Are youpletely unguarded in front of me?"


    Meeting his gaze, Mya was visibly taken aback.


    "You must be careful no matter where you are." Finnley turned to clear the coffee table, "This society is


    far moreplicated than you thought."


    But Mya trusted him.


    She put down the empty water ss and turned back into the bedroom. Just as she closed the door,


    she opened it again, "Call me tomorrow, I''m afraid I''ll oversleep."


    "Set an rm." He replied tly, "You have to take care of yourself. You are no longer a baby."


    Mya gave him a sad look, "I am not a baby, okay? I have been supporting myself since I was in high


    school." She shut the door and locked it, feeling upset.


    Finnley put down the water ss and went for a shower. Then hey down on the sofa and covered


    himself with the same quilt she bought for him.


    He was never used to sleeping on the sofa until recently.


    The next morning.


    Linda woke up and looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were very red and swollen. She tried a lot


    of methods, such as applying ice packs, but nothing changed.


    She put on concealer and light makeup, but the effect was small.


    As time passed, she had to set off or she would bete.


    On the bus to thepany, she did not dare to look anyone in the eye, fearing that people would


    notice that she had cried.


    In her opinion, crying was a shameful act for an adult.


    Half an hourter, she arrived at the Marsh Group.


    The elevator stopped on the 22nd floor and the door opened.


    Linda stepped out of the elevator and walked towards the vice president''s office. Jennifer had just


    arrived, she was sitting at the desk, and theputer was already turned on.


    "Ms. Brooks." Linda greeted her politely after entering the door.


    "Linda, please send this report to the financial office." Jennifer smiled and said without any airs.


    "Okay." Linda put down her bag and walked towards Jennifer.


    Just as she reached out to the report, Jennifer raised her eyes. At a nce, she saw Linda’s red and


    swollen eyes.


    "Linda," she whispered.


    Linda stopped and met Jennifer’s eyes.


    "Is everything alright?" Jennifer asked with concern, her voice as gentle as possible so as not to hurt


    Linda’s self-esteem.


    Linda pursed her lips and nodded. "Yes."


    "Did you cry?" Jennifer asked, "Why? Did anything happen?"


    Thinking of her mother, who was still lying in the hospital waiting for the huge operation fee, Linda had


    a sore nose.


    Jennifer noticed at a nce that Linda was in trouble. Growing up in Sunshine Vige, Jennifer had


    seen people suffering for various reasons. She wished to help.