My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 320

Jack glanced at Austin and continued to twirl with the pen in between his fingertips. "What's up?"

From the look on Austin's face, what he was about to say had nothing to do with business. Every time he showed even a flicker of emotion, it meant that what he was going to say was meant for private ears.

Now, it had something to do with Jack.

"Miss Duan is in the lobby, and everyone says that you quarreled with her. She looks devastated."

If Austin hadn't gone to the executive department, he wouldn't have heard about it.

The executive department held the largest number of female employees in the company. It was also the place where gossip was known to circulate.

When Austin came over to get some office supplies, he was surprised to see several employees crowding in one spot and talking about a certain someone.

Since he wasn't busy today, he stood aside and listened to what they were talking about. The man stiffened when he heard Celine's name.

"Wait, what's wrong with Celine? What did you say?" Austin took a step forward.

"Austin..."

Suddenly, the crowd dispersed. As if nothing had happened, they all went back to their seats and pretended to look at case files.

Austin decided to ask one of them, "What were you talking about?"

"Nothing." The female employee waved her hand. Who would dare gossip about Jack in front of Austin?

Accustomed to this kind of situation, Austin frowned. "In that case, I can give you the corresponding punishment according to the employee manual."

"Austin, please don't. We won't be able to survive the next month if our salary's deducted," she begged. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears as she stared up at him. "Just pretend you didn't hear anything."

"Speak then."

He took a step back and waited.

Knowing that her own salary was on the line, the female employee whispered, "We just saw Celine sitting in the lobby with red eyes, so we assumed that they had a fight." "That's it?"

Seeing that she nodded, Austin immediately returned to his boss's office with the office supplies that he had collected. After what he had heard, Jack immediately walked down to check it himself.

"Why are you here?"

Jack stood in front of Celine. He couldn't help but feel strange at the way she bowed her head so meekly.

Why didn't she come to his office directly?

Celine didn't raise her head immediately. "Jack," she stuttered out as the tears ran down her cheeks.

If they were still together, he would've hugged her tightly and comforted her with all the sweet words he could think of.

But now, her emotions had no effect on him.

He glanced at her indifferently before motioning to the receptionist to send him a box of tissues. "Wipe your tears first," he ordered. "Then come with me to my office."

There was no need to show off her tears in front of the whole company. It was embarrassing.

Once they reached his office, Jack turned to her. "What's wrong?" Celine shook her head, displaying her bloodshot eyes. "Nothing. I just felt sad, so I came here to you."

Her original plan was to pretend to be so pitiful and wait for him to ask her why. Once he did, she would tell him all about what Rachel had done to her.

Unexpectedly, Jack motioned to the door. "In that case, you can sit in the meeting room to calm yourself down."

Holding her breath, Celine's face changed momentarily. She pinched the leather seat so hard that she thought that her manicured nails had broken. She sniffled and sighed as tears ran down her flushed cheeks.

He had already engrossed himself on work that he didn't even notice.

She waited for a long time, but he didn't say a word. Finally, she couldn't help but snap, "Aren't you going to ask me what had happened? Don't you care about me?"

He frowned and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Didn't he just ask her now? Wasn't she the one who refused to tell him?

Trying to suppress the annoyance in his heart, Jack tried again, "Then tell me. What happened?"

Celine lowered her head, hiding the flash of viciousness in her eyes. "I bought a necklace yesterday, but they mixed it with another customer's stuff. So I took the wrong one. Today, when I went to take my necklace back, I didn't expect to be so insulted."

"Well, did you get it back?"

"I did, but it's broken now. She threw it onto the floor."

Celine took out the necklace from her purse and gazed at it. "I liked it very much," she murmured. "How could she say such a thing?"

The necklace looked familiar.