Chapter 19
Chapter 19 Putting On A Show Together
“Yeah, men are all shit. Most women will meet at least one scumbag in their lifetimes.” Holly grabbed a
nearby pillow and settled down morefortably on the couch.
Erin raised her eyes to look at Holly. “Aren’t you and Eugene divorced? Why was he here?”
Holly, who had been staring at the ceiling, turned to look at her. “He told me that it’s his grandfather’s
80th birthday next month, and he needs me to put on an act with him so his grandfather doesn’t find
out that we’re divorced. His grandfather is an old-fashioned man and definitely won’t allow our divorce.”
she said hopelessly.
“But your divorce has nothing to do with his grandfather!” Erin was surprised.
Holly smiled bitterly. “It’s not just his grandfather; we haven’t even told our own parents about it.”
Erin’s heart sank. Her divorce was also the same—she hadn’t told anyone besides Holly about it yet,
not even her parents.
But her situation was worse than Holly’s. At least Holly had managed to get a proper divorce and was a
free woman now. The same couldn’t be said for Erin. The issue of the five million dors was giving her
a splitting headache.
“Where were youst night?”
At Holly’s sudden questioning, Erin mumbled, “Oh, I met someone from our university yesterday and
completely lost track of time, so I slept at her ce.”
Holly shot up and narrowed her eyes. “Liar! Do you really think I’m that dumb? Didn’t you go to pick up
your suitcasest night? Where is it, then? Don’t tell me you got back together with Ian?”
Erin said helplessly, “I really can’t hide anything from you. I did sleep over at someone else’s house
yesterday, but it wasn’t at Ian’s. I don’t want to talk about why I don’t have my suitcase, but I will never
go back there again. It’s not a big deal; I’ll just buy new stuff. I already took out my passport and
ount books, so it’s not like there’s anything important left.”
Holly could guess what had happened based on the hurt shing in Erin’s eyes. She probably had a
fight with Ian, so Holly didn’t ask her any more questions.
“Before you came home, you said that you were sick. You don’t look so well; I’m already doing much
better, so go rest now.”
Erin stood up. “I’ll help you up the stairs.”
“Okay, let’s go.”
After Erin took Holly upstairs, she came back downstairs to take a shower. She took another dose of
cold medicine before she turned the lights off and settled into bed. She nced at her phone, but there
was no message from that man, so she was finally able to get some sleep.
After a good night’s sleep, Erin felt much better the next day. It really was great being young; her body
could recover from illnesses so quickly. She went upstairs to check on Holly and was about to ask her if
she needed any help.
Holly said, “No, just go to work. I called a secretary from my dad’s office to take care of me today.”
Erin nodded in relief and was just about to leave when she remembered, “Oh right, how was your
mom? Was she hurt really badly?”
“It’s no big deal. She only strained her back and needs to rest for a month, but she can be discharged
from the hospitalter in the afternoon.”
“That’s good. Then I’m really going to go now.” Erin was still worried about Holly.
Holly put her hands together in a mock prayer. “I’m begging you, just leave! It’s not like I’m disabled.”
“Okay, I’m going to head out now. I’ll buy you some good food on the way home tonight.”
…
It only took Erin five minutes by foot to reach the subway station. Just as she got on the subway, she
got a call from Ian.
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“Erin, let’s have dinner together tonight. My mother is here.” Ian spoke into the Bluetooth receiver as he
was driving.
Erin was unphased. “So? Deal with her yourself. I would rather die than go.”
“No. She doesn’t know about our impending divorce, and she’ll definitely want to stay for the night.
What would she think when she realizes that we don’t live together?” His tone wasced with anger.
She paused. Her ex-mother-inw wasn’t great to her, but she also didn’t give her a hard time. It was
just that now, with the tension between her and Ian, she really didn’t want to put up an act with him.
“Just tell her that I’m working overtime.”
Ian was annoyed. He was using his mother’s visit as an excuse to get her to stay at his house, but she
was being so uncooperative!
“Which bastard are you fucking out there for you not to want to return home?” His tone was dripping
with sarcasm.
Ian, of all people, had no right to mock her. Erin was furious. “How could you say that with a straight
face? Think about it—who is it that actually doesn’t want toe home? While you and Tracy were
fucking around, did you ever think about me?”
In the end, that was the true root of the problem. Even if Ian had absolutely no shame, he couldn’t deny
that he was the one who’d cheated first.
He sighed, “Can we just stop talking about that? I told you, you’re notpletely innocent in this
matter. Is there any benefit in bringing up the past?”
“No. There isn’t. If you had finalized the divorce earlier, we wouldn’t even be having this conversation!”
Ian guessed that she didn’t want to return the five million dors, so he coldly said, “I’ve said it before.
Return my money, and I guarantee that I’ll sign the divorce papers.”
Hearing him bring up the five million dors again and again made her angrily cut the line.
Ian kept his eyes on the road and smirked. “There’s no way it would be so hard to fuck you just once.”
Erin kept her phone away and immediately got off the subway, uncaring of the looks the other
passengers were giving her. She’d gotten off way too early, and thepany was still a few stops
away, so she decided to take a taxi.
Luckily, she saw a passenger get off the taxi once she exited the station. She contemted the idea of
getting her own car once she was seated in the taxi, since it would be much more convenient. In the
past, she’d use the BMW at home tomute to work, but now that car belonged to Ian. Though they
weren’t divorced yet, she was a woman of her word, so Ian owned the car and the house. To make
matters worse, he even wanted back the five million dors that were rightfully hers. Still, if she were to
ask for more, he’d be even more bothersome.
After reaching the office, she hadn’t even had ten minutes on herputer before she got a text from
Chandler. “Come up.”
She sighed and numbly wondered if she was cursed. Of all thepanies in the world, why did he
have to be in the samepany as her?
Erin ignored the message and continued working. She had a lot of work to do today; a designer had
just given her 20 images to retouch before the day was over. 20 minutester, she received another
message from Chandler. “Do you want to see your pictures up on thepany’s internal website?”
She clenched her fist but didn’t dare to hit the table just in case Caleb popped out and lectured her
about damaging public property. She ced her phone into the pocket of her shorts and walked toward
the break room, pretending to get a ss of water, then snuck into the elevator.
As expected, Kyle was there to greet her. She admired the man. Was acting as a lookout for his friend
really a good idea?
Erin was dressed in ck from head to toe and stood outside the president’s office. As her work attire
today consisted of a pair of shorts, her long, pale legs were on full disy and looked very sensual.
Although she was only five feet two inches, she had a wless body and a pair of long legs.
She walked into the office and saw Chandler in a dark-coloured suit, perchedzily on the couch with
coffee in one hand and a set of newspapers in his other hand. Erin scanned the office. Chandler had
such a carefree job—he treated the president’s office like his own once the president was out.
She asked with an unpleasant tone, “What do you want now?”
He looked up and asked casually, “How’s your cold?”