Chapter 140 Why Do Women Make Things Difficult for Other Women (Part 2)
She left him. She knew that no matter what she said, it wouldn't change anything; he would still blame himself. Maybe only time could change everything.
She hoped that in the near future, when they met again, they could give each other a genuine, radiant smile. That would be the most beautiful thing, and also the hardest to achieve.
As she pushed open the door, the aroma of breakfast filled the room. The housekeeper was cooking and turned around when she heard the door. "Miss, you're back! You scared me."
She smiled softly. "I'm fine." The house was quiet; Sophi and Ethan were still asleep.
She walked towards the children's room, wanting to see their little faces. They were her reason to stay strong. She gently touched each of them, their soft skin bringing her immense comfort. These were her children, already four years old. She watched them quietly, not wanting to blink.
The sunlight outside grew stronger, and the aroma from the kitchen became more intense. The two little ones began to stretch in their sleep, looking as adorable as little pandas.
Ethan woke up first and, seeing Alison, said, "Mommy, why are you up so early?" Her face flushed slightly because she had spent the night out, but she had to cover it up so the kids wouldn't know.
"Well, I couldn't sleep, so I got up early. Mommy likes watching you sleep." Sophi woke up too and crawled over to grab Alison's hand, saying guiltily, "Mommy, are you worried that Ethan and I will sneak out again? Don't worry, Mommy, we won't do that anymore. We need you."
Alison pinched Sophi's nose, a genuine smile appearing on her face. With her children, she felt truly content.
"That's my good girl. Now, get up."
She picked up their clothes and helped them get dressed. In no time, they looked like little angels, cute as can be.
After breakfast, the housekeeper took them to preschool. Alison heard the door close and quickly ran to the window, wanting to catch another glimpse of her children. She was terrified that Jack would find out about the kids and take them away.
But when she looked out the window, she saw Jackson leaning against the big banyan tree, his gaze fixed on the children. He hadn't left after all.
She felt a pang of guilt but didn't know how to comfort him, to tell him he didn't need to apologize. She knew the more she said, the guiltier he might feel. But saying nothing and watching him wait there made her feel bad too.
She stared blankly out the window, the sunlight feeling a bit stifling.
Suddenly, he looked up in her direction, and that glance made her freeze. He even smiled in her direction. But she knew, from that height and through the glass, he couldn't possibly see her.
She wanted to wave, to lean out, but seeing Jackson, she ultimately did nothing, just stared blankly in his direction. Between them, it seemed, there could only be a sigh.
After a long time, he left, walking down the gravel path. From a distance, she saw Erin's figure and thought, Erin must be his happiness.
The room was quiet, but she didn't know what to do. She drew the curtains, letting the dimness accompany her. As she lay on the pillow, her mind flashed back to last night, to Jack, who had both bullied her and suddenly become gentle.
She still couldn't understand why he had suddenly become so kind. His face, his mouth, his smile, and his chest were all things she longed for. Could he cherish her a bit more?
He had said he would call her. Thinking of this, she foolishly picked up her phone. Although she didn't want to have any more contact with him, she started missing him shortly after they parted. The phone screen was dark; she knew he wouldn't call so soon.
She pressed a button absentmindedly and found a text message, sent while she was daydreaming at the window. Seeing the sender, Claire, she didn't want to read it. She didn't like Claire, thinking she was a scheming woman. Why should women make things difficult for each other?
She wanted to delete the message, but just as she was about to press the button, another message came in. Without hesitation, she opened it. It read: "Alison, please come back to work. The CEO said that only if you return can I stay at YD. Please help me. My mother was sick recently, and I need this job to pay for her medical bills. Please come back to work, okay?"
She knew Claire was lying; her mother wasn't sick. Claire was just being used by Aidan to soften her heart and achieve his goal.
She smiled bitterly. She had never wanted to enter Aidan's world but had inexplicably become Claire's rival. Putting down her phone, she decided to ignore it. She had no intention of returning to YD. All she needed now was a lead on Rebel.
Closing her eyes, she enjoyed the surrounding silence, wanting to stay quiet for a day. It felt so good, but just as she settled in, her phone rang again. It was McLean, the manager from the purchasing department.
Could McLean also be Aidan's messenger? She didn't want to answer but felt it would be rude not to, as McLean was her former boss. After a moment's hesitation, she picked up the call.
"Alison, when are you coming back to work?" McLean got straight to the point after a few pleasantries.
"I resigned, I..."
"Alison, stop thinking about it and come back. Everyone misses you."
She laughed. Who would miss her? The female employees saw her as a rival, all secretly in love with their diamond CEO, Aidan.
"No, I already have a new job."
"Alison, your new job hasn't been long, right? You're still in the probation period? Quit and come back to YD. If you don't come back, everyone will go crazy."
"What do you mean?" She was confused.
McLean continued, "I heard the CEO isn't approving any documents or handling company affairs. His desk is piled high with papers. The purchasing department's performance this month is in the tank. New supplier applications have been sitting for two days without any movement. How could you just leave? You're the CEO's secretary."