Fear surged in her heart.
It was as if the man in front of her had seen through all her intentions.
âMr. Weiss, I⦠I was justâ¦â Jacqueline Bowman stammered to explain, but Martin Weiss ignored her and rushed out of the office.
The secretary looked at Jacqueline Bowman with disdain. She had seen many women like this.
However, her boss did not care about any of them. The only one her boss cared about was Mrs.
Weiss!
Kyla arrived outside the companyâs building and intended to hail a taxi back. She only found her behavior of taking a taxi here today a little ridiculous after coming across that scene in Martin Weissâs office.
If she had called, she would not have seen that.
There was still a tightness in her chest. It was like it was trying to prove something.
However⦠it was something she did not want to prove!
A taxi stopped in front of her. She was about to get in when a hand suddenly grabbed the door. âKyla, wait. Let me explain. Itâs not what you think.â
Kyla said, âIâm not thinking about anything. I just wanted to tell you about the parent-child event.
Nelsonâs classmates know that weâre married now. If you donât attend the parent-child event, Iâm afraid that people will gossip about our child again. I hope youâll attend if youâre free.â
His eyes darkened. She made it seem as though his explanations were unnecessary and all she cared about was the parent-child event.
âDo you really not care about what I do with other women?â he asked in a murmur.
Kylaâs heart trembled a little, and the nagging feeling in her chest was screaming something.
âWhat should I care?â she asked back, deliberately ignoring the feeling in her heart.
âHey, are we going or not? Donât waste my time holding the door open like this!â the driver at the front said impatiently.
Kyla hurriedly said, âIâm sorry. Weâre almost done!â Then, she looked at Martin Weiss. âIâve already said what I needed to say. Letâs not waste the driverâs time. You donât have to explain whatever you do with other women to me.â
With that said, she got into the car and pulled the door shut.
The taxi drove away quickly, but Martin Weiss was still standing there. His body felt as if he had been dunked in ice water. It was so cold.
It turned out that one word from her could make him feel like he was in an ice cellar.
It turned out that she did not care about him at all.
âHaha⦠Haâ¦â He laughed bitterly. In the hospital that morning, he even thought that she still cared a little about him.
However, she did not.
It was all just wishful thinking.
Martin Weiss returned to the office looking soulless.
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