I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

That night, Meredith and Terrence Sterling slept soundly, but Azure was plagued with insomnia.

After taking her medicine, she sat propped up in bed, her mind flooded with the sounds she had overheard earlier. She imagined Meredith and Terrence Sterling entangled in bed. Azure had always thought of Terrence as the most dominant man in her life, but it turned out that in their intimate moments, Meredith was the one on top, and Terrence was the one on the bottom. Meredith’s words, “Don’t move, I’ll do it…,” sparked the wildest imaginations Azure had ever had in her mind.

The next day, Azure got up early and saw Terrence Sterling exercising in the yard. She changed into her sportswear and joined him. “Terry, good morning,” Azure greeted him with a smile. “Good morning,” he replied politely, asking, “How did you sleep last night?”

“Very well,” Azure lied smoothly, “very peacefully.”

Terrence’s lips twitched slightly, his smile tinged with indifference. “I really hope you can last the three months. If it becomes too much, don’t force yourself though. Paying too much attention to our life isn’t good for your heart or your health either.”

Azure flushed with embarrassment when her eavesdropping was mentioned so bluntly. “It wasn’t intentional…”

“Azure,” Terrence wiped the sweat from his neck with a towel, his gaze cold and piercing, “I agreed to let you stay here for three months, but you need to follow the rules. You deliberately brought up what happened at the hotel in front of Meredith. I hope there won’t be a next time.”

Azure felt a surge of joy at his words. “Did she question you? She doesn’t trust you, Terry. I knew it, she’s not sincere with you.”

“That’s what you think,” Terrence said sharply, then went inside.

Meredith, pregnant, usually woke up late, and sometimes Terrence couldn’t wait for her to join him for breakfast. Rick was already waiting at the door when Terrence, after a quick shower, left for the neighboring city. After clearing up a misunderstanding with Meredith, he needed to return.

Before he left, Meredith was still asleep. Looking at her, his heart filled with love: “Keep sleeping, I’m off to earn money for our baby now.”

“Hmm,” Meredith murmured half-asleep in response.

Terrence kissed her on the lips before heading out, pretty proud to be working while his wife rested at home. Soon after he left, Meredith woke up, somewhat groggy, and saw a message from Terrence on her phone, informing her of his departure. She tapped her head, mumbling, “That’s a long sleep…”

“Charlotte, Charlotte…” Grandma Sterling’s voice echoed from downstairs. Hearing of Meredith’s pregnancy, Julian had brought Grandma Sterling to visit. The old lady paused at the staircase upon seeing Azure and frowned, “Who is this woman?”

Azure, caught off guard and embarrassed, was followed by Julian, who was surprised to see her. “Azure? What are you doing here?” he asked.

“Mr. Sterling,” Azure greeted politely, then turned to Grandma Sterling, “Grandma Sterling.”

Grandma Sterling looked at Julian, her face stern, “You know this woman?”

Julian reminded her, “Mom, this is Azure, remember?”

“I don’t,” Grandma Sterling admitted, then called out looking upstairs, “Where’s my Charlotte? Charlotte, grandma is here!” In her mind, Grandma Sterling still sometimes confused Meredith with the lost daughter of the Chaucer family, affectionately calling her Charlotte. The old lady’s dementia made her forgetful, but Meredith didn’t mind whatever name was used.

“Grandma,” Meredith came downstairs, “Grandma, dad, what brings you here?”

Grandma Sterling, warmly and joyfully, took Meredith’s hand, “Charlotte, you’re pregnant, aren’t you? I heard from Stella, you’re expecting.”

Meredith had thought Terrence had spread the news, not realizing Stella had. She nodded, “Yes, almost three months.”Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“That’s wonderful,” Grandma Sterling said, her eyes full of love as she touched Meredith’s belly, her cloudy eyes showing affection and a trace of sadness. Meredith knew Grandma Sterling was reminded of Mr. Chaucer again; the old lady’s regret was probably about not having children with him.