“Six months ago, you left your bag at the party, so I took your ID to buy this suite under your name.” Christopher persisted calmly.
I only remembered replacing my identity card after losing it. At that moment, I was completely at a loss for words. I stared hard at him suspiciously. “Christopher, you know I’m divorcing Lyle, so you had everything planned out, right?”
“What do you think?”
What am I supposed to think? I certainly had no reason to believe that a perfect guy like him would have eyes on me or even thought of Lyle as his rival. Besides, it was absurd to think that the second son of the Lane family would hatch such a plan to accomplish his motive.
“You must’ve had some problems with the paperwork when buying a house for yourself, so you used mine. Haha… That must be it!” I laughed dryly to hide my anxiety. He fixed his deathly serious gaze on me. His eyes were so memorizing I could drown in them.
“Actually, I think I’d better find another place-”
“And what? Live like a homeless, wandering in the streets and live your life in a basement? Don’t you feel bad for those who genuinely concern about you?” He shot back before I could finish, leaving me no room for negotiation.
Suddenly, it hit me. I had nowhere to go. Hence, I stayed in that fully furnished suite. Once I had settled in, I used the laptop prepared for me to look for jobs online. I sent out tons of resumes that same day.
At night, a thought suddenly occurred to me when I lay in bed. How did Christopher know I fell out with Lyle and moved out of the apartment? I reached out my phone on the bedside table and typed the questions that had been lingering in the back of my mind. After a moment of hesitation, I groaned and deleted them.
Then I received his text. New home, new beginning. Good night and sweet dreams. There was even a cute emoji! I read it a dozen times. Eventually, my foul mood dissipated.
I learned that life without faith and hope was meaningless, and I considered myself fortunate to see the beauty in it.
The next morning, I sorted my morning routine and turned on the laptop to resume my job hunt. All I needed was a steady income to support myself and to hold my head high in front of Lyle and Crystal.
There was an interview invitation from a foreign enterprise in my inbox. I went. Lady Luck must favor me because they hired me as the secretary. Although the salary was below my expectation, the job is the right fit for me, so I signed the employment contract without much hesitation.
“Mr. Gordon, thank you for giving me this opportunity. I will do my best to fulfill this role.” I babbled enthusiastically as I poured a cup of water for the chubby manager.
“Yvie, you are most welcome. If you do well during the one-month probation period, you will become a permanent employee,” he said with a delightful smile. I was thrilled to hear that.
Outside the company building, I accustomed my eyes to the bright sunlight. I called Christopher excitedly to share the good news. I totally agreed that women need to be financially independent from their men.
“Christopher, I got a job! Isn’t it amazing? I can finally earn my own living!”
We laughed as I rejoiced over my new job. Suddenly, I froze when I saw my sister approached me, along with Crystal and Sally.
