I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

In moments of utmost helplessness and despair, people are willing to believe in anything supernatural. They hope for miracles, for time to turn back.

Selene said, “I once wished there were ghosts in this world so I could say a final goodbye to Hya.” She regretted not being able to bid Hya a proper farewell.

The rain continued to fall, and the night was cold enough to make one shiver. Terrence lay lifelessly on the grave like a walking corpse.

Harvey walked over with an umbrella, holding it above Terrence’s head. “Boss, don’t do this. She would feel sad seeing you like this from above.”

Terrence stared blankly, seeing and hearing nothing. He didn’t care about anything; he just wanted to stay close to the grave, feeling nearer to Meredith.

The heavens couldn’t hear his hysterical cries or see his heart-wrenching pain.

“Boss,” Harvey squatted down and urged, “the rain is getting heavier. Let’s go back.”

Terrence’s eyes finally focused. “Meredith is afraid of the cold and the dark. I can’t leave her alone here; I need to stay with her.”

“Boss, I know you’re in pain, but staying here won’t change anything,” Harvey persuaded. “Think about Rowan; she’s here now, and she needs you.”

Terrence remained silent, closing his eyes as tears fell from the corners, looking utterly miserable.

No matter how much Harvey tried to persuade him, Terrence refused to leave. Harvey had no choice but to stay with him.

Harvey called Azure to inform them not to worry and updated them on the situation.

Grandma Sterling was deeply concerned but knew her grandson needed to get through this on his own.

Selene also stayed at the cemetery until dawn.

When the rain stopped and the sun came out, Terrence was still curled up in front of Meredith’s grave. He didn’t want to leave or face anyone or anything.

Harvey and Selene couldn’t stay there indefinitely and had no choice but to return to the hotel temporarily.

Harvey bought clean clothes and food for Terrence, but he didn’t eat a single bite.

No matter who went to the cemetery to persuade Terrence, it was useless.

Azure tried for a long time, but Terrence remained silent.

Stella went and cried in front of Terrence and Meredith’s tombstone, but he was unmoved.

Even Grandma Sterling’s words had no effect.

Later, Selene and Harvey brought Little Lucky along.

Terrence lay motionless on the ground, looking disheveled like a homeless man, far from his usual dignified self as a CEO.

Terrence had a high fever; his body was burning hot one moment and feeling cold the next. He was delirious from the fever.

Little Lucky walked up the steps by herself. She looked at her father lying on the ground and paused for a moment before walking over.

Little Lucky squatted beside her father, touching his hand with her small hand and smoothing the hair stuck to his forehead. “Daddy, what’s wrong?”

Her soft voice was full of concern for her father. That one sentence made Selene and Harvey feel even worse inside.

In front of Little Lucky was Meredith’s grave-her mother-yet Little Lucky didn’t know that her mother lay there.

Terrence didn’t respond. Little Lucky gently shook his hand and called out again, “Daddy, the ground is cold; you’ll get sick.”

These were words Stella often used when Little Lucky rolled around on the ground playing. Now Little Lucky used them to show concern for her father.

After calling out several times, Terrence finally opened his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot, and tear stains marked his face.

Seeing his daughter made Terrence’s heart ache even more. “Rowan, Daddy is useless.”This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

His voice was hoarse; he felt utterly useless for not protecting Meredith and letting his daughter lose her mother at such a young age.

Harvey and Selene felt heartbroken listening but couldn’t offer any comfort.

Little Lucky sat down on the ground and looked at the tombstone with innocent eyes. “Daddy, who is lying here?”