I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Meredith often cooks, as long as she doesn’t work overtime, she cooks at home, with nutritious and affordable meals.

Terrence Sterling leaned against the kitchen doorway, watching her cook, suddenly understanding the taste of happiness.

In this small house, with her and the smell of cooking, they were just an ordinary couple.

Meredith noticed Terrence Sterling’s presence, cooking and saying, “You don’t have to wait here, you might get all these smells on you.”

“I’ll just watch you here,” Terrence Sterling’s gaze was almost glued to Meredith.

Meredith felt a bit uneasy, already feeling embarrassed, when Terrence Sterling suddenly said, “Meredith, you look beautiful.”

Meredith: “…”

Her cheeks grew even hotter.

“I remember you used to say I looked bland and perked you up, now you’re saying I look good?”

Back then, Meredith was just teasing Terrence Sterling, joking around.

Little did she know, Terrence Sterling was being sincere: “Back then, I was blind.”

Meredith laughed, looking back at him, “Terrence Sterling, seeing you like this, I’m a bit… not used to it, suddenly feeling nostalgic for when you were heartless when suggesting changes.”

With Terrence Sterling being so clingy, it felt like a dream to her.

Soon, Meredith cooked a simple meal of tomato and egg stir-fry, and pork with green bamboo shoots.

“I only bought these few dishes today, do you have any food preferences?”

Terrence Sterling looked at the dishes on the table, both home-cooked meals that had never graced his table in thirty years.

Terrence Sterling picked up his chopsticks and tasted the green bamboo shoots: “Not bad.”

There was a hint of spice, as Meredith had added a bit of chili, although he couldn’t handle spicy food. It was his first time eating a meal cooked by Meredith, and even though it was spicy, he forced himself to eat it.

“You should eat more.” Meredith served him a lot.

Terrence Sterling soldiered through the spiciness, needing water to cool down, and Meredith suddenly realized, “You can’t handle spice?”

“Just a bit.” Terrence Sterling coughed and said, “It’s fine, by the way, take this.”

Terrence Sterling handed a card to Meredith: “Since I’m eating here too, of course, I’ll pay for the meals, I can’t let my girlfriend suffer a loss. When the news spreads, people might say I’m freeloading, the password is the last six digits of your ID.”

Meredith was surprised, “You remember my ID number?”

Terrence Sterling asked in return, “Isn’t this basic knowledge for a boyfriend?”

Meredith chuckled, “You’re getting into character quite fast, how much is in the account?”

Who could resist having such a ‘capable’ boyfriend?

She was worried there would be seven or eight digits in the account, and she wouldn’t dare touch it.

“Five hundred thousand.” Terrence Sterling said softly, “You are my girlfriend, it’s only right for boyfriends to provide, considering the prices in the capital, fifty thousand a month isn’t much, you can buy clothes, better skincare products, and if it’s not enough, I can give more.”

Meredith smiled, “I feel like I’m being kept. Terrence Sterling, take the card back, I don’t need it. If someday we break up and you want to give me alimony, feel free to give me more.”

At this, Terrence Sterling frowned, reminding her, “Meredith, this is only our first day of dating.”

The mention of breaking up put a damper on the mood.

But it also revealed how insecure Meredith felt.

Meredith froze, not knowing how to respond, she usually spoke confidently, why did she always say the wrong thing in front of Terrence Sterling?

Seeing Meredith lower her head, Terrence Sterling reached out and held her hand, his voice low, “I didn’t think it through, but Meredith, I hope you don’t feel the need to separate everything so clearly with me. You can rely on me completely, and if you want to soar, I can help you reach new heights.”

Meredith looked up, smiling, “Okay.”Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

She chose Terrence Sterling, so she had to adapt to his way of life, where fifty thousand was just a small number in his worldview.

After dinner, Meredith went to wash the dishes, but Terrence Sterling’s arm and back injuries hadn’t healed yet. He wanted to help, but Meredith shooed him out of the kitchen.

Once finished, Meredith came out of the kitchen to find Terrence Sterling on the phone, calling Mrs. Sterling. She quietly sat on the couch, picking up her tablet to do some work.

The house was small, with the two of them close together. Meredith faintly heard Mrs. Sterling on the phone, the voice sounded familiar, but she couldn’t place where she heard it before.

She heard Mrs. Sterling asking, “When are you bringing your wife back to me?”

Terrence Sterling glanced at Meredith on the couch, when their eyes met, he softened his gaze and said into the phone, “Grandma, I’ve found her, I’ll bring her back soon.”