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“In the company, address me as Ms. Jimenez from now on, not Mrs Burke
Leif frowned, dearly confused. “Why?”
Yvonne lowered her gaze and hesitated for a moment before continuing “Next and I will go out separate
ways eventually.”
As Leif escorted her upstairs, the woman from earlier trailed behind them, siding dree the an unwanted
shadow
“Ms. Jimenez, right? You’re really something Come on, take me up with you!
Leif’s expression darkened, and he quickly shut her down. “Tease leave”
The woman, dearly desperate, latched onto Yenne’s hand took you’re detecting lunch, and so am & Why don’t we see whose meal Mr. Burke prefers
Yvonne let out a soft chuckle. “You want to compete with me
“Yes, a fair competition.”
“Alright then!”
With Yvonne’s agreement, the two of them stepped into the elevator
The moment they arrived at the office, the woman, eager to faunt herself, ficked her hair and started toute with exaggerated confidence, as if she were walking a runway
Leif watched in disbelief. Had Yvonne really changed?
He could still remember the heated clashes she once had with Shelly. Her suckton shut there him of
completely–he wasn’t sure how to process it.
“Aren’t you going in?” asked him tentatively.
Yvonne set the lunch box down and eased into a nearby chair. “What’s the hurry? I’ll go me sh
Norton had already made it clear he didn’t want her interfering she had promised to respect whoever be close to be with, whether it was Shelly or someone else. She swore she wouldn’t let it get to her. And she abar kept her word–once she made a promise, she stuck to it.
Now, she believed it was better to accept reality now.
Maybe then, when they finally parted ways, it wouldn’t hurt as much. Maybe she wouldn’t feel so attached. Maybe, after enduring enough heartbreak, she’d finally let go and start over.
Five minutes later, Norton’s office door suddenly swung open
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The woman was hurled out–no exaggeration, Norton had picked her up like a piece of garbage and tossed her
aside.
Tears streaked down her face, smearing her carefully applied makeup.
A second later, the lunch box she had brought came flying after her, landing right next to her in a pathetic heap.
“Leif!”
Norton’s furious voice boomed from inside the office.
“I’m here!” Leif rushed over.
Norton’s expression was thunderous. “Who gave you the authority to let her in? Did she pay you off?” he
snapped.
“No! I would never do that!”
Leif didn’t dare drag Yvonne into this, so he could only mutter a weak apology.
“If not you, then who? And where’s Yvonne? I told you to bring her here–where is she?” Leif clamped his
mouth shut, at a loss for words.
Just as Norton finished his outburst, his eyes landed on Yvonne, leaning casually against the office door, holding the lunch box.
She was dressed in a sleek black dress today, her hair neatly pinned up, giving her an effortlessly refined look. But the bold red on her lips added a striking contrast–sophisticated yet undeniably tempting.
A faint, familiar fragrance drifted toward Norton, teasing his senses.
Yvonne’s gaze flicked down at the disheveled woman on the floor.
Without hesitation, she admitted, “I let her in.”
For a brief moment, Norton’s brain stalled in sheer disbelief.
Then, his anger erupted. “Yvonne Jimenez, have you lost your damn mind?”
His wife was handing women over to him? What the hell was she thinking?
“Not at all. My mind is perfectly intact,” Yvonne replied with an infuriatingly sweet smile.
Norton’s glare shifted to Leif. “Get her out of here. And shut the door.”
“Yes, sir!”
Leif didn’t waste a second. In one swift motion, he shut the door. In three more, he hauled the woman to the elevator. The entire process was executed flawlessly.
Now, only Yvonne and Norton remained in the office.
The tension in the room thickened until Yvonne finally broke the silence. “So… are you still having lunch?”
“Of course!” Norton shot back, his tone sharp.
Without another word, Yvonne opened the lunch box and showed the food she had prepared.
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At the sight of the food, Norton’s irritation wavered.
He was starving. Begrudgingly, he picked up a spoon and ate, finishing more than he intended before finally setting it down.
Once he was done, Yvonne quietly gathered the lunch box, ready to leave.
“Well, I won’t keep you from your work any longer.”
“Wait a minute!”
Before she could take a step, Norton moved–so fast it was as if he had teleported.
One hand locked around her wrist; the other pressed against the door, pinning her in place.
“Aren’t you going to explain?”
“Explain what?”
“You knew it!” His voice was low, almost a growl.
Yvonne rolled her eyes, pausing for a moment before realizing what he meant. “Oh… you mean that woman just now?”
Her tone was light, indifferent.
“Didn’t you say our marriage doesn’t count? That we should live our own lives? Then you don’t need to worry -I won’t see myself as your wife anymore. I won’t interfere with your life. Whoever you like, whoever you’re with, that’s your business. I have no right to ask, and I won’t.”
She had already taken a step back. That should be enough for him, right?
However, Norton’s expression remained dark, his gaze sharp enough to cut through steel. “Get out. I don’t
want to see you right now!”
Yvonne didn’t argue. Without hesitation, she slipped out from under his arm, collected the lunch box, and
walked away.
The air in the room turned frigid.
After lunch, Rachel lay down for a nap.
Maybe she hadn’t slept well the night before–her body felt sluggish, her head heavy.
Unexpectedly, she drifted into a deep sleep.
Three hours passed before she finally stirred. A nurse walked in just as she sat up. “Ms. Marsh, the doctor asked to see you in his office once you woke up.”
“Alright.”
She knocked on the office door, and a firm voice called from inside. “Come in.”
Stepping inside, Rachel felt an uneasiness settle over her.
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For some reason, the closer she got to this room, the harder her heart pounded, like an instinct warning her of something she wasn’t ready to face.
“Rachel, right?” The doctor’s voice was calm, but his eyes carried a weight that made her stomach clench. “Your test results are in. You need to be mentally prepared.”
Her mind went blank.
For a split second, she even thought he must be talking to someone else.
Fingers curling into the fabric of her pants, she gritted her teeth and forced herself to meet his gaze. “Doctor, please… just tell me.”
“Uremia.”
The words hit like a blow. Rachel felt the world tilt.
Silence stretched endlessly between them.
Rachel’s pale lips trembled as she forced out the words, “Are you… sure? Could there be… a mistake?”
The doctor remained composed, his voice steady. “Ms. Marsh, our hospital uses state–of–the–art equipment.
The margin for error is extremely low. However, if you have doubts, you’re welcome to take the test again.
Rachel swallowed hard, gripping the armrest of the chair as if it could steady her. “Then… could you reapply
for me? I’ll retest tomorrow, okay?”
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