My girlfriend returned from a month-long business trip with her old flame, only to find that I had changed. She helped her old flame steal my project, but instead of quitting in anger, I busied myself helping him write proposals. For the sake of her old flame’s year-end bonus, she ruined the design I had worked so hard on. But rather than trying to prove myself, I took all the blame and accepted her punishment. Even when she wanted to promote her old flame to general manager, breaking company rules, I didn’t get angry. Instead, I voluntarily gave up all my shares for my girlfriend to distribute freely. My girlfriend was puzzled by my sudden obedience. Her old flame was smug. “See? I told you the cold treatment would work. Make him lose you once, and he’ll become docile.” My girlfriend had a moment of realization and smiled, saying I was being good and that she would promote me. She even unexpectedly suggested I propose to her. But she seemed to have forgotten that during our cold war, she had already signed my resignation letter. And I had already broken up with her. From now on, we would have a clean break, with no more entanglements. 0
“This project proposal is urgent. Have it done before you leave work,” Fiona said coldly, dropping a thick stack of documents on my desk before turning to leave. As soon as she disappeared around the corner, my colleagues gathered around, chattering away. “Isn’t this Zack’s project?” “His projects are the hardest, with lots of requirements and difficult research. Forget finishing by tonight, it might not even be done by tomorrow evening.” “The boss is really biased towards him. He doesn’t do his own projects but pawns them off to others.” “…” They clustered around me, speaking without restraint. I knew full well they weren’t really speaking up for me, just stirring up drama. Everyone knew that CEO Fiona was my girlfriend, yet she heavily favored my rival, Zack. Back then, she not only broke protocol to promote Zack to project manager, but she even handed him the million-dollar project I had spent a month securing and over a month of sleepless nights nearly completing. When I protested, Fiona put it to a public vote to decide the project’s ownership. These colleagues who pretended to speak up for me unanimously voted for Zack when it came time to cast ballots. Afterwards, they explained to me that they were pressured by Fiona’s intimidation and asked me to look after the new colleague. This kind of thing happened many times after that. My colleagues were still “sympathizing” with me, but this time I didn’t storm off to Fiona’s office to confront her like before. Instead, I calmly accepted the project brief. Seeing this, my colleagues’ eyes widened. They were about to say something more when Fiona came down from upstairs. They immediately fell silent and hurried back to their desks. Fiona seemed to be in a good mood and ignored their little movements. She reminded me to leave the completed proposal on her desk. Seeing me nod, she turned on her heel and left without looking back. She had put on elaborate makeup and was wearing a skirt that barely reached her knees. It didn’t take much imagination to know she was off to meet Zack. This had been happening frequently over the years. It all started when I discovered Fiona and Zack’s goodnight messages to each other. When I confronted her about it, Fiona thought I was being petty and angrily brought Zack into the company, breaking protocol. To punish me for my suspicions, she deliberately favored Zack, taking him to various social events, and even feeding him and wiping his mouth in front of everyone at company dinners. When I got angry, she gave me the silent treatment. When I apologized, she would use it as an opportunity to team up with colleagues to lecture and criticize me. Everyone said I wasn’t being a big enough man. I often reflected on this, wondering if I wasn’t open-minded enough, which led to our current situation. But later, when I accidentally discovered that Zack was her first love, I finally understood. She was just using the excuse of desensitizing me to my “pettiness” as a cover to openly maintain her connection with her old flame. Even without the incident of me seeing their chat history, Fiona would have found other excuses to be with Zack. After they returned from their recent business trip together, although they still frequently met for meals, drinks, and sports like before, I could sense that their relationship had become more subtle. But fortunately, I no longer cared. Our five-year relationship had come to an end. This farce needed to end too. After finishing the proposal, I was the only one left in the office. I opened my phone to find that Zack had posted several updates on SnapChat. The background was a fancy restaurant, with a romantic candlelit dinner on the table in front of them. Fiona was elegantly cutting Zack’s steak for him. The caption read: “Steak cut by the lady boss herself must taste extra delicious.” In the comments, several colleagues were praising how sweet they looked together. Zack jokingly boasted further that Fiona, who usually doesn’t drink, had half a bottle of red wine to help him celebrate the project’s success. The comments section became increasingly lively with various speculations. Fiona didn’t explain, only saying “It’s what I should do.” Some clueless person asked when they could drink to their wedding. Fiona replied with three dots, while Zack sent a “naughty” emoji. I didn’t get angry and call Fiona like I used to, only to be scolded by her for their ambiguous relationship. Instead, I sent her a message saying I had finished the proposal, then left the file in her office before driving home. When I got home, I saw that Fiona had replied to my message. “Lucas, this is Zack. Thanks for your hard work on the project. I’ll treat you to a meal sometime.” Fiona always kept her phone close and would get angry if I so much as checked the time on it, accusing me of invading her privacy. Now she had handed it to Zack, letting him read our chats and reply to my messages. I let out a scornful laugh. Different status in her heart indeed led to different treatment. However, I felt strangely calm at this moment. Things that used to feel earth-shattering now seemed trivial. Feelings always change, only hard work never betrays you. I pulled up my calendar and checked the date. Not long ago, when Fiona and Zack went on a “business trip” that was really just a vacation, I took the opportunity to submit my resignation. As expected, when Fiona was with Zack, all her attention was on him. She approved it without even looking. Now, I just had to wait three more days for the handover to be completed, and I could leave for good. After some thought, I called my former advisor at the research institute abroad. I had joined the institute as an outstanding graduate, enjoying preferential treatment. But when Fiona said she needed people to start her company, I quit without hesitation. Despite my advisor’s repeated attempts to dissuade me, I resolutely returned to China to help her build the company from scratch. Looking back now, I realize how foolish I was. When the call connected, I explained my intention. I thought I’d be scolded, but to my surprise, my advisor sighed and told me he had known about my situation for a while and had been planning to invite me back. “But this time, have you really thought it through?” he asked. I nodded, “Yes, I’ve thought it through. I’ve already taken care of the resignation process.” “Resignation? What resignation?” A startled cry came from behind me. I turned around to see Fiona pushing open the door. 0
Looking down, I saw that my advisor had already hung up. I naturally turned off my phone. “A friend who’s planning to quit his job,” I said. Fiona frowned, suspicion rising in her mind. “What kind of friend talks about work stuff with you this late?” As I was pondering how to explain, her phone suddenly pinged with a message from Zack, saying he had encountered a stray kitten on his way home and had specially gone to buy a sausage for it. A smile involuntarily lifted the corners of Fiona’s lips. Seeming to realize I was still there, Fiona suppressed her smile and said perfunctorily, “Don’t chat about negative things with your friends. Use that time to learn more about the project instead.” Her cold tone was completely different from how she spoke to Zack. I didn’t argue or complain that the project had already been given to Zack. Fiona didn’t pay me any more attention either, smiling as she replied to the message while heading to her room. Soon after, her hearty laughter could be heard from the room. She had completely forgotten how I had been by her side all these years, working tirelessly day and night, cutting off all contact with my friends. But it was just as well, saving me the trouble of arguing with her. I returned to the small study converted from a storage room and took out the English materials I hadn’t finished reading. After five years, the direction of the research institute had changed. If I wanted to go back, even with my advisor’s help, I needed to have strong skills myself. Fortunately, my foundation was solid, so it wouldn’t take too long to pick things up again. “You’re reading English magazines?” Just as I was engrossed in my studies, Fiona suddenly entered the room. She reached over and took the magazine, flipped through a couple of pages, then tossed it back. With a sneer, she said, “Why are you reading this? Can you even understand it?” “Just browsing,” I replied coldly. I put away the materials and asked, “Did you need something?” In the past, whenever Fiona came to me on her own initiative, I was always very enthusiastic. Perhaps not expecting me to be so cold, she was taken aback for a moment. Her expression became somewhat unnatural. “There is something,” she said. “Zack just completed a big project, and I’m planning to promote him. It’s also a good way to encourage other employees. What do you think?” Fiona looked at me. She asked for my opinion, but I knew this was just a notification, not a real consultation. I still nodded, “I have no objections.” “But there need to be penalties as well as rewards, otherwise the team will be hard to manage,” she continued. “You haven’t completed a project in such a long time, so I’m thinking of temporarily transferring you to an entry-level position. I’ll bring you back later when the time is right.” “Don’t worry, it won’t be for too long. I’m thinking of the overall situation here. You’re my boyfriend, so you should support me, right?” I laughed inwardly. So even now, she didn’t know about my resignation. She could deduce Zack’s mood from the slightest hints and know what he liked from small details. But now, as her boyfriend, my resignation letter had been signed by her own hand, and she was completely unaware. Indeed, care and indifference can be seen in just a few words. Seeing that I didn’t speak, Fiona thought I was going to argue with her like before. Her expression immediately darkened. “It doesn’t matter if you don’t agree. I’ve already sent out the notice, and your office has been given to Zack.” “Either you accept the transfer, or you leave,” she threatened. “But let me advise you, the company is about to go public. You should think carefully before you walk away.” Her tone was confident that I wouldn’t leave. This kind of thing had happened too many times. In just one year, because of a few words from Zack, my position in the company had been lowered again and again. If I could endure it then, Fiona was sure I would be even less willing to leave now. I smiled bitterly. “I didn’t say I disagreed.” “Alright then, that’s settled,” Fiona said, her mood lightening. I didn’t say I disagreed, so that meant I agreed. Just as she was about to leave, she seemed to notice something and came back. “I remember you used to have our photo on your desk. Where is it now?” I finally realized what she meant. Actually, not just on the desk, but on the walls of my room and in my wallet, there were photos of us everywhere. I had been constantly reminding myself that no matter what Fiona did to me, she still loved me. But when I learned about Zack and Fiona’s relationship, I realized how ridiculous I had been. These photos, each one of them, were mocking how much of a clown I was. I didn’t want to explain much, so I said flatly, “The frame broke accidentally, so I put it away.” “Why are you so clumsy with everything?” Fiona frowned in disgust, immediately looking down to check if there was any broken glass on the floor. “Make sure you clean up properly when you have time. Don’t let anyone get hurt.” With that, she stood up and walked out of the study. Watching her back, I couldn’t help but laugh self-mockingly. Of course, she wasn’t concerned about me. Her words clearly meant she didn’t want Zack to get hurt. This was our home, but she had brought Zack here many times. At first, she came secretly. Later, when I questioned her about the strange occurrences, she immediately produced evidence that it was just for work. She then took the opportunity to rebuke me for being jealous and petty, and subsequently began bringing Zack home openly out of spite. As time went on, I fell into self-doubt. Every day I reflected on whether I was wrong. Now that I think about it, if I had used that time to focus on anything else, I could have been successful. The next morning, Fiona announced the good news of Zack’s promotion, as well as my demotion to the lowest level. My colleagues didn’t know I had already resigned. While they congratulated Zack, their eyes were full of sympathy when they looked at me, secretly speculating whether I would throw a tantrum again. To their disappointment, I remained calm, as if nothing had happened. Over the next few days, while Fiona was hosting a celebration party for Zack, I was applying for a visa. When they were relaxing at an amusement park, I was clearing out my things. In the end, the stuff I wanted to take with me didn’t even fill one suitcase. When they were entertaining clients at a club and being urged to drink from the same glass, I was handing over all my work. … Two days later, on my last day at the company, I completed the final procedures at HR. “Go to the CEO’s office before you leave. The boss is looking for you,” the HR person said without looking up. I was about to refuse, but then I thought, I’m leaving tonight. If Fiona goes out with Zack as usual and doesn’t come home, this might be our last meeting. After all, we’ve been together for five years. There should be some kind of farewell ritual, right? Thinking of this, I went upstairs to the CEO’s office. Just as I was about to push open the door, I saw through the glass wall that Fiona was sitting on the sofa wearing a short skirt, while Zack was lying down with his head on her lap. They looked very intimate. 0
I hesitated. I was considering whether I should step back when Zack spotted me first. He cried out in surprise and hurriedly sat up. “Brother Lucas, why are you here?” Fiona’s face also showed a hint of nervousness. She hastily pulled down her slightly disheveled skirt, then angrily said to me, “Lucas, who allowed you to come up?!” “Didn’t I say before that without my permission, you’re not allowed to come upstairs and disturb me?” Fiona had mentioned this rule before. But the original wording was that except for Lucas, no one was allowed to come upstairs and disturb her without permission. Before, I thought Fiona was giving me special treatment, but now I understand what she really meant. However, I’m used to it now. Not wanting to dwell on it, I said flatly, “HR said you were looking for me.” Fiona snorted coldly, strode to her desk, and angrily pressed the intercom. Less than two minutes later, the HR person came upstairs. “Did you tell Lucas I was looking for him?” Fiona asked coldly. Sensing the tense atmosphere, the HR person looked at Fiona’s icy face, then at Zack, and became so nervous they couldn’t speak. After a while, they finally said, “I don’t remember.” “Hmph.” Hearing this, Fiona seemed like a victorious general, coldly glancing at me and speaking sarcastically. “Interesting, isn’t it, Lucas?” “I thought you had really learned your lesson, but I didn’t expect you to still be so scheming. Since you’re so worried about me, why don’t you move upstairs and keep an eye on me all the time?” “Or maybe put a camera on me to satisfy your curiosity?” I was speechless. “Fiona, don’t be angry. I believe Brother Lucas is just concerned and didn’t mean any harm,” Zack gently rubbed Fiona’s back, then looked at me and said, “Brother Lucas, don’t misunderstand. I was just tired earlier, my head was hurting, and the boss wanted to help me feel better so I could continue working.” “Everything we do is for the company, don’t overthink it.” I looked at his smug expression, as if he wanted me to overthink. Even though I didn’t know the whole story, I was sure this was Zack’s mischief. The HR person was shrewd, knowing Zack was Fiona’s favorite. So when they sensed the atmosphere was off, they didn’t dare to tell the truth. But even if they had, Fiona probably wouldn’t have believed it. I remained silent, but Fiona was still fuming. She angrily said, “No need to explain to him.” “Personal matters are personal, company matters are company matters. Since we’re at the company now, let’s follow company rules!” “Lucas didn’t follow company regulations, so all of this month’s bonus will be deducted, and his salary will be cut in half.” The HR person hurriedly said, “Boss, Lucas has already…” They probably wanted to mention my resignation, but before they could finish, Fiona glared at them. “I don’t want to hear any of his excuses. Do as I say!” The HR person didn’t dare say anything more and turned to go downstairs. I thought for a moment and prepared to leave too, but Fiona suddenly called me back. Perhaps because she had vented her anger, she now looked calmer. She spoke earnestly, “Lucas, I’m not deliberately targeting you, but this is the rule I set. If I don’t punish you, it might be hard to convince others in the future.” Zack nodded in agreement, “That’s right, Brother Lucas. Next time when you’re unsure about something, you should ask the boss first. If not, you can always ask me too.” Hearing him say this, Fiona nodded approvingly. “Zack cares about the company. He knows more about company affairs than anyone else.” Then she glared at me again, “Unlike you, what can you do besides being jealous? Can’t you learn from Zack?” Learn what? Learn how to deliberately interfere in other people’s relationships, or learn how to deliberately steal other people’s achievements and set them up? I sneered but couldn’t be bothered to expose them anymore. Seeing that I didn’t speak, Fiona thought I had realized my mistake. She took a couple of steps towards me, straightened my collar that wasn’t even messy, and said earnestly, “I know why you’re doing all this, and I’m really disappointed in you.” “But I have to say, since coming back this time, you’ve indeed become more sensible. To reward you, we’ll go take wedding photos tomorrow and put the wedding on the agenda. But don’t get too excited, marriage is just…” “Marriage?” Before she could finish, I let out a light laugh. I brushed off her hand. I handed her the resignation letter I had prepared. “But we’ve already broken up.” “Also, I’ve resigned. From now on, we have no relationship whatsoever.”
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