Took care of her on her parents' behalf?
He only reassigned her because of this, didn't he?
There was only bitterness left in her heart. Yulia looked up at Quill.
"Is that your only reason?"
She asked him in a barely audible voice.
She couldn't even hear it clearly herself, let alone Quill.
Although they weren't far from each other, they weren't standing very closely either. So, Quill didn't hear what she said, but he didn't care.
That was because Quill knew the reason she came was to refuse the reassignment.
"Yulia," Quill sighed. "I know you're competitive. But... this is not the time. A lot of circumstances don't necessarily only have one option."
Looking at his handsome face, Yulia noticed no matter how many years had passed, Quill still only ever looked at her indifferently.
Unlike that day in the hospital when he had looked at Vera. His eyes were full of tenderness, possessiveness, and desire.
Why had it turned out this way?
Yulia closed her eyes, then said, "I get it. In that case, let me thank you for your kindness on behalf of my parents."
Yulia then smiled at Quill and walked out of his office.
Quill didn't know what Yulia was thinking. Maybe she was prideful. After all, she was the young lady of the Maxwell family, but now she was so down and out she had to work in his company.
If she was willing to accept his help, Quill could do more. However, knowing her personality, this was probably the limit.
After leaving his office, Yulia calmly returned to her department. She started packing up without another word.
Seeing how quiet she was when she returned, Wendy went to her curiously.
"How was it? Have you decided to accept the reassignment?"
Stunned, Yulia looked at Wendy and said with a smile, "Yeah. It's fate, so why shouldn't I accept it?"
Given her present situation, did she have any right to refuse?
Just like the misfortune in her family. Everything was left to fate. What right did she have to say no, and what right did she have to turn the tides?
She was too weak.
Wendy could tell there was more to what she let on, so she asked carefully, "You don't want this, do you?"
"Actually, I think that you're very capable. It would be good if you can stay and help me. If you really don't want to, maybe I can help you fight for it?"
What a joke. No matter how hard she tried, she wouldn't be able to overturn the president's order.
However, Wendy knew saying that could get her on Yulia's good side.
Yulia hadn't expected Wendy to say so, so she smiled at her and said softly, "Wendy, thank you. But it's not necessary. You were right. Given my current condition, I do need an easier job. Thank you for taking care of me during my time here."
Seeing that she had made up her mind, Wendy patted her on the shoulder.
"No problem at all. We're colleagues. It'll make things easier if you have someone by your side."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Perfect Mysterious Husband