"You’re my woman. Do you think I’ll care about you or not?"
"You have a lot of women, and I’m afraid I’m not the one you really want to care about," said Ophelia in
a calm tone.
"Wow, what makes you so jealous?"
Ophelia simply pressed close to Zachariah’s chest, saying nothing.
Suddenly, Zachariah felt sorry watching Ophelia leaning against him so docilely. Different from the
charming Ophelia before, the quiet Ophelia touched him even more.
The charming Ophelia gave off a strong and independent aura, making people feel that she was able to
take control of everything alone without men. However, the quiet Ophelia was weak and fragile, making
people feel that this woman was not so strong as they imagined. Even if she acted tough at ordinary
times, she still needed a shoulder to rely on during difficult times.
Zachariah scooped Ophelia up and put her on the bed, saying, "It’s getting late. Go to sleep."
Ophelia held his hand and said, "President Zachariah, if you don’t love me, don’t be so kind to me. I
don’t want it to be too hard to tear myself away from you when we divorce."
Zachariah simply stared at her.
Ophelia looked away from his eyes subconsciously and said, "President Zachariah, I mean it. Don’t be
so kind to me when you don’t love me. It’s good for both you and me."
"What if I just want to be kind to you?"
Ophelia stared at Zachariah in confusion.
Zachariah covered her eyes with his hand and coaxed, "Go to sleep and don’t think too much. As long
as you’re my woman, I won’t make you suffer."
"But you’re the one who makes me suffer the most."
Ophelia said to herself.
Probably because Zachariah was by her side, Ophelia fell asleep very soon.
The next morning when she woke up, Zachariah was nowhere to be seen. Ophelia would be lying to
say that she was not disappointed, but she recovered herself in no time.
Ophelia went to the bathroom to wash up. She had planned to go through the discharge formalities
alone, but Madeleine pushed the door open and came in. Seeing that Ophelia was the only one in the
ward, she got angry at once. "Where’s he, honey?"
For a moment, Ophelia didn’t know who Madeleine was referring to. "Who?"
"Who else can it be? Your scumbag husband. Wasn’t he here yesterday? Was he simply putting on a
show? Did he leave once Helena left?"
Shaking her head, Ophelia couldn’t help laughing. "Don’t be so prejudiced against him. I knew you
would come so I asked him to leave first, in case you two fight. He’s a male chauvinist, and never
allows a woman to tell him what to do. If he really gets angry and retaliates, I’m afraid no publisher
dares to publish your book anymore."
Madeleine snorted and said proudly, "I’m not afraid of him at all. Even if my current publisher doesn’t
want to work with me anymore, there’re other publishers in this world. My books are so popular, and
publishers from other cities are also dying to publish my book, even though no publisher wants me
here. I don’t think the Chambers Group is powerful enough to control all the publishers across the
whole country."
"Alright, alright, I get it that you’re not afraid of him, but for the sake of me, don’t be so hostile to
Zachariah. It does no good to you arguing with him."
Madeleine stared at Ophelia skeptically and doubted, "Honey, tell me honestly. Are you doing it for my
sake, or do you just want me not to tell him off?"
"What do you think?"
Madeleine said with a smile, "Honey, I know you’re thinking for me. Alright, for your sake, I’ll
condescend to let him off, but I won’t keep that promise if he makes you suffer again."
Ophelia couldn’t help but laugh.
Madeleine went through all the discharge formalities with Ophelia and they got into the car. Ophelia
said, "Madeleine, just send me to the company. I want to talk to Tassach over my resignation
personally."
"You want to resign? Why? Didn’t you tell me that you loved this job as a designer? Since you love it,
do it. I don’t like that jinx Tassach either, but since you like this job, seize this opportunity."
"I don’t want there to be more misunderstandings between Zachariah and me. Besides, now that those
pictures were taken, I’m afraid that Gracie will send them to everyone in the company if I stay. In that
case, I will embarrass both Tassach and myself, so I might as well end all this before anyone knows
anything."
Madeleine thumped the wheel in anger, which startled Ophelia. "Madeleine, calm down. I don’t want us
to have a car accident in the morning."
Madeleine glanced at Ophelia and comforted her. "That won’t happen to us, honey. I don’t drive often,
but that doesn’t mean I know nothing about driving. Actually, I’m quite good at it, and I won’t put your
and the baby’s lives at risk. Don’t worry."
Ophelia leaned back in the passenger seat.
"But honey, are you really going to resign?"
"I thought you didn’t like Tassach. Won’t you feel happy if I resign?"
"Come on. I’ve worn out my tongue talking you into resigning but you haven’t, and this time you resign
because of those pictures, but I don’t think Tassach will agree to it."
Madeleine glanced at Ophelia and comforted her. "That won't happen to us, honey. | don't drive often,
but that doesn’t mean | know nothing about driving. Actually, I’m quite good at it, and | won't put your
and the baby’s lives at risk. Don’t worry."
Ophelia leaned back in the passenger seat.
"But honey, are you really going to resign?"
"| thought you didn’t like Tassach. Won't you feel happy if | resign?"
"Come on. I’ve worn out my tongue talking you into resigning but you haven't, and this time you resign
because of those pictures, but | don’t think Tassach will agree to it."
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