Eight Years His Girlfriend, Thirty Days His Downfall - Chapter 102: Chapter 102
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I brought back the evil he feared, the evil that scarred his life. Maybe we are better without each other.
Nearly two months have passed and I was back to work. Our headquarters was finally renovated and the opening ceremony was to be held today.
Madeline visited me twice but she knew nothing of Marcus. Only that he left for France the day after my accident. I have been checking tabloids for the past few weeks to know any news about him but it was like he never existed. No one knew what he was doing.
His company was currently controlled by the directors of the Empire group. Luckily the Empire's didn't pull out from the business with the RJ's because of the sky rocketing sales I have been having after the contest.
And in the meantime I got my company back from Anderson cooperations and became the sole owner once again.
"It's beautiful" I kept my hands on my hips and looked up to stare at the building. I hardly recognised it since everything was changed from the inside and outside.
"Yes. It's like we bought a new place" Sarah covered her eyes with her hand to gaze up at the building.
"We should go inside and get ready. Show me the guest list" Sarah handed me a file and we both walked inside. The event was to be held in a hall we have in our headquarters for the purpose of fashion shows. Yesterday we moved away the stage and replaced it with cocktail tables.
As I walked inside the media was already here adjusting their cameras in different angles. Staff members were running around giving out orders for the workers who were decorating the pillars. A red carpet was placed along the entrance leading to the hall decorated with gold and red lighting.
The tantalising aroma of food brought in by the catering service erupted a moan within me.
"Oh god that smells good. Can we go and take a bite?" I asked Sarah who was also inhaling the smell of the delicious food.
"And become too fat to wear our dresses? No thanks. We should probably go and get dressed. Your dressed is already prepared. Specially picked up by your most loving, the greatest and the coolest secretary of the entire world" Sarah kept her palms under a chin and looked at me like puss in boots.
I dramatically clapped like a cheerleader and dragged her upstairs to my room. Anna gave me a beautiful rose gold off shoulder beaded evening dress to catch the spotlight of the ceremony. Sarah wore a crystal sheer backless dress with a six inch heels to catch up to my height
"Why do you have to wear high heels? Now you look like 6 feet" Sarah complained as she walked downstairs beside me.
"This is a 3 inch heel. I can't wear flats to a ceremony. By the way how tall are you?" I asked Sarah teasingly and she scowled before walking past me in fury.
She was just a bit over 5 feet and she hated it. I chuckled at her behaviour but suddenly my mood soured remembering the fight I had about heights with Marcus. After I cried that day he told me I was the best thing that has ever happened in his life and that he was nothing without me.
Was that all a lie? Did he truly forget me and moved on? Is he having another woman in France? The thought of another woman in his arms teared my heart into pieces. Just the mere thought gave me the urge to shrink back into a corner and cry.
I dreamt of a family with him. A happily ever after with him. But now all was gone.
I understand why he doesn't want me in his life. So I hope he finds someone else who would truly understand and care for him instead of hurting him.
I knew I won't ever be able to love another man again. He would be my first and last. And I had no problem with it. Someone as selfish as me deserves to be lonely.
Our relationship was a forced one by marriage. We weren't meant to be. We weren't each other's choices. So this was the best chance for him to find the person he was destined to be with, the woman who would be his true wife.
Wiping away the tears in my eyes I walked down the stairs to the hall. The guest were already filling up the area while the media surrounded the entrance trying to grab the attention of the guests.
The director board of the RJ was already here. They nodded their head in contentment and I gave a small nod in return.
I searched the area to get a glimpse of the people from the Empire group who unexpectedly accepted our invitation.
My eyes landed on Mr. Anderson who was staring at me intently. He was surrounded by a group of people but he paid no attention to them. He looked at me in what seemed to be pain and sorrow.
I narrowed my eyes in confusion. Why does he look like he was in great pain? I scanned the group but Marcus was not there.
I didn't expect him to be here since he had just vanished into thin air. But it's never wrong to keep hopes.
Nearly two months have passed and I was back to work. Our headquarters was finally renovated and the opening ceremony was to be held today.
Madeline visited me twice but she knew nothing of Marcus. Only that he left for France the day after my accident. I have been checking tabloids for the past few weeks to know any news about him but it was like he never existed. No one knew what he was doing.
His company was currently controlled by the directors of the Empire group. Luckily the Empire's didn't pull out from the business with the RJ's because of the sky rocketing sales I have been having after the contest.
And in the meantime I got my company back from Anderson cooperations and became the sole owner once again.
"It's beautiful" I kept my hands on my hips and looked up to stare at the building. I hardly recognised it since everything was changed from the inside and outside.
"Yes. It's like we bought a new place" Sarah covered her eyes with her hand to gaze up at the building.
"We should go inside and get ready. Show me the guest list" Sarah handed me a file and we both walked inside. The event was to be held in a hall we have in our headquarters for the purpose of fashion shows. Yesterday we moved away the stage and replaced it with cocktail tables.
As I walked inside the media was already here adjusting their cameras in different angles. Staff members were running around giving out orders for the workers who were decorating the pillars. A red carpet was placed along the entrance leading to the hall decorated with gold and red lighting.
The tantalising aroma of food brought in by the catering service erupted a moan within me.
"Oh god that smells good. Can we go and take a bite?" I asked Sarah who was also inhaling the smell of the delicious food.
"And become too fat to wear our dresses? No thanks. We should probably go and get dressed. Your dressed is already prepared. Specially picked up by your most loving, the greatest and the coolest secretary of the entire world" Sarah kept her palms under a chin and looked at me like puss in boots.
I dramatically clapped like a cheerleader and dragged her upstairs to my room. Anna gave me a beautiful rose gold off shoulder beaded evening dress to catch the spotlight of the ceremony. Sarah wore a crystal sheer backless dress with a six inch heels to catch up to my height
"Why do you have to wear high heels? Now you look like 6 feet" Sarah complained as she walked downstairs beside me.
"This is a 3 inch heel. I can't wear flats to a ceremony. By the way how tall are you?" I asked Sarah teasingly and she scowled before walking past me in fury.
She was just a bit over 5 feet and she hated it. I chuckled at her behaviour but suddenly my mood soured remembering the fight I had about heights with Marcus. After I cried that day he told me I was the best thing that has ever happened in his life and that he was nothing without me.
Was that all a lie? Did he truly forget me and moved on? Is he having another woman in France? The thought of another woman in his arms teared my heart into pieces. Just the mere thought gave me the urge to shrink back into a corner and cry.
I dreamt of a family with him. A happily ever after with him. But now all was gone.
I understand why he doesn't want me in his life. So I hope he finds someone else who would truly understand and care for him instead of hurting him.
I knew I won't ever be able to love another man again. He would be my first and last. And I had no problem with it. Someone as selfish as me deserves to be lonely.
Our relationship was a forced one by marriage. We weren't meant to be. We weren't each other's choices. So this was the best chance for him to find the person he was destined to be with, the woman who would be his true wife.
Wiping away the tears in my eyes I walked down the stairs to the hall. The guest were already filling up the area while the media surrounded the entrance trying to grab the attention of the guests.
The director board of the RJ was already here. They nodded their head in contentment and I gave a small nod in return.
I searched the area to get a glimpse of the people from the Empire group who unexpectedly accepted our invitation.
My eyes landed on Mr. Anderson who was staring at me intently. He was surrounded by a group of people but he paid no attention to them. He looked at me in what seemed to be pain and sorrow.
I narrowed my eyes in confusion. Why does he look like he was in great pain? I scanned the group but Marcus was not there.
I didn't expect him to be here since he had just vanished into thin air. But it's never wrong to keep hopes.
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