Only Way to Say Sorry
The medication I kept at the company had been switched, resulting in me suffering from acute kidney failure.
After the emergency surgery, I asked my wife, Rebecca Little, to thoroughly investigate the company's employees. Instead, I discovered she had already deleted the surveillance footage from that day.
When I confronted her, she brushed me off coldly.
"I found the person responsible. He wanted to turn himself in, but I stopped him. Look, you're fine now, aren't you? Hendrix didn't do it on purpose. He's so young—if he went to jail, his life would be ruined. Let's just drop the matter, okay?"
The person she was defending was none other than the male secretary, Hendrix Cannon, she had been flirting with lately.
I was speechless. Nine years of love and trust disintegrated in an instant.
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