With a heavy heart and restless mind, Melissa struggled to sleep that night.
In the early hours, she boarded the subway to the office.
Upon arrival, the second secretary approached her discreetly.
âMr.
Waston seems to have had another argument with Jessie.
The poor man got scratched on the face again.
â
Forcing a smile, Melissa collected herself and organized the documents before knocking on the CEOâs door.
âMr.
Waston?ââ¢
With permission granted, she entered.
Albert was engrossed in a phone call.
As Melissa entered the room, he briefly glanced up, acknowledging her presence with a nod before returning his focus to the conversation.
Melissa surmised that the person on the other end of the line must be Jessie.
Melissa deduced this because Albert had recently befriended a celebrity, which likely triggered jealousy and temper tantrums from Jessie.
After coaxing Jessie and hanging up, he lamented, touching his face.
âIâm making a fool of myself.
â
Melissa smiled.
âNot at all, Mr.
Waston.
â
Albert leaned back in his leather chair, cigarette in hand, rubbing his temple with the other hand, a visible hint of annoyance on his face.
âMelissa, what should a person do if they canât marry their lover?â
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Caught off guard, Melissa met his gaze.
Albert said graciously, âGo ahead, speak your mind.
I wonât hold it against you.
â
Melissa spoke in a low voice.
âOne must first be loyal to their partner before discussing marriage.
â
Albertâs expression darkened.
âWhy do I sense a hint of sarcasm in your words?â
âI assure you, thereâs none,â Melissa replied respectfully.
âAs your subordinate, I wouldnât dare.
Iâm simply speaking the truth as you asked me to.
â
After hesitating for a moment, she added, âIf you truly canât commit to marrying Miss Green and be faithful, it might be best to set her free.
She hasnât really been happy with you these years.
â
Albert chuckled.
âWhy defend her when youâre not even on good terms?â
With a neutral tone, Melissa replied, âIâm not taking anyoneâs side.
Just stating the facts.
â
Albert reclined in the plush leather chair, his demeanor relaxed as he closed his eyes.
He had always been a playboy, his heart once given to someone in his youth.
While women like Jessie and the allure of stars and models brought him momentary excitement, Albert never contemplated surrendering his true affections or marrying.
Marriage was never in his plan.