I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

It was Terrence. What was he doing here? Meredith felt guilty. She had lied to Terrence, saying she had gone back, but now she was caught here. Wasn’t this a slap in the face? Terrence got out of the driver’s seat and stood there, signaling Meredith to come over with a slight nod of his head. Meredith, like an ostrich, lowered her head and walked over. “Terrence.”

Terrence couldn’t do anything about Meredith. He couldn’t control his wife, and she wouldn’t listen to him. “So, you know you were wrong?” Terrence said irritably. “Can’t even look at me?”

Meredith looked up and smiled ingratiatingly. “I was wrong.” A great man knows when to yield and when to stand firm. Why shouldn’t a woman do the same? In front of her husband, Meredith didn’t feel embarrassed at all.

“You,” Terrence said indulgently, lightly flicking Meredith’s forehead with his fingers. “Are you hurt anywhere?”

Meredith touched the back of her head and pouted. “It hurts a bit here. Joy Chaucer is crazy; she hit really hard.”

Terrence became anxious. “Turn around and let me see.”

Meredith obediently turned around, exposing the back of her head for Terrence to inspect.

Terrence took a look. “It’s red but not swollen. You say Joy Chaucer is crazy, but what about you? Aren’t you crazy too? You nearly gave me a heart attack.”This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Guessing what Meredith wanted to do, Terrence couldn’t care less about anything else. He had slipped out of the hospital alone, leaving their daughter in the care of a nurse so he could rush over here. When he arrived, he saw the police escorting Joy Chaucer and Ferris away. Seeing them through the car window, he understood everything.

Meredith turned back around and smiled. “I knew what I was doing, and Officer Michaelson and the others were there too. Nothing would happen. Honey, you’re so smart to know I was here.”

Terrence couldn’t help but laugh. “Your phone has a tracking app that you installed yourself. Did you forget?”

Meredith slapped her forehead. “I really forgot. Careless of me.”

“You’re really fearless.” Terrence suddenly hugged Meredith tightly. Only by feeling her in his arms did he feel secure. “Meredith, just this once, never again.”

Meredith smiled happily. “Okay, I won’t make you worry anymore. Let’s go back to the hospital quickly; Rowan is still there. What if Reginald’s people find out you left?”

“Reginald is with Grandma praying somewhere else; they’ll be staying there for a few more days and won’t be back soon. Rowan has a nurse looking after him; let’s go get something to eat first,” Terrence said. “We haven’t gone out for a late-night snack in ages.”

“You’re just recovering and already want to have fun.” Meredith wrapped her arms around his waist and laughed. “I want barbecue.”

She was in a good mood and needed to celebrate today.

She had sought justice for her mother, and Justin and Ruby’s deaths had been accounted for.

“Alright, we’ll go to your favorite place… Amy’s?”

“Amy’s,” they said in unison.

Half an hour later.

The two arrived at the barbecue stall where many young people were out eating barbecue and drinking beer.

Terrence used to never come to places like this, but after coming here a few times with Meredith, he grew to like the atmosphere.

This was real life without the deceit and hypocrisy of business dealings.

People came here to drink purely to relieve life’s pressures; they were straightforward and you could hear lots of gossip and interesting stories about other people’s lives.

There were couples arguing, people catching mistresses, relatives resenting the rich, people not repaying borrowed money…

This was the essence of life at the grassroots level.

After eating and drinking their fill, on their way back they could even discuss the amusing stories they had heard earlier.

Meredith was quite content with her current life and said, “Actually, life is just about opening your eyes in the morning and closing them at night; it passes by quickly. I used to think about making lots of money, but after experiencing so much and seeing so much, I’ve realized that people are more important.”

Terrence smiled slightly. “That’s why we’re family; if we weren’t meant to be together, we wouldn’t be under one roof.”

“By the way, your mom has moved out now; they’ve divorced. If this goes on longer, something will change,” Meredith said. “Should I start acting out our next step?”

Everything they were doing now was to make Reginald think that the Sterling family was in dire straits-a blind person, someone terminally ill-and if Stella and Julian divorced too, Reginald would feel he had gotten his revenge and might reveal his true intentions.

Terrence nodded. “Next up is your performance; find the right moment.”