Chapter 217


    Christopher…


    My mind was filled with thoughts about him; his voice, his face, his touch. The memory of him clung to


    me like a disease. It had barely been one day since we’dst seen each other, and I was already on


    the brink of breaking down. I hated finding out what might happen to me if I did truly lose him one day.


    My phone suddenly rang. Thinking that it might be a call from Christopher, I hurriedly rummaged


    through my bag and answered it without even looking at the screen. “Hello? When are youing


    back? I’m waiting for you.”


    “I have no intention of being the third wheel. At least remember to look at the name of the caller before


    answering next time?” Sabrina joked. I blinked owlishly and let out a self-deprecatingugh at


    myself. I’m going mad.


    “Hello? Are you still there?”


    “Did you need me for something?” I replied dryly.


    “Hey, what are you going on about? Can’t I just hit you up randomly to chat?” she grumbled. Seemingly


    sensing that I was acting weird, she proceed to change the subject. “Did you get into a fight with that


    Greek god boyfriend of yours? Come on; you should lower your standards a little! I swear, if I didn’t


    already have a partner of my own, I would have pounced on him a long time ago. Be careful not to


    scare him away, alright? I don’t think you’ll ever find another guy like him if you do.”


    “We didn’t get into a fight.” I would have much preferred it if we did; at least I would be able to find out


    why he was so angry at me. Instead, he insisted on ignoring my existence and giving me the cold


    shoulder.


    “That’s good! By the way, there’s going to be a super-luxurious yacht party soon with lots of people


    attending. Do you want to go with your boyfriend on a little vacation? I bought two tickets, but Zachary


    is busy, and I don’t want these to go to waste. I’ll gift them to you if you want.”


    “No thanks. I don’t think I’ll have any spare time soon to go anywhere.” There was no way Christopher


    would agree to go with me on vacation.


    “You can take leave from work! Besides, there’s a public holidaying up soon, and it’d be too sad to


    spend it at home sulking!” She giggled at that.


    I could hear her giddy happiness even through the phone. Even though sheined about Zachary,


    I could picture her grinning at the mere mention of him.


    “I’ll consider it.”


    “You don’t sound hyped about this… Not even one bit. Listen, I promise there’ll be a surprise if you go.


    But I guess with Mr. Lane’s wealth, he technically doesn’t need my ticket. He could get an invite if he


    asked for one.”


    Sabrina went on and on as I quietly listened to her, asionally interjecting with some sounds of


    acknowledgment until she eventually ran out of steam and hung up the call. I was left holding my


    phone, staring nkly at the screen and waiting for any sort of message from Christopher.


    Nothing came for me. I threw it off to one side and tiredly crawled into bed, curling up under the


    nkets and falling asleep.


    “What’s been up with you these few days, Yvonne? You’ve been lifelessly drifting around… Is


    everything alright at home?” Maveter asked me while at work.


    “I’m fine. Just a little under the weather, that’s all,” I reassured her with a weak smile. I couldn’t possibly


    tell her about what happened between Christopher and I. She might just figure that I’d read too many


    romance novels and was pretending to be the ugly little duckling of my own love life.


    “Don’t care too much about what other people are saying,” she sighed, patting my shoulder


    comfortingly. “They always run their mouths without knowing the whole situation. Seriously, don’t they


    know how to mind their own business?”


    I felt my heart swell with relief. Yvette’s appearance had caused a new wave of unpleasant rumors and


    gossip among thepany staff. It was bing increasinglymon for me to overhear other


    employees talking about me whenever I passed by the breakroom, although I never bothered to try and


    defend myself.


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    It was just a shame that my pleasant working environment had gone down the drain all because of my


    vile sister.


    Right before I was supposed to get off of work, my manager called me to his office. “You need to pay a


    visit to the finance officeter,” he told me, aplicated expression on his face. “Thepany has


    terminated your contract. They will pay you three months’ worth of sry aspensation.”