5I still couldn't calm down when I returned to the hotel after a long time.I rummaged through my phone, feeling more and more annoyed and a little empty... I really wanted to call Jarred and scold him.I had been away for so long, and he didn't even bother to call me once!This was too much!Was he seeing someone else?Didn't he say that he liked his boss lady the most?Did these words only work in bed?After a long struggle in my mind, I tried to find Jarred's phone number in my contact list when a strange number called me.I answered it, and heard a familiar voice on the other end. "Boss lady, it's me."My heart skipped a beat, and I got a little nervous. "What's wrong?"There was silence for a while, and I urged him, "Just talk!"He coughed a couple of times and said carefully, "Boss lady, I'm at the high-speed railway station now. Can you come to pick me up? I've lost my phone, wallet, and luggage."Jarred had silently taken the high-speed train to the city I was on
8We randomly picked a street vendor and sat on a small bench by the road, enjoying the evening breeze and occasionally taking sips of beer without saying a word.Jarred pursed his lips and seemed lost in thought but didn't say anything.The atmosphere was relaxed and not awkward.I quite liked this way of getting along, where we could speak when we wanted to speak and be silent when we wanted to be silent.We didn't have to worry about anything.'Why don't you drink?' I bumped his shoulder and handed him my half-finished beer.He smiled sweetly with his eyes narrowed, "Boss lady is difficult to handle when she's drunk, so I won't drink. I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it later."……I pinched his cheek, "Do you really like me, or is it just because I'm a woman?"It was the same as the question Oliver asked me today, "Do you really like him, or is it just because he's a man?"I wanted to hear how he would answer.He lowered his eyelids, and his hot breath sprayed on my
10Today at work, Oliver wasn't in the company, so I felt much more relaxed and efficient.Men only slowed down my work.After venting my anger on a workplace crybaby, Ms. Dixon teasingly approached me, "Why do you exude the aura of a fierce and formidable martial arts master?"I replied while sorting out the documents, "She asks for help here and there, why doesn't she split her salary with me?"Ms. Dixon chuckled and said, "Alright, how about we have some fun and blow off some steam tonight?"I ran my fingers through my hair and felt a bit annoyed, "Sorry, I can't."Ms. Dixon understood my expression and asked mysteriously, "Is it because of Mr. Hudson? Someone saw you two together at a bar last time."I didn't say anything.She leaned closer and asked, "There are rumors about you two in the company. Tell me, is it true?"My heart sank and my face darkened.Ms. Dixon noticed the change in the atmosphere and left with a few embarrassed laughs.Jarred didn't contact me all
12When we got back to the hotel, after a brief contretemps, I lay on top of Jarred. "Didn't you say that we were even?"He pulled the blanket over his face, his chest rising and falling as he laughed, seemingly embarrassed to face this question.I rolled my eyes and laughed. I didn't understand what he meant by "being even" before, but now I realized that this little guy was trying to distance himself from me.But now we had broken our agreement again, so who would pay the breach of contract fee?We had taken our clothes off together tonight."It seems like you're enjoying the show tonight." Seeing him laughing all the time, I sighed.He showed his face and blinked his eyes. "I was really angry at first.""Oh," I said expressionlessly.He laughed again, "Hehe, luckily I didn't leave, otherwise I wouldn't have known that boss lady cares about me so much."???Where did he find out?I coughed and said, "Work hard and cultivate diligently, there is still plenty of time."……
Author: Ni Hai1On Valentine's Day, my boyfriend jumped to his death from our 27th-floor bedroom balcony.The shrill scream startled the security guards in several nearby buildings.Bertram Chaucer squatted before me and asked about the incident. His policeman's eyes were sharp, and his tone was all-business. "Where were you when the incident happened?"I was so scared that I collapsed on the ground, my clothes in disarray. I kept shivering like a fish out of water, gasping for breath.After a while, he calmly repeated, "Miss Belle, where were you when the incident happened?"I tried my best to make a hoarse sound, "I was sleeping.""The balcony is connected to the bedroom. When he jumped off the balcony, were you conscious?""I was asleep. I didn't know anything.""The neighbor said he heard your fierce quarrel about two hours before the incident. Is that true?""Yes.""Why?"This word ignited my remaining rationality. I raised my head and glared at the man in front of
5Three days later, Thomas' mother died.I suffered from insomnia and could only fall asleep after taking sleeping pills. I didn't know what had happened after I fell asleep.This morning, as soon as I opened the door, I saw a pair of legs swaying in the air, and the toes were only a few centimeters away from me.The red plastic stool fell to the ground with a dull clatter.In an instant, my hair stood on end, and I curled up in the corner in horror. My throat tightened, and I couldn't make a sound. I could only hear my heart beating wildly.It took me a long time to come back to my senses. Trembling, I took out my phone and called Bertram.His voice came from the phone. He was as calm as ever. "What's wrong?"I took a deep breath and squeezed my thigh, forcing myself to focus."Don't be afraid. Stay where you are. I'll be right there." There was a rustling sound on the phone. "Don't hang up. Wait for me."My fear and panic seemed to have found an exit, slowly fading away. I
7When Sarah came to see me with the fruit, Bertram was still angry. He sat by the ward window and lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.The atmosphere was awkward.Sarah noticed this. After showing concern for my health, she strode up to Bertram and snatched his phone away without saying a word."If you have something to say, just say it. We're not mind readers. How are we supposed to know what you're thinking?"As far as I knew, Bertram was a cold-faced man, and Sarah was a sweet little sister.However, at this moment, it was as if they'd swapped roles.Under my stunned gaze, Bertram stood up and walked toward me with a serious expression."Julian, you shouldn't feel so guilt-ridden. Do you think he will be grateful if you don't pursue the matter of Thomas' father? You need to get a grip. Weak people will always be bullied. Do you understand?"Her tone was stern, and she even added some hand movements, which made her look like a parent who was exasperated at her ch
9These words instantly exploded in my mind.Was there any other reason for Thomas' mother's death?I asked the driver to turn around and return to the hospital. As soon as I got out of the car, I saw Bertram.He stood straight on the side of the road, and the sun shone brightly on him.I felt a little ashamed. My eyes were red and I didn't know what to say.He pursed his lips and looked at me quietly. After a long while, he slowly said, "Julian, there is no barrier in life that can't be overcome. Take a few more steps and you'll be fine."I nodded and tears rolled down my cheeks."Come on, I'll take you to a place. I think it's more meaningful for you to understand the cause of Thomas' mother's death."Bertram raised his hand and paused above my head for a while. In the end, he patted my shoulder gently.My heart skipped a beat.I had made countless speculations about how Thomas' mother had hung herself at my door.What convinced me the most was that in order to take reven