I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Terrence Sterling laughed and said, “How come he’s not my dad? It’s just that you are my wife. A married man should always stand by his wife.”

Meredith increasingly found that since they had been together, Terrence’s words were as sweet as honey.

Unable to resist, Meredith cupped Terrence’s face in her hands and squeezed gently, her heart bursting with joy. “I’m so grateful that no other woman swept you away. Where else would I find such a wonderful husband? Terrence Sterling, you truly are a treasure.”

This wasn’t the first time Meredith had expressed such sentiments, but she truly felt from the bottom of her heart that Terrence was exceptional.

His goodness could heal all her anxieties.

His attentiveness spared her many embarrassments.

“So, you do have a conscience,” Terrence said as he kissed the back of her hand.

Soon, the car arrived at Thornfield Gardens, and from that day on, Meredith would live there, officially becoming Mrs. Sterling.

Hearing the car horn, Grandma Sterling hurried out impatiently.

“Where is your wife? Let me see your wife,” she demanded, her intentions clear.

As Terrence stepped out of the car, he began, “Grandma…” but was swiftly interrupted by Grandma Sterling pushing past him, “Where’s Charlotte?”

Terrence was left speechless.

This was a clear sign of favoritism.

Meredith stepped out of the car, a bit shyly greeting, “Grandma.”

Though they had met before, this time was different; Meredith’s status had changed, and naturally, so had her emotions.

Grandma Sterling, brimming with excitement, took Meredith’s hand. “Terry finally brought you home. You’ve registered your marriage, haven’t you? My Terry is so fortunate to have married such a wonderful woman. Come on, let’s go inside. I have something special for you.”

Despite her age and dementia, Grandma Sterling moved briskly, pulling Meredith toward the house.

To her once-beloved Terry, she didn’t even spare a glance.

As Meredith passed by Julian, she nervously called out, “Uncle Sterling.”

Hearing her still call him ‘Uncle Sterling’ made Julian’s smile stiffen-they were married now, after all.

Before Julian could respond, Grandma Sterling had already led Meredith upstairs. “Come on, the good stuff is upstairs!”

The two ascended, leaving Julian to chide his son, “Terry, why does my daughter-in-law still call me like that?”

Terrence smoothly replied, “Dad, you don’t expect Meredith to call you ‘Dad’ empty-handed, do you?”

Realization dawned on Julian, and he glared at Terrence, “Did you teach your wife to call me that?”

Terrence walked inside, neither denying nor admitting it.

Julian’s tone turned sour, “Marriage changes things, you little rascal.”

Mrs. Wooten approached with a smile to serve water, asking, “Mr. Sterling, what time shall we eat?”

Terrence glanced at the clock and replied, “Let’s wait another half hour. Grandma and Meredith are upstairs talking, and it will be a while before they come down.”

“Okay,” Mrs. Wooten responded, then turned to join the other maids in the kitchen.

Julian sat next to his son and asked seriously, “Terry, are you serious about your marriage to Meredith? This isn’t just to spite your mother, is it?”

“Dad, when have I ever not been serious?” Terrence said, a smile playing at his lips.

Julian stared at Terrence for a moment before saying, “How long have you known Meredith?”

“Not long, truly together for just a month,” Terrence replied, understanding his father’s concern. “Dad, I’ve thought this through carefully before registering our marriage.”

Terrence’s demeanor with Julian was completely different from his attitude towards Stella.

Though Julian’s opinions often held little sway, Terrence treated him much more gently.NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Julian nodded, “That’s good. Marriage is fine. Now that you’re settled, you’ll be a real man, carrying greater responsibilities. The Sterling family doesn’t need a marriage to add to its glory. Marrying a woman you love sets you up for decades of comfortable, contented life.”

Julian had never really struggled to make money in his life; as a young man, he depended on his parents, and as an old man, on his son.

Julian valued life and mood over everything, always doing what he liked. He had no objections to Terrence’s marriage-whomever Terrence chose to marry was fine, as long as he was happy.

Suddenly, Terrence offered Julian a cigarette, “Thanks, Dad.”

Julian, pleasantly surprised, laughed, “Getting married really does make you grow up. We should have your mom see this; maybe she’ll change her mind about your wife.”

“Did mom know you were coming?” Terrence asked.

“I didn’t tell her directly,” Julian replied as he lit the cigarette. “I had the housekeeper inform her that we were visiting here.”

Meanwhile, at Ravenwood Hall, Stella had returned home to find neither Grandma Sterling nor Julian were around. After inquiring with the housekeeper, she learned that both had gone to Thornfield Gardens to meet Terrence’s wife.

Upon hearing this, Stella was furious.

The housekeeper added, “Ma’am, before he left, the master instructed me to tell you that if you wanted to visit Thornfield Gardens, you should go early.”

“I’m not going,” Stella fumed, feeling betrayed by “two traitors.”