I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

The two words “not” nearly made Terrence Sterling explode on the spot. Meredith had someone other than Justin?

Terrence Sterling couldn’t help but sarcastically remark, “Miss Florrick, your style is truly open and avant-garde. Pregnant before marriage, might it be that you don’t even know who the father of your child is.”

This last remark angered Meredith. Wasn’t Terrence Sterling implying that her personal life was chaotic? She had lived for twenty-five years and had only one man, Terrence Sterling.

And Terrence Sterling? He kept one in Thornfield Gardens, slept with countless women outside, who knows how many times it had happened, how many varieties of seeds he had sown.

“Mr. Sterling, who the father of my child is, is my private matter, and I have no obligation to report it to the company,” Meredith ripped off her work badge and retorted, “Mr. Sterling, as for the father of my child, you need not worry. But as for a stallion who can’t control his own desires, sowing seeds everywhere without knowing the consequences, beware of women knocking on your door with children in tow.”

With those words, Meredith slammed her work badge on the table, stormed out, exuding a resolute air, glanced at her curious colleagues outside, then closed the door firmly and headed towards the Secretary’s Office.

She didn’t need Terrence Sterling to fire her; she would pack up her things and leave on her own. If she had fallen out with Terrence Sterling like that, she definitely couldn’t stay at the company.

Meredith left in a huff, leaving Terrence Sterling dumbfounded. He hadn’t even had a chance to lose his temper when the woman turned her anger towards him.

Terrence Sterling’s face turned grim; he pounded the table twice in frustration, causing the employees who were watching to quickly return to their seats.

Office gossip spread quickly, and by the time Meredith was packing up in the Secretary’s Office, news of her unwed pregnancy was already circulating.

Seeing Meredith packing up, Linda inquired, “Miss Florrick, what’s going on?”

“Linda, I’ll give you my resignation letter later,” Meredith feigned nonchalance, saying, “I want to save face for myself. Getting fired later would be too embarrassing.”

“Is it that serious?” Linda asked in surprise. “It’s just a mistake at work; why would Mr. Sterling fire you?”

Sasha hurried in from outside, “Meredith, I heard from my colleagues outside that you threw a fit at Mr. Sterling? Is that true?”

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Meredith nodded, shrugged, and smiled, “I lost my temper for a moment and couldn’t control myself.”

Since she was leaving, Meredith didn’t care that much. Linda was amazed, giving Meredith a thumbs up, “You’re the first to dare to slam the table with Mr. Sterling. How does it feel, Meredith?”

“My heart was racing,” Meredith laughed, “I was really panicking.”

She was really panicking; her palms were still cold now, and she was sweating.

As a working person, for a few dollars, she could swallow her pride. In the past, she would have endured whatever her boss said, nodding and bowing, admitting her mistakes. But she didn’t know why she couldn’t resist just now.

“Meredith, go and apologize to Mr. Sterling. Despite his cold exterior, he has a soft heart. A few kind words from you and it will blow over,” Linda advised. “You just got confirmed not long ago. Getting fired from Sterling Corporation would make it difficult for you to find a job in the future.”

Meredith was moved; Linda’s words were sincere, she was considering her interests. In a short time, she had made good friends at work, which was a gain in itself.

Meredith shook her head, “If I go in now to apologize, it would be walking right into the line of fire. Sasha, Linda, thank you for taking care of me during this time.”

Meredith packed up, left decisively, and resolutely. In truth, no one knew that she regretted it the moment she got into the taxi. She lost such a handsome salary due to a moment of emotional recklessness; it was a pity.

She had been a bit impulsive just now. The arrow having been loosed, she could only go home for now.

Back at home, Meredith lay down on the sofa and started worrying about finding a new job. If she didn’t earn money now, how would she support her child in the future?

Just as she was pondering, the doorbell rang. Meredith got up to answer the door, and outside stood Fiona.

“Meredith, you’re home. I’ve called you several times, but you haven’t answered,” Fiona came in with bags of nutritional supplements, “These are good for the baby.”