I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Meredith saw that the person holding Little Lucky was a middle-aged man she didn’t recognize, and her guard went up. “Rowan, come to Mommy,” she said. Meredith walked over and took Little Lucky from the man’s arms.

Reginald noticed Meredith’s wariness and smiled. “You must be Meredith, the child’s mother? Julian has been talking about you.”

Meredith was puzzled. Julian smiled and said, “Meredith, this is your Uncle Reginald, the one I mentioned before. He came back today. Rowan loves playing with Grandpa Reginald and is very happy.”

The Uncle Reginald who had been missing for thirty years? Meredith looked at Reginald in surprise. It was so sudden; she had just heard about him recently, and now he was back? Why now?

“Hello, Uncle Reginald,” Meredith greeted politely.

Reginald smiled kindly. “We’re all family; no need to be so formal.”

Meredith didn’t say much more. For some reason, she felt uncomfortable around this Uncle Reginald.

“Dad, Uncle Reginald, I’ll take Rowan upstairs to play for a while,” Meredith said, finding an excuse to leave with her daughter.

Julian replied, “Alright, go ahead. Rowan should be going to bed soon anyway.”

Meredith carried her daughter upstairs. At the top of the stairs, she paused and glanced back at Reginald in the living room below. Reginald happened to be looking in her direction too. Feeling uneasy, Meredith quickly turned away and went into her room. Just as she was about to open the door, another unfamiliar man walked out from the side.

It was Damien.

Meredith didn’t know him either and looked at him curiously. Damien glanced at Meredith but remained expressionless as he went downstairs.

With two strange men suddenly in the house, Meredith felt very uneasy.

After putting her daughter to sleep, Meredith found Stella and asked about the man she had seen earlier. Stella told her that his name was Damien, a disciple brought back by Reginald, and they were staying temporarily.

After understanding the situation, Meredith went to see Grandma Sterling. Her grandmother had taken a nap that afternoon but wasn’t resting now.

“Grandma,” Meredith greeted with a smile as she walked over.

Grandma Sterling asked, “How is Terry doing?”

“He’s waiting for a suitable cornea for surgery. Don’t worry, Grandma,” Meredith reassured her before hesitating to ask, “Grandma, I heard from Dad that Uncle Reginald came back. Why did he leave for thirty years and suddenly return?”

Grandma Sterling stopped moving her prayer beads and said, “Everyone comes into this world to repay debts from their past lives. When those debts are unsettled, they must be repaid eventually.”Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

“Grandma, you didn’t look for Uncle Reginald for thirty years because you were sure he would come back? He didn’t return just for a reunion,” Meredith speculated.

Grandma Sterling sighed deeply. “You are smart and think more deeply than others. But I don’t know why Reginald came back this time either. He has grievances in his heart; it’s been thirty years, and I don’t know if he’s let them go.”

“Grandma, are you referring to the argument thirty years ago?” Meredith asked curiously. “What happened that made Uncle Reginald leave for thirty years?”

Grandma Sterling hesitated as if it was something buried deep in her heart for a long time. After a moment of contemplation, she said, “Reginald is not my biological child; he is my friend’s son. His biological father did some dirty work for people and was killed by angry locals when it was discovered. His mother, who was my good friend, feared that Reginald would be ostracized by society and entrusted him to me before taking her own life to follow his father. The argument back then happened because Reginald mistakenly believed that I had reported his father, leading to his parents’ tragic deaths. He left home because of that misunderstanding and has been gone for thirty years. I sent people to look for him but eventually lost track of him. I’ve always thought about him all these years.”

Hearing this story surprised Meredith greatly; she hadn’t expected such a tale. “Then who reported Uncle Reginald’s father?”