I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Terrence did not voice his suspicions and worries; he didn’t want Meredith to be on edge as well. Meredith called Stella, and it took almost an hour for her to bring Little Lucky over. Just outside the hospital room, Terrence heard his daughter’s voice and couldn’t help but smile. He slightly turned his body, ready to hold his daughter.

“Good girl, go to your dad,” Stella said, understanding her son’s thoughts. She placed Little Lucky in Terrence’s hands and cautioned, “Son, be careful.”

Since Terrence couldn’t see, he was extra cautious and attentive while holding his daughter. He used his hands to gently feel her face, little hands, and tiny feet. Holding his soft and sweet daughter gave him a sense of peace.

Seeing their daughter lying quietly in Terrence’s arms, Meredith felt an indescribable emotion. The scene was so heartwarming yet filled with regret because Terrence couldn’t see their daughter’s appearance.

Standing beside them, Meredith described, “Rowan has gained some weight; her chubby cheeks are round and cute, and her little hands are adorable. Her eyes are bright; she hasn’t grown any teeth yet, and her hair has grown a bit…”

Since he couldn’t see, she described it for him.

Little Lucky seemed to know that her father was injured and lay quietly in Terrence’s arms. Her chubby hand reached out to touch Terrence’s face. Her big eyes looked at him; the scene was both warm and healing.

Little Lucky’s eyes were full of love for her dad.

Terrence held his daughter’s hand and kissed it gently before telling Meredith, “Go handle the discharge procedures. I want to go home and come back when it’s time for the surgery.”

He felt at ease only when he was constantly by his daughter’s side.

The hospital had too many germs; their daughter was too young with weak immunity. Naturally, Terrence wouldn’t keep her at the hospital.

Hearing this, Stella said, “Son, it’s better if you stay in the hospital where there are doctors…”

“I’ll handle the discharge procedures,” Meredith interrupted without asking for reasons. As long as Terrence wanted it, she agreed. She told Stella, “Mom, he wants to go home; let’s discharge him. Nowhere is better than home.”Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Terrence needed rest and preparation for surgery. Staying in the hospital every day was indeed stifling, so Meredith fully agreed.

With both of them in agreement, Stella had nothing more to say.

Unconsciously, Meredith’s words carried significant weight in this family. Stella not only didn’t object but sometimes would instinctively seek Meredith’s opinion when things happened.

Meredith completed the discharge procedures for Terrence, and the family went home together.

They didn’t return to Ravenwood; Terrence wouldn’t give Reginald another chance to get close to Little Lucky.

He would do everything in his power to protect his daughter.

Terrence also hired four new bodyguards responsible for Little Lucky’s safety.

Seeing how nervous Terrence was about their daughter, Meredith sensed something was wrong. At night, after their daughter fell asleep, she lay beside Terrence and asked, “Are you hiding something from me? First discharging from the hospital and then hiring bodyguards.”

“Extra protection is always good,” Terrence said as he held Meredith’s waist and kissed her cheek. “Sleep now; don’t overthink.”

Apart from being unable to see, he seemed no different from before.

“Alright,” Meredith nestled in his arms with a sense of peace.

During Terrence’s recovery period, Meredith managed both the company and household affairs efficiently; she paid less attention to the restaurant.

One day,

Meredith had just finished feeding their daughter when she received a call from Reese informing her that there had been food poisoning at the restaurant. Over a dozen people were affected and sent to the hospital in serious condition.

Receiving this call left Meredith stunned; it truly felt like misfortunes never came singly.

However, Meredith didn’t need to handle this personally. Since Reese couldn’t manage alone, she sent Linda to deal with it at the restaurant.

They needed to trace the source of the poisoning and handle compensation and appeasement matters; the restaurant would have to temporarily close down.

Fortunately, police investigations revealed that a rival restaurant across the street had been jealous of their business success. They bribed an employee responsible for purchasing ingredients to replace quality ingredients with substandard ones using gutter oil, causing customers’ diarrhea and food poisoning.

Such competition tactics were despicable.

Meredith had no time for such petty competition because Joy Chaucer was still causing trouble even after being imprisoned. Ferris refused to give up on Joy Chaucer and kept trying to find ways to bail him out.

Ferris hit a dead end and turned to Meredith for help.