I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

The Chaucer family had spared no expense to grace the front pages, ensuring that everyone who unlocked their smartphones was greeted with the news of Joy Chaucer and Quinlan Aubrey’s engagement set for the 30th of the month.

Upon waking, Meredith descended the stairs for breakfast and habitually checked her phone. The headline caught her off guard. At first, she assumed she misread, or that it was a coincidence of common names, prompting her to delve into the article for clarity. Shocked, she turned to Terrence Sterling, who was dining elegantly beside her, “Joy Chaucer and Quinlan Aubrey are getting engaged?”

Terrence, having seen the news earlier, replied, “Yes, it’s surprising. This doesn’t seem like Mrs. Chaucer’s style. I was taken aback when I first saw it.”

Usually, Bianca would confront the Aubrey family head-on, not engage them. Neither Terrence nor Meredith could pinpoint where this anomaly had stemmed from, nor were they inclined to find out.

“It is indeed surprising. Given Joy Chaucer’s temperament, she would never agree to this,” Meredith mused aloud.

“Now that it’s announced, she has no choice but to agree,” Terrence responded as he peeled an egg for Meredith. “My mother sent it over, claiming it’s more nutritious than normal eggs.”

“Your mother?” Meredith raised an eyebrow, “Doesn’t she dislike me? Surely, this was meant for you. Won’t she be upset if you give it to me?”

Terrence chuckled, “No, this is for you. You don’t know why my mother has been so peaceful recently?”

“I guess she’s considering my pregnancy,” Meredith smiled, then playfully added, “If it’s a girl, do you think she’ll turn her back on me? Force me to spit out the eggs? It’s all on TV-mothers-in-law furious over having granddaughters instead of grandsons.”

Laughing, Terrence tenderly tapped her nose, “She’d be thrilled to have a granddaughter. My father quietly mentioned that if it’s a girl, my mother would be content.”

“Really?” Meredith was surprised. “A grandmother that prefers granddaughters? What if it’s a boy?”

“Don’t worry about what my mother says,” Terrence reassured her. “It’s not as if my mother had a daughter either. What seeds I plant are my business. If my mother has opinions, she can discuss them with me.”

Their conversation was interrupted as Azure returned from her morning jog. Meredith called out, “Azure, come have some eggs; they’re from his mother.”

Azure, acknowledging neither alliance nor approval from Terrence’s mother, was unfazed.

“We must have spine,” Azure remarked as she sat down, and Terrence stood up, “You eat; I’m heading to the office.”

After a customary kiss on Meredith’s forehead, Terrence left as Rick and the driver arrived to fetch him. Meredith, watching him depart, spoke to Azure, “Ignore him, eat the eggs.”This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

“He’s the one ignoring me,” Azure corrected, not hesitating to grab an egg. “I’ve found a place for my studio, planning to renovate it. Once it’s done, I’ll move out. Terrence doesn’t want to see me here, but I’ll ensure I stay the full three months.”

“As you wish,” Meredith smiled, their shared interests and compatible personalities transforming them from adversaries to friends. They discussed ideas over breakfast-Azure’s studio renovations and Meredith’s restaurant business.

“You could set up a stage at your restaurant, host bands so people can enjoy a show while they dine. It would be quite an attraction,” Azure suggested.

Meredith’s eyes sparkled, “That’s a brilliant idea! But let’s keep it low profile-no flamboyant performance. I’m sure you know many dancers who could help.”

“No problem.”

Their planning was interrupted as Tessa arrived bearing gifts, her visit a token of gratitude. Upon seeing Meredith’s natural face, Tessa paused, “You look really good. Meredith, you resemble a royal descendant I once met in France.”

Tessa had always sensed a resemblance, but seeing the unadorned Meredith only affirmed her impression more, both in essence and features.