I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Meredith’s eyes widened in surprise. Justin’s biological parents? When had they arrived? She hadn’t heard anything from Justin and thought they hadn’t come yet.

“Hi, it’s a pleasure to meet you, I am Meredith, Justin’s friend,” Meredith introduced herself, unsure of what else to say since she didn’t know the situation.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

The couple merely glanced at Meredith indifferently and remained silent, not engaging further.

Fiona, with a mop in hand, cleaned the floor and said, “Mr. Thatcher, perhaps you need a trash can? It’s right next to you. Justin really dislikes untidiness in his place.”

The man frowned and retorted, “What’s untidy about this? This is how we do things at home. It’s only you city folks who are so finicky.”

Fiona, though angry, bit her tongue and after cleaning up, retreated to the bathroom.

Meredith stood awkwardly, then, coming to her senses, carried the groceries to the kitchen. She wanted to ask Fiona for details when she heard a man’s voice from Justin’s bedroom, “Mom, mom.”

The woman from the living room immediately went to the bedroom, followed shortly by Meredith hearing, “Why have you soiled your pants again? Can’t you speak up when you need my help? Fiona, come help, we need some water and clean clothes.”

Fiona initially ignored the calls, pretending not to hear. But the woman raised her voice, “Fiona, are you deaf? Come and help.”

Reluctantly, Fiona went to assist.

The scenes unfolding shocked Meredith. What kind of people were Justin’s family?

Soon after, Fiona emerged carrying a urine pot to the restroom to clean it, washing it several times with soap to ensure it didn’t smell.

Meredith glanced around the modest two-bedroom apartment. What once felt spacious now seemed overcrowded, with makeshift sleeping arrangements beside the living room sofa.

Fiona approached Meredith, venting, “Those in the living room are Justin’s parents, and the one in the bedroom is Justin’s brother, paralyzed from the waist down. The parents brought their son to rely on Justin, such burdensome parents, better lost than found. Justin and I have been sleeping in the living room for days, and no matter how much we clean, the stench is just … Urgh…”

Fiona had been tending to the family, cleaning, near the brink of madness. Not only were they unclean, but they also had a son who was completely dependent due to paralysis. Fiona had considered leaving multiple times, but her debt of a million dollars kept her tethered to Justin.

Previously uninterested in finding a job, Fiona now yearned to work, if not just to have an excuse not to stay and care for these people.

Meredith hadn’t imagined Justin’s family situation to be so dire.

From Fiona’s words, Meredith gathered some information, “Have you been living here with Justin?”

“After my investment failed, I lost all my money, I had nowhere else to live, so of course, I stayed here,” Fiona said with a mix of sarcasm and bitterness. “Meredith, you must be feeling so pleased inside, seeing me get what I deserve, living so miserably. While I’m stuck in this mess with Justin, where are you? You’re in Terrence Sterling’s bed, aren’t you?”

Meredith ignored Fiona’s taunts because that was an undeniable truth.

She had been blissfully spending her days with Terrence Sterling, completely unaware of Justin’s predicament.

Fiona’s resentment grew as she couldn’t help but envy Meredith. She blurted out impulsively, “Meredith, all you need to do is ask Terrence Sterling for a few million…”

Before she could finish, the door opened, and Justin returned. The rest of Fiona’s words died in her throat as Justin, seeing Meredith, felt both surprised and embarrassed. He didn’t want to expose her to his current wretched state.

Justin dropped his bag and immediately took Meredith’s hand, leading her outside, “Meredith, let’s talk outside.”