I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Ruby had been quietly observing Joy Chaucer for seven years, fully aware of her character.

Joy was ruthless, cruel, and terrifying. Despite her harmless appearance, she harbored the most venomous intentions.

When Joy had hit Ruby’s parents years ago, the first impact hadn’t killed Ruby’s mother. It was the second crushing that was fatal, as the car’s tire rolled over her neck and head.

If other vehicles hadn’t been passing by at that moment, even Ruby’s father might not have survived. The brutal scene had haunted Ruby’s father ever since, fueling Ruby’s intense hatred towards Joy.

Back then, when Bianca offered money to settle the matter, Ruby’s father, concerned for Ruby’s safety, chose to accept the money to keep the peace.

However, Ruby had not sought revenge all these years, partly because she was waiting for the right opportunity and partly because she was concerned for her disabled father.

If something happened to her, how would her paralyzed father survive?

Meredith had intervened to save Ruby, and knowing Joy Chaucer’s nature, Ruby knew Joy would hold a grudge against Meredith. This was why Ruby felt compelled to warn her.

“Okay, I’ll remember,” Meredith embraced Ruby, “Take care, and contact me if you need anything.”

Ruby nodded, hesitated as if wanting to say more, but ultimately remained silent, clutching the cardboard box as she left.

Ruby knew that after leaving this place, her prospects were grim.

Once the public outcry subsided, Joy Chaucer would certainly seek revenge. Ruby was not afraid; she was ready for Joy’s retaliation, willing to drag Joy to hell if it meant vindicating her deceased parents.

Meredith watched Ruby leave, feeling an unexpected surge of sadness as Ruby turned away. Little did she know, this would be the last time she saw Ruby.

The gratitude Ruby felt for Meredith’s life-saving actions would soon be reciprocated in a dramatic way.

After Ruby’s departure, Meredith felt dispirited for the rest of the day. Just before quitting time, she received a message from Terrence Sterling.

He was already waiting downstairs to pick her up from work. The thought of her husband coming personally delighted Meredith, and as soon as it was time to leave, she hurried out of the office.

Sure enough, Terrence Sterling was waiting by the roadside. Glancing around and seeing no familiar faces, she quickly got into his car.

“Did you finish up early today?” Meredith asked, thrilled.

“Yes,” Terrence Sterling replied, lowering the car’s privacy partition. The front driver could no longer see or hear them, ensuring their conversation remained private.

As soon as the partition was down, Terrence leaned in and kissed Meredith.

Meredith closed her eyes, savoring and responding to the kiss. If not for the confines of the car, they might have proceeded further.

After a passionate kiss, her cheeks flushed, she asked, “Where are we going tonight?”

“Thornfield Gardens,” Terrence said softly. “Grandma wants to see you, and my dad will be there too.”

Meredith then realized why Terrence had come to pick her up so early.

“Am I meeting your parents?” she asked nervously. “Should I buy something? Your family is so wealthy, they probably lack for nothing. What should I get? What does your dad like? What does your grandma like?”

Meredith was flustered; the situation had caught her off guard.

Terrence chuckled and whispered in her ear, “Our family is still missing a little one; they’d definitely like that.”

Meredith playfully glared at him, “Terrence Sterling.”

She attempted to punch his chest playfully, knowing well that babies weren’t something one could just decide to have on a whim.

He caught her hand gently, his eyes tender, “They just want to see you. Don’t feel pressured; you’ve met them before.”

Remembering their last meeting, Meredith felt a bit embarrassed, “I ended up sending your grandma to the hospital and charged your dad thousands for lost wages, transportation, and medical expenses.”

Terrence laughed, “My dad can be stingy. That was his first gift to his daughter-in-law, and it was so modest. Later, I’ll make him add a few zeros to it. For now, don’t call him dad, call him uncle. Once he pays up, then you can switch.”

Meredith was stunned, “Terrence Sterling, what nonsense are you talking about? He’s your dad or not?”

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