I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Terrence had lost a lot of weight, and when Harvey saw him, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness. “Boss, why have you lost so much weight?” Harvey’s heart ached as he looked at him. The thinner Terrence’s features were more pronounced, shrouded in melancholy and loneliness.

Terrence smoked several cigarettes, his emotions stabilizing. “I’m okay.”

“By the way, Boss, on my way here, I saw advertisements all over the city saying Meredith is back. Is this true?” Harvey was worried that Terrence might be delusional.

“She’s back,” Terrence confirmed. “The security guard just verified it; he saw Meredith return.”

“Really? Then where is Meredith? Why did she leave again after coming back?” Harvey was puzzled.

Terrence was also puzzled and couldn’t answer Harvey’s question. His search for her throughout the city had reached Prince Darcy’s ears.

Prince Darcy knew Terrence was back but didn’t go to see him. He was also quite angry about Meredith. In his view, it was Terrence’s failure to protect his daughter that led to her misfortune. The Sterling family hadn’t even erected a tombstone for her, and now they were back looking for her, which only fueled Prince Darcy’s anger.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Lady Catherine worriedly said, “Could Terrence be delusional from excessive longing?”

“Meredith has been gone for more than half a year. They didn’t even find her body by the sea. Now he’s back in Auroraville looking for her-who knows what he’s thinking?” Prince Darcy angrily said, “Meredith shouldn’t have stayed in Auroraville; if she had come back to France with me, none of this would have happened.”

Seeing Prince Darcy’s anger, Lady Catherine said no more.

A night passed, and the advertisements continued without being retracted, yet Meredith did not appear. Terrence waited all night, transitioning from anticipation to confusion.

Meredith had returned to Auroraville; why did she leave again after coming back? Since she found her way home, why didn’t she respond to the advertisements? Did she not see them?

Terrence was full of doubts and anxiety. Harvey kept him company all night but left for work in the morning.

Terrence also went out, driving to Wetland Park where he and Meredith used to date frequently. In winter, Wetland Park had few visitors; it was too cold and snowing, and people preferred staying indoors.

Terrence found a bench and sat down in his coat, remaining there for most of the day. The cold wind blew, making his limbs numb. His phone rang several times-it was Grandma Sterling and Stella calling. Azure also sent messages. But Terrence didn’t check his phone; he seemed frozen in place.

After an indeterminate amount of time, a figure appeared in his line of sight on the floating bridge across Wetland Park-a woman in a white coat taking photos with her phone.

Terrence’s gaze was drawn to her. When the woman turned sideways and he saw her face clearly, he sprang up excitedly. “Meredith!”

Terrence shouted, “Meredith! Meredith!”

On the floating bridge some ten meters away, Audrey heard the voice and instinctively looked towards Terrence. She stood still; she had come here guided by an inner voice.

Terrence ran towards her ecstatically. Though it seemed close, he had to navigate around a water corridor to reach the floating bridge. Afraid that Meredith might disappear again, he kept his eyes on her while running excitedly towards her, nearly stumbling several times.

Audrey put her hands in her coat pockets and watched the man running towards her. Before she could speak, he suddenly pulled her into an embrace.

The joy of regaining what was lost overwhelmed Terrence.

“Meredith, you really came back.” Terrence’s voice was hoarse as he cried.

Audrey felt a shock in her heart accompanied by a sharp pain and inexplicable sadness; her eyes welled up with tears.

Terrence released her excitedly and looked at the face he had longed for day and night. He smiled. “Meredith, you’re back; that’s all that matters.”

He didn’t dare ask why she hadn’t returned for more than half a year; as long as she was back, that was the best outcome.

“Sir, you’ve got the wrong person. I’m not your wife,” Audrey said. “My name is Audrey; I don’t know you.”