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On the day I was discharged from the hospital, I returned home to an empty room. I called Shane several times, but all the calls were busy. I asked the company staff and found out that Shane had taken Quincy on a business trip abroad.

In the past, I would accompany him on cross-border orders like this, and I would also help him pack his clothes in advance. But now, I have nothing to do with it.

I felt very tired and planned to take a shower and sleep. When I was getting my clothes, I found an earring. It was not my favorite style, but I saw Quincy wearing it. What's more, the earring fell where Shane usually put his underwear.

It's great that his secretary takes good care of him from work to life.

I don't have Quincy's WeChat, so I asked my assistant to help me check Quincy's recent Moments. Screenshots were sent to me soon: hot springs, amusement parks, street shots, shopping malls, with the caption "Thank you dear boss for the benefits and for taking photos for me, love you."

This post was visible to everyone in the company, and it was almost as insulting to me as posting my photo. Shane not only acquiesced to her behavior, but also liked it.

The message on WeChat Moments was posted twenty minutes ago. I looked at my phone and saw that I had called Shane half an hour ago, but did not receive a reply.

Shane and his friends came back from their business trip, and it was another week later. Counting the time, Shane and I haven't seen or talked for half a month.

Shane carried the bags like a competent boyfriend, while Quincy freed his hands and took things out of Shane's bag and distributed them to everyone: "This is the souvenir I brought for you, everyone has a share."

In the early days of the company, Shane and I would do the same thing when we went to other places to discuss cooperation and buy local specialties for our employees.

Quincy bought a handmade Harry Potter stamp. A long time ago, I often said to Shane : "I really want to go to London and see the King's Cross railway station that I have been longing for."

He smiled and touched my head: "When we have money in the future, I will accompany you wherever you want to go." Unfortunately, we had money but no time; we had both money and time, but no feelings for each other.

I sat in the office and watched the two of them. Shane smiled at Quincy with fondness. I used the pen so hard that it tore the paper, so I crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can.

Quincy had almost finished giving out her presents when she noticed me. She stood in front of Shane and shrugged, "It's over. What if I forgot to buy something for Lisa?"

Before I could say anything, Shane interrupted, "No, she doesn't like these."

Don't I like it? But facing so many eyes staring at me, my pride can only make me grit my teeth and say: "I don't need it, it's useless."

Quincy reached out and stroked her hair, revealing a playful smile: "Ah, I think it's pretty good, maybe only us young people like this kind of boring things."

With a snap, I dropped the pen in my hand, and the ink splashed out and stained the floor. My temples were throbbing, and I forced a decent smile: "Quincy, you won't forget that I am also the boss of this company just because Shane protects you, right?"

Quincy stared at the pen on the ground, tears falling down her face like crazy. She cried, "Of course I know you are Lisa. You can be angry at me, but you don't have to take it out on the pen."

She squatted down to pick up the pen and held it in front of Shane like a treasure...