CHAPTER 117
CEO
Nina ignored her and headed for the door. A car pulled up and she got in.
Linda could only watch as the car drove away. It wasnât until the shadow of the car disappeared that Linda shifted her gaze. Even in the luxurious villa behind her, she felt a bit uncomfortable being alone.
However, Lindaâs current concern was greater. Why didnât Nina believe her when Nash already did? Nina was a good person. Maybe if Linda explained everything to her again one day, she might believe her! Comforting herself this way, Linda felt a bit better and turned to go back inside.
The helpers were busy tidying up her room. After they finished, they politely informed her and she entered her room.
The bedroom was spacious, with a large bed-fit for a princess-complete with the canopy she had always dreamed of, larger than the entire space of her old house. Everything was brand new.
Opening the closet, she found rows of beautiful dresses, a dazzling array. Such scenes, everything before her, she had only seen in TV dramas before.
She had fantasized about one day becoming a princess, where she could have anything she wanted, and now it had come true! She happily lay on the bed, rolling around in excitement for quite some time.
After sorting out things there, Nina returned home late in the evening. Checking the time, she realized Nash didnât have many engagements today and should have already returned home from work. Upon arriving home, she asked the helper.
The helper informed her that Nash had not yet returned. Nina still wanted to explain things to him clearly. Otherwise, it would be impossible to clear up the misunderstanding in the future. Since he hadnât returned, all she could do was wait.
By midnight, he still hadnât come back. Calling him, she found his phone was switched off. She didnât know where he could be.
He probably wonât come back tonight. Nina didnât want to stay up late, so she turned off the lights and went to bed.
The next day, as she suspected, Nash didnât return home all night. She went to the company as usual. She was Nashâs secretary, but it seemed like she had reverted to being just another staff of the office. Nash didnât take her with him when he went out, and when he came back, it was always in a hurry, leaving soon after. She felt like she was stuck in the background, overlooked and ignored, much like a forgotten person.
This went on for several days in a row. Nina couldnât find an opportunity to speak with him at all.
At home, Nashâs mother, Sally, would taunt her: âWhy havenât we seen Nash for days? Did you annoy him? He doesnât even come home anymore.â
Nina didnât want to argue with her, so she ignored her.
Sally only intensified her remarks, following her around and saying, âEven if you donât say it, I know. Heâs not coming home because of you. When he liked you, he would come home. But now he canât stand you. He doesnât even come home anymore. Itâs all your fault. Youâre a jinx, ruining everything. I canât even see my son because of you.â
Her constant chatter irritated Nina.
âWhatâs the point of saying all this to my face? Can I change it for you?â
âIf you upset me, I have every right to say it,â Sally replied self-righteously. âItâs just you and me in this house. If not you, then who else can I talk to? Be careful, if Nash doesnât come home, you might want to watch out. Maybe heâs found someone new outside.â
With a smug tone, Sally continued, deliberately flaunting, âWith a son as wealthy and handsome as mine, with such status, there are plenty of women who would like him. Itâs perfectly normal for men to have several lovers outside. One day, you might really become an abandoned woman!â