- Chapter 6
Shirley went to the company with Robert the next day.
She had a sweet appearance and carried herself gracefully.
He quickly gained the favor of his colleagues.
She sat at my desk and carefully selected a new computer wallpaper.
The photo showed her and Robert standing closely together, with a tender look in their eyes.
A colleague passed by and exclaimed in surprise.
“Shirley… you and Mr. Griffin… the two of you?”
Shirley seemed startled and quickly covered the screen with her hand, pursing her lips as she stood
- up.
No, it wasn’t like that.
“I am… temporarily staying at Robert’s house.”
My colleague’s expression changed immediately.
In the afternoon.
I heard my former colleagues whispering gossip.
She used to live together with Mr. Griffin.
“What? Then where is Carissa? Wasn’t it rumored that Carissa was Mr. Griffin’s wife before?”
“That’s all just rumors, Mr. Griffin hasn’t confirmed the authenticity either.”
“Look, you see, she is sitting in Carissa’s seat. Even if Carissa is Mr. Griffin’s wife, so what? The workstations have been reassigned, and the beds have been switched too.”
“That makes sense.”
No one thought about it.
Why didn’t Carissa come to work?
Robert called Shirley into the office, looking upset.
“What photo did you show to the employees?”
Shirley seemed puzzled, pursing her lips in confusion, and asked, “Robert, what did you say?”
“Shirley, don’t pretend to be ignorant.”
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Robert, who had always been patient with Shirley, was acting out of character this time, “Carissa is also in your department, and sooner or later she will come back and hear these groundless rumors. I don’t want any misunderstandings to arise between her and me because of this.”
Shirley froze, tears welling up in her eyes as she looked at him. “Robert, I didn’t know they would spread… I…”
He waved his hand at the assistant.
The assistant understood and quickly gestured to Shirley with their arm.
“Ms. Riddle, please leave first. Mr. Griffin will be here shortly.”
“Robert…”
Shirley’s nose turned red, and she pitifully called out to him.
But this time, Robert did not look
- up.
I saw him pull out my chat conversation and type it in.
Carissa, don’t misunderstand me.
I entered halfway.
After hesitating for a moment, he put it down and muttered to himself, “It’s better not to bother her
with this matter.”
I could probably guess Robert’s thoughts.
As long as the matter was not picked apart.
It can be treated as if it never happened.
And then I enjoyed my love with a peaceful mind.
