Chapter 38
Chapter 38
As soon as I moved, I heard Patrick say behind me, "You don't have to go." Then he said to the person in charge, "Go and get a new design company."
"Why?"
I didn't expect Patrick to say that all of a sudden.
Although I didn't know what made him change his mind, I was sure that all of these had something to do with me.
He hated me. So he vented his anger on this project.
Patrick stood up and took out a cigarette box as well as a cigarette from the pocket inside his suit. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.
He ignited it.
Taking a sip, he said slowly, "For a company that doesn't investigate whether a new employee is keeping the past as a secret before hiring one, I can justifiably suspect the professionalism of this company."
"I didn't hide anything!"
Sure enough, it was me who he was targeting.
"Then the company hired you is even less professional. Unexpectedly, they hired a woman who deliberately hurt others, killed another woman's child, and had been prisoned..."
Before Patrick could finish his words, everyone on the scene sighed.
When the person in charge heard that I was such a person, he immediately said, "Mr. Cowell, I am contacting the staff of the Glorious Seth Design now."
Glorious Seth Design was Seth's company.
"No!" I stepped forward and stood in front of the person in charge.
Although I hated it and I wasn't willing to reconcile, I still said, "I will resign! I will resign! Are you satisfied?"
I knew what Patrick wanted was that I couldn't get away with it.
What he was going to do was to see me sleep on the street.
Now that he saw that I had a job, he must be very disappointed.
I couldn't let Seth be put in a difficult position because of me.
Patrick looked at her and didn't say anything.
I stood there, made a call to Seth, and said quickly, "Mr. Hyde, I will resign now."
After that, I hung up the phone before Seth could ask me anything.
Then, I put my cell phone into my pocket and bowed to Patrick, "Mr. Cowell, I've already resigned from Glorious Seth Design. Now, I have nothing to do with this company as well as this project. Please don't take revenge on others because of your hatred for me."
After that, I turned back and left.
My cell phone vibrated violently in my pocket.
I knew it was Seth's call. But I dared not to answer it.
That night, I didn't go back to the apartment that Seth provided for me. Instead, I went to the citizen park.
I found a lounge chair by the lake and lay there.
In the early spring, the weather was very cold. I curled up. As the cold wind blew my cheeks, instead of feeling drowsy, I was soberer.
I was forced to abort my child.
I was bullied in the prison. And I was imprisoned in a dog cage, ate the food for a dog, and screamed like a dog. Moreover, I was beaten up if I dared to be disobedient.
Although the blanket was poured with cold
water in winter, I was asked to sleep on it.
There were more things like these.
Now that as I thought back, I wondered how I had made it.
When I was in a daze, I felt that my body was warm. And it seemed that someone draped a coat over my body.
The next second, someone picked me up.
I opened my eyes in a daze and saw someone holding me. And the cold moonlight was blocked behind him.
"Seth..."
I could recognize that outline.
The man who was holding me said with concern, "Why are you sleeping here? I have been looking for you for a while."
His voice was so warm that it made me recover a lot from the coldness.
"Well, go to sleep. I'll take you home."
"I'll take you home."
"I don't have a home at all."
"I don't have a home."
But his words made me feel so warm.
I was put in the car by him and fell asleep in a
daze.