I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

When Fiona mentioned going to Meredith, Justin became anxious. “Fiona, you promised me before that you wouldn’t go to Meredith. With so much debt, why would you put Meredith in a difficult position? If Meredith goes to ask Terrence Sterling for money, how will Terrence Sterling think about her?”

“You only think about Meredith, but have you ever thought about me? What if they come after me? Have you ever watched TV? Those people…”

“That’s all your own doing.” Justin’s mood was sour, his tone heavy.

Fiona was startled by Justin’s demeanor, completely taken aback.

Frustrated, Justin pulled out a cigarette, but the lighter just wouldn’t work, adding to his irritation. He threw the lighter out.

“Justin, what’s wrong?” Fiona’s voice trembled.

“Nothing.” Justin suppressed his emotions. “I will help you figure this out. Don’t make things complicated for Meredith. You need to find a job quickly and pay off your debts sooner or later.”

Fiona didn’t want to find a job. From luxury to complete frugality, the transition wasn’t easy. She had gotten used to extravagance, how could she adapt to hardship now?This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

In the past, a dress would cost tens of thousands. Mingling with the wealthy elite for so long, now she was expected to work, earning a mere four or five thousand a month. She couldn’t do it.

Her perception of spending had changed. She would rather not work than engage in menial labor.

But she dared not say these things, only half-heartedly responding, “It’s not easy to find a job now. How are we supposed to pay off the debt with just a salary? When will we ever clear the interest?”

“Even if you can’t clear it completely, you must pay for your own debt. You can’t just do nothing.” Justin said, “As long as you honestly find a job and do your best, I’ll take care of the rest.”

If it weren’t for Meredith, Fiona would have been deeply moved by those words.

The million-dollar debt had bound Fiona and Justin together. In reality, Fiona didn’t want to ask Meredith for help. With Justin looking out for her, she had a reason to stay here. Wasn’t this what she had wanted before?

She had a crush on Justin, and without Terrence Sterling’s interference, without comparison, in her mind, Justin was the best man she could come across.

Watching Justin’s grim expression, Fiona could only nod, “Okay.”

…

Meredith, unaware of Justin’s true situation, was watching TV dramas with Terrence Sterling in the living room.

As they spent more time together, Meredith became bolder, leaning on Terrence Sterling’s shoulder, snacking and watching the drama.

She sneakily glanced at Terrence Sterling, asking, “Isn’t this boring?”

“It’s quite good,” Terrence Sterling replied smoothly. “There’s a lot to learn, but TV dramas are a bit simplistic. Real high society is more complex; the chain of interests is crucial, and no one in it is truly naive.”

“Also,” Terrence Sterling analyzed seriously, “the male lead in the show seems fake. Acting all macho in front of the girl he likes, treating the female lead as an object. He’s got something wrong in his head…”

Meredith: “…”

It’s just a drama; was it necessary to analyze it to such detail?

At the same time, Meredith found Terrence Sterling oddly charming.

As Terrence Sterling spoke, Meredith just stared at him.

Terrence Sterling paused, smirking, “What?”

“Terrence Sterling, with what you just said, I realize you’re quite good at pretending too.” Meredith pondered, “Living here with me is already unbelievable, and you can still linger. Are you just trying to experience the hardships of ordinary life with me?”

Terrence Sterling chuckled, “If I were nice to everyone, you can expect a line of rumored girlfriends waiting at Thornfield.”

Wouldn’t that make him more likable?

“Speaking of rumored girlfriends, I just remembered something. Miss Chaucer has prepared afternoon tea for each of us today,” Meredith teased. “Guess why? It’s Miss Chaucer’s birthday tomorrow, and rumor has it her boyfriend is going to propose to her.”