Rachel had finally decided to play it cool, opting for a strategic retreat. "Well, Yvan, I guess I'll head back now. Make sure you take it easy at work, okay? You've just got back, and I'd hate to see you overdo it. I'd really worry about you."
No, that wasn't it... There was once someone who waited at home for him, someone who worried about his well-being, who looked after his health.
Who was it? Was it the woman before him now?
Yvan couldn't remember, and the cost of that forgetfulness was agony. Watching Rachel walk away, he clenched his fists and slowly made his way back to the executive office.
Yvan stared at the takeout food for a long while before sitting down in his swivel chair and asking in a low voice, "Did Rachel and I grow up together?"
Carl could only answer, "Yes."
"Then... why did I end up marrying Matilda?"
"Because you had a fling with Ms. Thompson, and under the pressure of both our families and public opinion, you ended up marrying her," Carl laid out the past before Yvan without mincing words. "After that, you still kept in touch with Miss Rachel."
Yvan felt a jolt in his heart. "So, I was cheating on my wife back then?!"
Carl looked up at Yvan with a gaze that screamed, "You're just realizing now that you were a jerk?"
Yvan felt a twinge of discomfort under the judgmental stare of his subordinate, and after clearing his throat, he managed to say, "And then what?"
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