Chapter 270 Sorry
In the office building of the ElizaTimo Group, employees were busy with their work.
Close to lunch break, suddenly, a message in one of the company's internal chat groups caused quite a stir.
[Our company's big BOSS's wife is right here in the company]
As soon as this message was sent, the group chat exploded.
Employees who usually lurked silently popped up one after another, leaving comments and discussing.
[Who is it?]
[Tell us quickly?]
[The boss's wife is in the company, is it real or fake? You're lying, right?]
[Wait, our boss is married?]
The person who sent the message seemed to deliberately keep everyone in suspense, and sent another message.
[Why would I lie to you? The boss's wife works right here in our company, guess for yourselves]
This mysterious statement made everyone even more curious, and they all guessed who the boss's wife might be.
At this moment, in the testing department, a female colleague named Raina saw the message in the group chat. She turned to look at Sarah, who was busy working.
Raina sneered inwardly, thinking that Sarah must be sick to not enjoy her privileged life and instead come to the testing department as a tester.
Raina didn't hide her contempt at all in her heart.
A few people in the testing department already knew that Sarah was Timothy's wife.
Just then, Emilio, the deputy manager of the testing department, walked over, frowning with a stern tone, "Sarah, what's wrong with you? Are you not taking your work seriously? There's a problem with this test, you need to test it again."
Sarah calmly explained, "I've already retested this once."
But Emilio said impatiently, "Test it again, and write me a report when you're done."
After saying that, he turned and walked back to his office, leaving Sarah standing there alone.
Raina watched this scene with schadenfreude, silently mourning for the deputy manager who dared to scold Sarah.
Emilio was truly fearless in his ignorance.
Sarah didn't say much. She planned to go eat first and come back to restart the testing after filling her stomach.
Raina walked over, pretending to care, "Sarah, do you need help with the testing? I've already eaten and I'm free now."
Sarah smiled and politely declined, "No need, I'll test it this afternoon, thanks."
Raina had no choice but to awkwardly return to her seat.
She tried to help out of kindness, but if Sarah didn't want it, so be it.
In the company cafeteria on the second floor, Delilah had already gotten food for herself and Sarah.
She sat by the window waiting for Sarah.
Sarah walked into the cafeteria, looked around, and walked toward her friend. Seeing that the food was already laid out, she smiled, "Thanks."
Delilah lowered her voice and said quietly, "Have you seen the messages in the company group? Everyone knows that the boss's wife works in the company."
Delilah looked at Sarah meaningfully, her eyes full of teasing.
Sarah was eating with her head down. Hearing this, she looked up and asked curiously, "Dennis's wife? Who is it?"
Delilah glared at her and said quietly, "Not Dennis's wife, the big BOSS."
Sarah thought of Timothy's cold eyes and smiled, "Who is his wife?"
Delilah blinked and said very quietly, "Far away in the horizon, yet right before your eyes."
Sarah choked on these words and quickly took a sip of water to recover.
Sarah hurriedly explained, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm really not."
Delilah looked at Sarah's flustered appearance and couldn't help but smile, "Relax, I won't tell anyone, why are you so anxious?"
Sarah sighed helplessly, "Why won't you believe me? Forget it, forget it, let's eat quickly. I still need to retest the equipment later and write a report."
Delilah frowned, "Why another report?"
Sarah shrugged, indicating there was nothing she could do. Emilio seemed to have a problem with her.
At this moment, at the hotel.
Timothy personally brought lunch at noon and also brought a wheelchair.
Elizabeth looked at the rich dishes on the table and the wheelchair, smiled slightly, and thanked him, "Thank you."
Jacob didn't have any bad intentions to cause trouble this time. He turned and left the room, feeling very sad inside.
Timothy carried Elizabeth to a chair at the dining table and took a wet wipe to clean her hands.
He sat across from her, his eyes fixed on her.
Elizabeth picked up her utensils and ate slowly and carefully.
An inexplicable tension spread between them.
Elizabeth took a few bites.
Timothy asked softly, "Elizabeth, when are you planning to return to Border Ridge City?"
Elizabeth's hand holding the utensils paused slightly, then she smiled faintly, "I'll go to the ElizaTimo Group tomorrow to sign the contract, and fly back to Border Ridge City the day after."
As soon as she said this, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became quiet.
Neither of them spoke again, just remained silent.
Timothy lowered his head and took a sip of tea.
Timothy said in a low voice, "Take care of yourself in Border Ridge City."
Elizabeth looked up at Timothy and smiled, "I will, you take care of yourself too."
After eating, Timothy carried Elizabeth and placed her in the wheelchair, "I'll take you out for a walk, get some sun."
Actually, he wanted to spend every possible moment with her.
Elizabeth nodded and agreed.
Timothy pushed the wheelchair out of the room and came to the hotel garden.
The garden was full of blooming flowers, the air filled with a faint floral fragrance, and sunlight fell on them both.
They walked around the garden, enjoying a moment of peace.
Timothy pushed the wheelchair at a slow pace, with the radiant Elizabeth sitting in it.
Time flew by quickly, and soon it was afternoon.
At two-thirty in the afternoon, Elizabeth had a video conference call.
Timothy sent Elizabeth back to her room.
Elizabeth sighed. She looked up and reached out her hands.
Timothy supported himself on the wheelchair armrests with both hands and bent down.
She wrapped her arms around his neck.
He gently brushed against her red lips.
"I'm sorry, I didn't protect Seraphina well." He cupped her face, forehead against her forehead.
"All this time, I haven't been able to protect you both."
Elizabeth blinked her stinging eyes.
Timothy stood up. He turned to leave, and the moment he walked out the door, he suddenly had an impulse to keep Elizabeth by his side.
He stood by the door, his hand gripping the door handle so hard that his veins were clearly visible.
He struggled with the conflict inside, but finally, he loosened his grip and gently pushed the door open and walked out.
Timothy walked in the hotel corridor, feeling an indescribable bitterness in his heart.
He chose to respect her decisions and her life.
Jacob opened his room door, holding a computer in his hands. He curiously glanced at Timothy's departing figure.
Jacob walked to Elizabeth's room next door and knocked gently.
Elizabeth sat in the wheelchair and opened the door, "Come in."
Jacob walked in. He noticed Elizabeth's eyes were slightly red.
Elizabeth seemed to have been crying.
He put the computer on the table and connected the equipment, "Ms. Penrose, it's time for the meeting."
Elizabeth nodded, her voice slightly hoarse, "Thank you, Mr. Grant."
Meanwhile, downstairs at the hotel.
Timothy bent down and got in the car. He looked up at the hotel.
The driver started the car and slowly drove away from the hotel.
Timothy leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes.
The car gradually moved farther away, driving toward the other end of the city.