Chapter 218
I stood there, frozen for a long while before it finally hit me. I was getting fired.
“Did I do something wrong? Please tell me what it is, and I promise I’ll improve in the future,” I begged.
I really needed this job.
The manager frowned at me, sighing regretfully. “Vonnie, there are some things that are simply out of
my control. This was a direct order from Mr. Whitrow. Even if I wanted to keep you, I can’t. I’m really
sorry; three months of pay is the most I can offer you right now.”
Is it because of Yvette? I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath to rpose myself. She was the
youngdy of the Tanner family. It made sense that there wasn’t a single boss or CEO who would dare
go against her words, and she had already publicly criticized my morals in front of my boss.
“Thank you for taking such care of me all this time. I won’t trouble you any longer.”
I left my workce, my bag heavier with the ten thousand more that I’de into work with. I could
never figure out why my manager was always so kind to me, but I knew it would be fruitless to expect
him to fix my problems for me.
Mave, not knowing that I would nevere back here, waved at me as we parted ways at the building
entrance and even reminded me to disregard what everyone else was saying. I merely brushed her off
with a smile.
“ording to ourtest reports, Mr. Christopher Lane of Avenport and Ms. Martin will be getting
engaged soon! The wealth of the powerful Lane family can be traced back to three generations, while
Ms. Martin, a famous pianist, is from the schrly Martin family! Yesterday at Ms. Martin’s piano
concert, Mr. Lane went up to give her a bouquet of roses as the audience erupted into cheers…”
A loud voice from somewhere startled me awake from my depressed daze. I raised my head and
looked towards arge LED screen in the middle of the za. It was ying a video where Monica
wore a gorgeous gown, standing in front of her piano as Christopher handed her a bouquet of roses, a
warm smile on his face.
The two of them looked like a picture-perfect couple together.
So Christopher went to watch Monica’s concert yesterday? I wonder if he thought of me at all.
I stared dumbfounded at the dazzling man on the screen.
He was getting engaged with Monica. He was distancing himself from me because of this, possibly
because he was worried that I would cling to him, even though he knew very well that I never would.
So we’ve finally reached this point, huh. It wasn’t like there was anything concrete between Christopher
and I in the first ce. I was always just a hobby to him.
Standing in the middle of a bustling city, I felt more lost than ever. Last time, when I found myself with
nowhere to turn to, Christopher had been the one who gifted me with a house. Now that he was
engaged, I couldn’t possibly go back there.
I didn’t want to be what I hated most — a shameless homewrecker.
But why does my heart hurt so much? My body moved forward as if on autopilot. I’d yet again lost the
best thing I had in my life.
If you hadn’t intended on staying, why did you bother creating such a beautiful illusion for me to lose
myself in?
“Mommy, why is thatdy crying? Is she lost?”
“Shush, sweetie. Let’s not bother her.”
It was only when I reached up and touched my wet cheeks that I realized I was crying.
God, I was so useless. All I did whenever I ran into hardship was cry. But what was I supposed to do
other than cry? Go and look for Christopher? I didn’t think I would be able to even step foot within the
Lane residence without their security guards stopping me at the front door.
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Even if I do get to see him, what am I supposed to say? Why did you propose to Monica? Why did you
abandon me?
He’d never said a single word about marrying me. His “I love you”s had no meaning or weight to them;
they were merely sweet phrases spoken in the heat of the moment whenever we were entangled
between the sheets.
“Yvonne? Is that you?” Crystal’s voice rang out from beside me. “Why are you crying? Did a guy hurt
you?”