Agnes was about to turn around and leave, but Elton spotted her, got out of his car, and grabbed Agnes by the arm. “Agnes, let me explain.”
Agnes turned around, her tone icy. “Alright, speak. I’m all ears.”
Elton said, “I was drunk that day. I thought Jenny was you.”
Agnes asked, “Are you done explaining? If you’re done, I’m leaving.”
It was rush hour, and there were lots of people coming and going at the entrance. Anita happened to be driving her car out of the garage, so Agnes turned around and hopped
Elton didn’t chase after her.
Once the car was on the overpass, Anita finally asked, “Who was that hunk? The one who brought you roses this morning? Is he your boyfriend?”
Agnes shook her head. “He used to be.”
“Oh, so he’s your ex. Looks like he wants to get back together. But why did you guys break up? He’s handsome, and seems to come from a good family too. Agnes, how could you let go of such a catch?”
“Anita, I have a headache. Please stop.”
Agnes was usually cheerful, and it was rare to see her like this, even when her boss frequently criticized her.
Anita didn’t ask any more questions.
Agnes looked at the night view outside the window, her thoughts drifting back to three months ago.
Agnes‘ birthday was on November 11th. Elton’s birthday gift to her was letting her discover that he had a lover on that day.
And it was her good friend, Jenny Fitz.
Betrayed by the two people closest to her in one day, Agnes could only find solace in the bar, which led to what happened afterwards.
For three consécutive days, expensive rainbow roses showed up on Agnes‘ desk, and Elton would wait for her after work at the company entrance.
Everyone in the office knew that a super handsome guy was madly pursuing Agnes. Agnes didn’t explain; only Anita knew the truth.
On the fourth day, Agnes received more rainbow roses on her desk. But in addition to that, someone else also came to the office. It was Jenny.
Agnes frowned at the sight of her.
Jenny hurried over and said, “Agnes, since you won’t see me or answer my calls, I had to come find you. Can we talk?”
There were already a lot of people in the office, all of them looking on curiously.
Not wanting to draw attention, Agnes said, “Follow me.”
Agnes took Jenny to the nearest conference room. Once inside, tears streaming down her face, Jenny grabbed Agnes by the arm. “Agnes, I’m sorry. Can you forgive me? I don’t want to lose our friendship.”
Agnes said, “If you really considered me a friend, you wouldn’t have done this. I remember you weren’t drunk that day.”
Jenny cried even harder. “Agnes, you probably don’t know, but I’ve liked Elton for a long time. Yes, you two have been close since childhood, and I shouldn’t have intruded, but if love could be controlled, then it wouldn’t be love.”
At her words, Agnes‘ expression darkened.
Jenny continued, pleading, “Agnes, we’ve been friends for years. Can you let me have Elton? You are the beloved heiress of the Pritchard family. Even without him, you can find a better partner in the future. But I’m different. If I lose Elton, I’ll truly have nothing. Agnes, you’ve never been one for competition. Can you forgive him?”
Agnes was speechless. Forgive him? In fact, she had never planned to tangle with him. After what happened, Agnes knew there was no chance of her and Elton ever being a couple again.
Agnes turned around and asked, “Is this what you came here to tell me today?”