I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Meredith used the fingerprint lock to open the living room door. She didn’t turn on the lights or her phone’s flashlight. Even when she pushed the door open, she did it gently, trying not to make any noise. After opening the door, Meredith stood at the entrance for a while, quietly listening for any sounds inside. Once her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she surveyed the room.

After confirming there was nothing unusual, she closed the door again, took off her shoes, and walked upstairs barefoot. Walking barefoot made it less likely to make noise. Meredith hid her shoes in a spot where they wouldn’t be easily found and checked each room again.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

She discovered that the bathroom in the room Joy Chaucer had previously stayed in showed signs of recent use. The sink was also not as tidy as it had been during her afternoon inspection. It seemed she had guessed correctly; Joy Chaucer was hiding here. The most dangerous place was indeed the safest place. Joy Chaucer must have been hiding here all along, living under the same roof as Mrs. Lawson and scaring her with some strange occurrences.

Now that Mrs. Lawson had left, Joy Chaucer was the only one living in this house. The ready-to-eat food in the fridge must have been bought by Joy Chaucer. After confirming there was no one else in the house, Meredith figured Joy Chaucer must have gone out temporarily and would return soon. So she decided to stay and wait.

Meredith hid on the second floor and made a phone call while waiting…

As night deepened, Joy Chaucer wandered outside for a long time and decided it was time to go back. The longer she stayed outside, the more dangerous it became. On her way back, she saw a street vendor selling durians at a corner.

She craved them badly. Previously, Joy Chaucer only ate imported fruits, always getting the best durians. But now, given her situation, she was happy just to have something to eat.

“Boss, give me a durian,” Joy Chaucer said as she approached the vendor.

Durians were expensive, and the vendor was about to close up for the night. Seeing a customer made him happy; he picked out the largest one and said, “Miss, it’s a hundred dollars, cash?”

Before leaving home, Joy Chaucer had turned the house upside down and found several hundred dollars in cash. Used to spending lavishly, she didn’t hesitate to buy a hundred-dollar fruit.

“Open it for me,” Joy Chaucer ordered imperiously.

The vendor complied and opened the durian after taking her money. The smell made Joy Chaucer want to eat immediately, but fearing exposure if she removed her mask, she carried it home while eating.

As she ate, tears started streaming down her face. She was once a wealthy heiress of Chaucer Manor; never had she been so miserable-eating cheap durians while walking down the street. It was so beneath her status.

All of this was Meredith’s fault. The more she thought about it, the more she hated Meredith.

Joy Chaucer walked back to Chaucer Manor’s villa. She wasn’t far from the villa area and arrived shortly after. She entered through the back door using an access card; the security guard at the booth was almost asleep and didn’t pay attention.

Joy Chaucer sneaked into the villa quietly; it was pitch dark inside. She didn’t dare turn on any lights and fumbled around for a flashlight in the shoe cabinet drawer.

Just as she turned on the flashlight, suddenly all lights in the house came on brightly. The sudden illumination startled Joy Chaucer so much that she dropped her flashlight.

“Who’s there?” Joy Chaucer asked warily as she looked around and then up towards upstairs.

“With such little courage, you dared to stay here for so long? Joy Chaucer, you really know how to hide,” came a voice from upstairs.

It was Meredith’s voice; how could Joy Chaucer not recognize it?

Meredith descended step by step from upstairs as Joy Chaucer’s face turned pale with fear. “Meredith, how did you know?”

“I saw ready-to-eat food in the fridge this afternoon and knew someone must be living here,” Meredith said as she walked towards Joy Chaucer, her gaze falling on her belly. “Your belly is so big now; an expectant mother running around late at night instead of staying home is really irresponsible. Oh right, I just remembered-you should be in prison right now, not here! You broke out of jail; now the police are searching everywhere for you.”

Meredith pretended to have just remembered this fact with an expression that infuriated Joy Chaucer but left her helpless.