I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

On this great day, Terrence had a few more drinks than usual. It had been a long time since he last drank, and after a few glasses, he was a bit tipsy. The group was lively and bustling, and Terrence took special care of Audrey, serving her food and soup with great attentiveness. Even Prince Darcy, who usually didn’t drink, made an exception today.

By the end of the meal, everyone was somewhat drunk. Azure hadn’t drunk any alcohol as she had driven there. After the meal, she excused herself and took Reese along, offering to drop her off on the way.

On the way back, Reese hummed songs in the passenger seat while Azure seemed distracted, almost running a red light. “Azure, it’s a red light,” Reese quickly reminded her. Azure hit the brakes just in time, avoiding an accident.

Reese noticed something was off with Azure and asked, “What’s wrong with you today? Meredith is back, but you don’t seem very happy.” “No, I’m happy,” Azure forced a smile to prove her point.

Reese now worked closely with Azure at the dance studio. They had become good friends due to Meredith and shared everything with each other. In this bustling city, Reese didn’t have many reliable or close friends; Azure was one of them.

“Azure, something’s wrong. You have something on your mind,” Reese said. “During the meal, I noticed you kept staring at Meredith without saying much. I know you like Mr. Sterling. Now that Meredith is back, there’s no chance for you and Mr. Sterling anymore. Is that why you’re unhappy?”

Reese was straightforward and said whatever came to mind. Azure shook her head. “It’s not that. Terrence and I never had a chance anyway. But… I don’t know why; I just feel like something’s off with Meredith this time. She’s so distant.”

“What’s off? I didn’t notice anything,” Reese said. “Is it because Meredith lost her memory? She doesn’t remember us, so it’s normal for her to be distant. She’s not even that warm towards Mr. Sterling; she’s just polite.”

“Maybe,” Azure couldn’t pinpoint it either.

“No matter what, it’s a blessing that Meredith is alive and back. That’s a reason to celebrate,” Reese said.

“Yes, as long as she’s back,” Azure mumbled as the light turned green and she continued driving.

At Ravenwood.

After dinner, Terrence took Audrey to the yard to set off fireworks while Harvey lit them up. The fireworks bloomed beautifully in the night sky.

Terrence stood beside Audrey, looking at her tenderly. “Meredith, we’ll never be apart again. I finally have a chance to make up for past regrets. Our wedding can still happen.”

Hearing about the wedding, Audrey said, “I can’t remember anything right now; let’s talk about the wedding later.”

To Audrey, Terrence was a stranger.

Afraid of scaring her, Terrence said gently, “Alright, whatever you want, Meredith. Even if you can’t remember anything, it’s okay. I’ll make you fall in love with me again; we’ll start over.”

Audrey forced a smile but didn’t say anything.

The fireworks went on for a long time until it got late. Worried that Audrey might get cold, Terrence suggested, “Meredith, why don’t we go back inside?”

Little Lucky had already been taken to rest by Stella.

At that moment, Prince Darcy approached them. “Meredith, come back to Chaucer Manor with me tonight so your mother can know you’re back and find some comfort.”

“Okay,” Audrey agreed and then turned to Terrence. “I’ll go back with my dad.”

Having finally found his wife again, Terrence was reluctant to let her go but considering her current state, he agreed reluctantly: “… Alright then, I’ll see you off.”

Prince Darcy interjected, “No need; we have a driver.” As a father who had missed out on much time with his daughter, Prince Darcy cherished this opportunity to reconnect and make amends.

Thus, Audrey left with Prince Darcy for Chaucer Manor while Terrence watched from the doorway until their car disappeared from sight.

Julian consoled him: “Son, don’t lose heart. Meredith is only like this because she can’t remember the past. I’m sure she’ll fall in love with you again.”Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.