I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Meredith hastily dressed herself, startled. “You’re awake? I thought you were asleep.”

Even for those who have shared intimate moments, suddenly being seen without clothes can be embarrassing.

Terrence Sterling’s lips slightly curved upwards. “Let me see it, what’s that on your waist?”

“It’s not an injury, it’s a birthmark I’ve had since I was a child,” Meredith explained as she lifted her shirt slightly to reveal a blue crescent moon birthmark on her waist, no larger than a thumb but very distinct.

Terrence gently touched it. “It looks nice.”

Meredith pulled her clothes back down. “Good thing it’s on my waist. If it were on my face, that would be ugly.”

He chuckled. “I wouldn’t mind even if it were.”

“By the way, you all were talking about family and children’s education today. Is that what you usually discuss when you get together?” Meredith asked curiously. “You all are such influential figures, everyone thinks you’re planning some big project, but then you just talk about everyday life.”

“It was just a casual gathering today, no work talk,” Terrence smiled. “Besides being entrepreneurs, we are also men, fathers. It’s normal to care about the next generation. Some of the parenting tips discussed today might come in handy later.”

His hand rested on her abdomen. “The due date is in December, the coldest time in the capital. I need to think of a good name.”

Meredith also began to envision the future. “I wonder if it’s a boy or a girl. Terrence, do you have a preference?”

“I like both,” Terrence kissed Meredith’s belly. “It’s best if our first child is a son, and the second a daughter. Our daughter would have an older brother to look after her. It would be too hard for her if she had to look after a younger brother.”

Terrence’s thoughtful nature pleased Meredith as she shared the same thoughts.

Actually, she would be happy whether their first child was a boy or a girl.

Meredith joked, “And where is even this second child? What do you think I am, a cow? All day just to bear children for you?”

“We always need to be prepared. Let’s name our son Callum, born in the cold of December. If it’s a daughter, let’s call her Rowan; such cold weather, the name sounds warm…” Terrence drifted off to sleep mid-sentence.

He fell asleep so quickly that Meredith couldn’t help but laugh. She kissed his forehead softly and whispered, “Good night.”

Meredith joined Terrence in the land of dreams.

Meanwhile, some people could not sleep tonight.

Chloe and Bianca got home, still discussing Terrence Sterling, and Joy Chaucer overheard them.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

When Bianca returned to her room, Joy sneaked into Chloe’s room. “Chloe, you went out with my mom today, right? Was it with Terrence Sterling?”

“There was a gathering at Mr. Worthington’s place, your mom took me to meet everyone. Terrence was also there,” Chloe replied while removing her jewelry. “That woman, Meredith, was there too. I learned today that she’s really capable. She has Terrence wrapped around her finger; he was incredibly attentive to her throughout the dinner.”

Hearing this, Joy’s jealousy flared. “All she has is the skill to seduce men. Terrence has fallen for her tricks; that’s why he married her.”

Joy remembered how she lost to an unremarkable employee, burning with anger.

She had seen the four-leaf clover necklace brought by Terrence before her birthday, and the next day, she saw it on Meredith’s neck. The salesgirl had mentioned Terrence bought it for his girlfriend’s birthday, clearly not for her now. Terrence spent that birthday evening with Meredith, not her.

These thoughts fueled her resentment.

Chloe sneered, “It’s just some lowly tactics, she must have used the child as leverage.”

“Child?” Joy was confused. “What do you mean?”

“Meredith is pregnant.” Chloe, experienced in such matters, could tell. “That’s why Terrence married her. The Sterling family hasn’t held a wedding ceremony; it seems Stella still doesn’t approve of this daughter-in-law. There might be drama; the Sterling family might just keep the child and kick out the mother.”