"Kind of." Zane brought the beer to the balcony before he sat down. "I just suddenly feel a lot of pressure."
The view there was better. Most importantly, this location was different from the living room, where anyone could just pass by and ruin the atmosphere.
Zane decided to test whether what Dorothy and Milton said was right, so he lowered his head.
When I looked at him, I noticed that he seemed especially lonely, so I sat down next to him. "Why?"
"I used to think that I could solve most problems as long as I worked hard," Zane remarked as he gazed at the distant stars. His cold voice also carried a rare trace of loneliness.
"But as I think about it, the number of employees under me keeps growing, and their lives seem to weigh on my shoulders as well. I can't let anything happen to me. Otherwise, who will pay them?"
As he spoke, he picked up his beer can and took a sip.
I was just an ordinary employee. Most of the time, I thought it was enough so long as I did my part.
But hearing what Zane said and putting myself in his shoes, I suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was indeed overwhelmingly heavy. "That's true."
Zane put down the beer in his hand. "That main thing is that I can't share the burden with anyone. I can only rely on myself."
I got up and stood in front of him. "If you're really exhausted, why not take a break and let yourself rest for a while?"
Zane gently hugged me. "Anna, anything I could delegate to others, I did a long time ago. Now, the tasks that reach me are the ones where I have to make the decisions."
I hugged him back. Only after a long time did I finally have an idea of how to comfort him. "It's okay. I'm here."
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Steven, who was in the car, had yet to go home, so he saw Annalise hugging Zane. It was as if he was struck by lightning.
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