"If they don’t want to lose , they need to accept you." Jones replied assertively
I was dumbstruck by his words. Was he threatening his parents in the sa way as her mom?
Jones was definitely not that kind of person. He would only resort to such a strategy if he felt he had no other choice. This made realize how deeply he loved .
I had a man in my life who loved with all his heart. He was willing to go to great lengths just to see happy. However, despite his unwavering affection, I couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sadness that made want to cry.
Because I didn’t deserve his kindness, I was not worth his sacrifice.
"Jones, you know, I never truly loved you. I was just... because I couldn’t find anyone else" I spoke bluntly.
"I’m still in love with Damon. I’m sorry"
After these words, Jones’s face turned very ugly. His eyes, once filled with affection, were now full of resentnt.
However, he quickly regained his composure, "I know. I’ve always known that you haven’t let go of him."
"So you can go now. As long as your parents don’t bother in the future, that would be the biggest help to " I said calmly while looking at Jones. Eventually, Jones left under the weight of my cold words. Looking at his wet figure, I wanted to say, "Aren’t you cold?" but I didn’t.
Not long after Jones left, my assistant ca in again and said, ’Ms. Brooks, there’s a problem. Mr. Coleman from Coleman Co. is here; he wants to see you!"
My head started to ache. Why was he here? Was everything he said before a lie?
I refused adamantly. "Stop him at the reception, tell him I’m in a eting."
"Alright." The assistant left in a hurry.
Five minutes later, the assistant appeared again, "Ms. Brooks, Mr. Coleman said he’s here to discuss a collaboration. Should we still turn him away?" A collaboration?
At this critical period, my company was in trouble. Many of our partners wanted to sever ties with us imdiately, and even the suppliers I talked to recently almost backed out.
Was Damon trying to help in this crucial mont, or was he just here to toy with ?
Although I wanted to refuse, the company’s current situation forced not to do so. If we could collaborate with Coleman Co., it would be like injecting a heart stimulant into the company, which could stabilize the employees’ emotions.
"Let him up." In the end, I chose to compromise.
After a while, Damon appeared in my office, still looking elegant and high-class in his black suit. His every move exuded a powerful aura. When he saw , he greeted formally, "Ms. Brooks."
"Good afternoon, Mr. Coleman". I walked over, with the attitude and mindset of a business client, and extended my hand to shake Damon’s. Damon looked at my extended hand, then raised an eyebrow slightly, "Have you beco more flexible now?"
His tone didn’t sound like he was here to discuss a collaboration. Rather, it sounded more like he was here to mock .
Damon and I sat at the table, I silently brewed coffee for him. The aroma of the coffee filled the air. I handed him a cup, smiled, and said, "Try it."
Damon picked up the cup, blew gently on it, and then took a sip, his face filled with satisfaction, "This coffee is really good."
I nodded, "What brings you here today?" I asked him directly, wanting to get to the point as soon as possible.
Damon leisurely sipped his coffee and replied slowly. "I’m sowhat interested in your industry but lack experience, so I’m thinking of finding soone to collaborate with. What do you think?"
I was a bit surprised, this reason was too strange. I didn’t expect it at all.
Maybe because I was in a difficult situation, Damon wanted to lend a hand.
But I had so doubts. He had previously said he was going to suppress my stubbornness. Was there any other motive he had?
As I was thinking. Damon smiled at , "What, are you afraid I’m trying to trick you?"
"I’m just not sure whether you really want to help or if you have other motives." I told him directly.
Upon hearing this, Damon laughed heartily. "You broke up with Jones. Why would I trick you? I’m in a great mood right now. I’ll help you with anything."
The afternoon sun shone on him through the glass, his cheeks seed to be lit up by golden light, making him look very handso, like a man in a painting.
His eyes were bright, and there was no sense of threat when he looked at . I could tell he was really in a good mood.
So he was in such a good mood because I broke up with Jones, and he wanted to help .
"It, we collaborate, can we not involve personal matters?" I asked him.
"What do you an by personal matters?’ Damon asked on purpose.
"Things from the past." I replied simply.
Damon contemplated for a mont and then said, "I can promise not to bother you much, but after all, we were once married, and you know my feelings for you. It might be difficult to completely avoid personal emotions."
He was very frank, putting the problem on the table directly.
I was silent for a while, then retorted, "Then forget it. Let’s keep things as they are. I’ve told you before I don’t need your help, not even at work."
Damon’s face imdiately turned serious. At this mont, there was a gentle knock on the office door. It was my assistant, "Ms. Brooks, soone sent you a gift."
"Bring it in "I instructed.
The assistant quickly brought a gift box wrapped in blue paper with a bow. It looked very exquisite, but there was no signature.
I wasn’t sure what was inside. I didn’t want to open it at first, but in order to ease the tension with Damon, I shifted my attention and started unwrapping the gift box.
Damon’s eyes were fixed on the gift box as well.
When I opened the gift box, I scread in fright and stepped back in panic. A sense of fear and discomfort made my heartbeat accelerate.
Inside the gift box was a dead black snake. Next to it was a photo, a family portrait of and my parents. The photo was processed in black and white, with bloody marks on our faces; it looked like characters from a horror movie.
Upon seeing what was in the gift box, Damon’s face imdiately changed. He quickly sealed the gift box back up, then comforted , "Don’t be scared!"
He angrily asked my assistant at the door, "Who sent this?!"
The assistant replied, "A woman in a green coat. She was wearing sunglasses and a mask. She left as soon as she put down the gift box..."
Our reaction scared the assistant too
I cooled my jets, rage bubbling inside , grabbed my car keys, and stord out of the office, I was gonna hunt down that woman. I wanted to see who could curse my family like that!
Seeing like this, Damon was quick to tail . As I hopped in the car, he slid into the passenger seat. I didn’t utter a word; I just drove with a stone-cold Tace.
I had no clue which way the woman went. I could only follow my gut and pick a direction to start the chase.
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