Chapter 58
Just as I had completely made up my mind, Jason finished his phone call too.
He still looked at me intently and asked, "Sue, what were you about to say?"
Looking at him like this, I suddenly felt it was all pointless.
I swallowed back the words that had been on the tip of my tongue.
"Never mind." I took half a step back, putting distance between Jason and me.
Jason frowned slightly. After thinking for a moment, he couldn't help but ask, "What's gotten into you all of a sudden?"
I looked at him quietly.
His eyes were full of confusion. It seemed he genuinely didn't understand why I was acting this way.
But I really didn't want to say anything more.
Whatever I said would be meaningless now.
He already had someone new by his side, so why should I embarrass myself here?
My good mood was completely ruined.
I deliberately kept my distance from Jason, staying close to Jessica and watching her play.
We didn't head down the mountain until Jessica got tired from playing.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, I was about to call a cab.
I had just pulled out my phone when Jason pushed it back down. He said, "I'll drive you guys back."
"No need to trouble yourself. We can get back on our own." I refused coldly.
Jessica stood between us, blinking in confusion.
Jason's brow furrowed as his tone became more serious. "You're upset with me. Why?"
"I'm not upset. I just think it's not good to keep troubling Mr. Cooper."
I looked away, refusing to meet Jason's eyes.
I was afraid that if I looked at him any longer, my tears would start flowing uncontrollably.
Jason said, "I brought you here, so I should take you back."
Jason stared at me for a while.
Without waiting for my answer, he picked up Jessica and got in the car.
Jessica didn't struggle. Instead, she tugged at Jason and asked quietly, "Uncle Jason, did you and Sue have a fight?"
I couldn't bring myself to say the words of refusal.
In front of Jessica, some things really weren't appropriate to say.
I'd just gradually cut off contact with Jason after we got back.
We were both adults. Some things didn't need to be spelled out so clearly.
Being too explicit would actually be meaningless.
Jason opened the passenger door for me, gesturing for me to get in.
I paused, then went straight to the back seat, saying, "I'll sit with Jessica."
Jason looked at me deeply but ultimately said nothing.
As the car drove along the road, I suddenly asked, "Mr. Cooper, when will my car be fixed?"
"Tomorrow. I'll come pick you up, and we'll go get it together." Jason answered.
"That's too much trouble. Just give me the address, and I'll go get it myself tomorrow," I said.
But Jason fell silent and didn't answer.
My brow furrowed deeply.
There he goes again.
But if Jason wouldn't tell me, there was nothing I could do.
After all, he was the one who arranged for the car to be fixed. If he didn't tell me, I really had no idea where my car had been taken.
Monday.
Because I needed to verify the meeting materials, I arrived at the company early.
After I finished organizing the documents, Brian arrived at the office too.
I followed Brian into his office with the files.
"Mr. Ethan, all the materials have been organized. Please take a look."
Brian glanced at me and said, "Ms. Wilson, go make me a cup of coffee."
"Okay." Without another word, I turned and left.
After making the coffee and delivering it to Brian, I immediately left the office.
I had a meeting to attend in the morning.
Normally, only Brian and I would attend this kind of internal company meeting.
But this time I specifically asked a colleague to attend with me.
When Brian saw an extra person at the meeting, he frowned but didn't say anything.
After a busy morning of work, I went downstairs planning to have lunch at the newly opened ramen shop.
The new place was quite crowded.
I wandered around for a while before finally finding a single-person table in the corner to sit at.
Just after I ordered, someone suddenly sat down at my table.
"Excuse me, this seat is already..." My words cut off abruptly.
I couldn't help it. The person standing in front of me was none other than my boss, Brian.
I couldn't exactly kick my boss out.
I smiled and asked, "Mr. Ethan, are you eating lunch here too?"
"Yeah, it's a new place. I was curious and wanted to try it out."
Brian sat down next to me naturally, then asked belatedly, "Ms. Wilson, you don't mind us sitting together, do you?"
"I don't mind." I shook my head.
You've already sat down—even if I did mind, I couldn't actually ask you to get up and leave, could I?
We fell into an awkward silence.
Thinking that Brian might actually like me, I didn't dare say much in front of him.
Brian stared at me for a while, then said softly, "Sue, about what happened before, I want to apologize."
Which incident was he talking about? I didn't want to dig deeper or ask more questions.
Because getting entangled with my boss would be pointless.
"That's not necessary, Mr. Ethan. You're the boss and I'm your employee. You don't need to apologize to me. We just need to focus our energy on work and do our jobs well." I spoke very quickly.
Brian looked at me with slightly trembling eyes. He said, "Sue, that's not what I meant, I..."
"Mr. Ethan, you don't need to be so tense. I'm very grateful that you're willing to give me a job opportunity, so I'll do my very best at work." I calmly interrupted him.
Although I didn't know what Brian wanted to say, my instinct told me I absolutely couldn't let him finish.
As long as I still wanted to keep working at DT Corp, some things couldn't be made explicit.
Brian slowly clenched his fists, his gaze dark and complex as it fell on me.
I avoided his eyes, stood up, and said, "The waiter forgot to bring a water glass. I'll go get one."
I waited outside for a while before walking back with the water glass.
I thought Brian should have understood what I meant and wouldn't continue.
But as soon as I sat down, Brian spoke first: "I regret it. Actually, that day when I said I liked you, it wasn't a jo..."
"Mr. Ethan, what flavor of ramen do you like?" I asked.
"Beef ramen."
"I thought you just ordered chicken. Let me go check again."
For the next fifteen minutes, whenever Brian tried to say something that would affect my work, I immediately changed the subject, until our ramen was served.
I quickly handed Brian his chopsticks and said, "Mr. Ethan, let's talk about anything else later. Let's eat first."
After saying that, without looking at Brian's hesitant expression, I started eating my noodles.