I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Terrence Sterling gently kissed Meredith’s lips and whispered, “Silly woman, don’t worry.” Meredith, still asleep, shifted and turned over, continuing her slumber. Terrence chuckled softly and held her close as he too drifted back to sleep, thinking how he would gladly wake up to days like this if she were by his side.

The next morning, as dawn’s light brushed the horizon, Terrence awoke. He got out of bed, washed up, shaved, tidied his eyebrows, and styled his hair. Today was significant-they were going to register their marriage, and naturally, he couldn’t afford to look unkempt.

Meredith was still in bed, but the thought of getting married today jolted her awake. Hearing Terrence in the bathroom, she pretended to sleep, wondering if he might just forget about the whole thing in a whimsical change of heart. By continuing her pretense, she avoided the awkwardness.

Meredith thought to herself that if Terrence left for work after freshening up, she would act as if last night had never happened. Just then, the bed dipped beside her as Terrence climbed back in and said in a deep voice, “Time to get up.”

Unable to feign sleep any longer, Meredith opened her eyes. She didn’t have to go to the office today; she hadn’t told Terrence about being fired yet. Terrence pulled her up, “Twenty minutes to get ready, we leave at 8:30.”

Feigning ignorance, Meredith asked, “Where to?” Terrence didn’t respond, aware of her little act. He turned to the bedside table, pulled out Meredith’s ID from a drawer, and finally said, “To get married.”

Seeing how naturally Terrence retrieved her documents made Meredith swallow hard. Terrence glanced at the clock, “Eighteen minutes left.”

Meredith hurried out of bed and rushed into the bathroom. Terrence followed, advising, “Take your ID, avoid heavy makeup, and wear something plain-they need to take photos…”

Brushing her teeth, Meredith was stunned by his detailed knowledge. “How do you know all this? It’s like you’ve been married before.”

Terrence pulled out his phone, “I Googled it.”

Meredith was speechless. He truly had prepared for everything. It was sudden, yet heartfelt. A warm feeling flowed through Meredith; she felt incredibly fortunate to have met someone like Terrence Sterling.

After freshening up, doing her eyebrows, fixing her hair, and choosing her outfit carefully, Meredith felt more committed to the idea of marriage. As they were about to leave, she asked, “Terrence Sterling, are we really getting married?”

“Yes,” Terrence answered, taking her hand, “Get in the car.”

His actions spoke clearly; he wasn’t joking. Soon, they arrived at the city clerk’s office. Meredith grew nervous again, “Once we have the certificate, it won’t be so easy for you to leave me, Terrence Sterling. Are you sure about this?”

Terrence laughed at her reaction, smoothed her hair affectionately, and said firmly, “I’m sure, my lady. Please take good care of me for the rest of our lives.”

Meredith laughed, tears of joy mingling with her laughter. She hugged him tightly, “Sure…”

Their marriage registration remained a secret. They entered the city clerk’s office, and with not many couples there that day, they received their certificate in half an hour. Coming out, Meredith felt as if she were dreaming. She pinched her cheek and looked at the marriage certificate, somewhat exhilarated, “Terrence Sterling, we’re married now, officially husband and wife.”

He smiled and tucked the certificate away, whispering teasingly, “Now I’m officially on the job, my lady.”

Meredith blushed; even before the certificate, Terrence had been quite active “on the job”. Just then, Meredith’s phone rang-it was Bianca.

Hesitant, Meredith answered, “Mrs. Chaucer!”Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Bianca on the phone said, “Meredith, about yesterday, I know everything. There was a misunderstanding with Joy, but don’t worry about it. The Southwesterly Meadows project is still yours. Come to the office, there’s a meeting in an hour.”

The call was unexpected. Thinking of Bianca’s kindness, Meredith couldn’t refuse. “Alright, Mrs. Chaucer.”

After hanging up, Meredith informed Terrence, “I need to go back to the office.”

“Okay, I’ll pick you up after work. Tonight is our wedding night,” Terrence said, a hint of playfulness in his voice.

The implications of a ‘wedding night’ could lead one’s thoughts astray. Terrence dropped her off at Falconer Holdings, now legally his wife, he drove straight to the company entrance.

After dropping her off, Terrence returned to Ravenwood Hall. Stella, seeing Terrence return, was both delighted and guilty. Despite any past grievances, the joy of seeing her son brought a smile to her face, “Terry’s back, haven’t had breakfast yet? We’ve got your favorites.”

“No need,” Terrence replied, pulling out the marriage certificate, “I came back to tell you, Mom, Meredith and I are officially married. Any tricks you used on Azure, best put them aside now.”