George's POV:
While driving back to New York, I replayed the voice message Helen sent me over and over again.She
said in the sweetest, gentlest, most adorable voice, "I love you."
Listening to her loving voice, my heart was filled with incredible sweetness.
When I heard her express her love so sincerely, I felt it was worth it to drive back and forth between
cities just to see her every day.I parked my car in the garage and then took the elevator up.
My phone beeped.It was my secretary, reminding me of the meeting scheduled that morning regarding
the vacancy of CTO after Boswell's departure.
Boswell had volunteered to work in our headquarters abroad because of the situation with Jane.
Before he left, he said to me, "You are also to blame for what happened.Can't you sense Jane's
feelings for you? Even I can.You have always been aware of it.I'm certain of that.You are just so used
to people looking up to you.If you don't tell them outright that you are not interested, then invariably you
give them hope.You know something? Jane ended up like this mostly because of you.You allowed it to
happen."иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σм
Boswell analyzed the whole situation as a bystander.He thought that I no longer cared about Jane
because I had a new girlfriend.But the fact was that he knew nothing about the history between Helen
and Jane.
The whole thing was just too complicated to be explained to him in a few words.
But I didn't deny that I was partly responsible for Jane's present predicament.
If I had been more sensitive toward Jane and handled our relationship properly, the outcome might
have been different.
"Jane should bear the consequences of her own mistake, but I hope that she won't be cornered.We
share a friendship that spans many years and I don't want it to collapse."
After saying that to me, he went abroad.He did give me something to think about.I wasn't a cruel
person.
As long as Jane didn't hurt Helen again, I would let her off.
After Boswell went abroad, I could not find suitable people to head the technology and research team.
So much of the management fell on my shoulders.
Fortunately, Dyer could take charge of the operation and management.He really helped me a lot, but I
needed a long- term solution.
Therefore, I planned to hold a team meeting with Dyer and identify a person to take over Boswell's
position.
The HR director proposed we select a person from among the heads of our product lines.
But after a comprehensive assessment, we found that the candidates were only proficient in their own
product and lacked general management abilities.
Each one had some shortcomings.
Hence, Dyer proposed to ask the headhunter to keep on finding new talents for us.He recommended
Lucy, who was undoubtedly the most suitable headhunter we could currently find because of her rich
experience in this field.
However, the HR director was against this proposal.
Her expression turned sour, probably because she thought that Dyer was pushing for Lucy to gain new
opportunities.
In light of Lucy being named and shamed as Dyer's mistress recently, her reputation had taken a
beating.
Her image in the company had blackened considerably.
Although nobody had the courage to spurn Lucy to her face, gossips about her was still doing the
rounds.
Dyer's recommendation of Lucy at this point certainly confirmed others’ suspicions.
But I knew very well that he hadn't proposed it on purpose, because Lucy had submitted her
resignation to me last night.
When I received the message from Lucy, I was cooking soup for Helen in the hotel kitchen.
Curious, I asked her why.
Lucy replied quickly, "The incident between Dyer's wife and me has affected the reputation of your
company.Dyer also has to bear hushed whispering behind his back.It would be in everyone's best
interests if I resigned voluntarily."
She was always brave and decisive, never feeble.
I believed that she had thought it through long and hard before she came to me, so I agreed and
replied, "Okay."
I respected her choice.
In fact, putting aside her friendship with Helen, she was merely a headhunting consultant for our
company.
Whether she stayed on at Zhester Technology or left, would not deny us at all.She could be replaced.
After a while, Lucy sent me another message.
"George, treat Helen well, okay?"
"Don't worry.I will.I hope you can forgive Helen soon.You are irreplaceable to her."
Helen felt guilty for not taking Lucy's side from the beginning with regard to her relationship with Dyer.
After they had a fight, she had sent several messages to Lucy, but Lucy never replied.
This deepened Helen's guilt and haunted her for many days.
No matter who was right or wrong, I just didn't want Helen to suffer because of this.
After a long time, Lucy finally replied, "Let's talk about it when I come back."
Ignoring the curious gazes from others in the meeting room, Dyer insisted, "I have a good network with
head hunting companies and I'll get them on board to assist us."
This position was very important to the company.It would not be easy to find the right person anytime
soon, so I would continue overseeing it for the present.
As a result, I became busier than before.
But no matter how busy I was, I insisted on travelling to see Helen every night.
Helen was also very busy every day and sometimes she would only come back at midnight.
At other times, Michelle worked till late, and Helen couldn't easily come to my room, so we saw less
and less of each other.
Often we didn't even get a chance to exchange a few words.
We could only meet each other at breakfast, and then I would have to drive back to New York.It was
true that I was tired, but I was willing to travel every day to see her.
Seeing her even for a short while every day recharged my batteries to work harder.It was worth it.
But Helen didn't want me to go back and forth all the time.She saw how it tired me.иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σм
On the weekend, Helen made an agreement with me that I was only allowed to see her on Wednesday
every week.She was adamant.
Knowing that she cared about me, I agreed to her request warmly.
Since I didn't have to drive over every day, I had more free time.
One day after work, I felt lonely staying in an empty apartment, so I asked Kendal to join me for dinner.
We hadn't seen each other for a long time.
Kendal’s mocking voice sounded over my phone, "Oh my friend! So you finally remember me? Do you
call because you have more furniture for me to move around again?"
It probably traumatized him the last time I asked him come over and assemble furniture.I laughed, "No!
Are you coming or not?"
"Let me think! Wait! I'll be there soon!" Kendal answered.
I sent him the address of the restaurant.
He couldn't help cursing, "It's so late, dude.Who wants to have dinner with you? I know a new bar with
many pretty girls.Let's go there!"
"I’ll wait for Helen to come back and then go with her." I refused his request.
As a married man, I needed my wife's permission to go to a bar.
"Are you really that spineless? What's the big deal? So now you just can't do anything without your
wife's permission?"
Kendal complained in a dry voice, but his tone was thick with jealousy.
I smiled and added, "By the way, remember to invite Velma.The dessert here is tasty.She will love it."
"Why should I invite her?"
"I want to treat her to dinner to thank her properly.Helen told me that one of the family elders of Velma's
helped recommend her so she managed to get the project."
I Kendal was quite irritated by me.
"You only talk about Helen all the time! Can't you speak about anything else? If you really miss her so
much, why don't you have dinner with her? Why do you need to eat with me?"
"She doesn't want me to be around her when she is working," I replied.
I couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved when I thought of Helen not allowing me to hang out with her.
Soon Kendal arrived at the restaurant.He sat down in front of me and mocked, "Please, man! You have
been manipulated by Helen since high school."
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