Patrick loosened his tie, irritation evident on his face. He clenched his jaw as he gazed out at the passing traffic. His anger wasn't directed at Jane but at himself. He regretted initiating that conversation with her. Patrick couldn't fathom why he felt so uneasy whenever she remained silent and ignored him. He should have done the same, given her apparent lack of interest.
The remainder of the drive home was a quiet and uneventful one.
Upon arriving at the villa, Patrick swiftly exited the car and entered the house. Jane, on the other hand, took her time.
When she finally entered, she found Patrick seated on the living room sofa, holding a glass of water. She didn't spare him a second glance and made her way upstairs.
Patrick placed his glass on the table with an audible thud, emitting a deep, growling sigh. Jane's indifference was akin to a wound that wouldn't stop bleeding.
Despite the noise, Jane didn't stop or look back. She continued her slow ascent up the stairs. Was he creating a fuss because of what she had said? His behavior seemed excessively sensitive. How could he manage Pansy Group with such a thin skin? Weren't his family concerned that his sensitivity would jeopardize the family business?
The following morning, Beatrice and Melissa persisted in their criticism of Jane during breakfast, following their usual routine.
Jane, having developed a thick skin over time, remained silent. Her silence only seemed to fuel their frustration. They had been hoping for a shouting match with her that morning, but it appeared that wouldn't be the case now.
As Jane finished her breakfast, she acted as though she were the sole occupant of the dining table. Following her meal, she freshened up and headed off to work.
Her role as a secretary was a breeze, given her natural diligence. She efficiently completed her tasks in the morning, had lunch, and then indulged in a brief nap.
By 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Jane headed to the bathroom. Upon her return, she was met with a pile of documents resting on her desk, left there by Monica, who was conspicuously standing nearby.
Jane was quick to question the appearance of the documents. "Why are these on my desk?"
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