Given that I usually behaved in a deferential manner, Lyle was stunned by my words. He had never thought that I was capable of being so confrontational.
To my surprise, he didn’t get angry but attempted to argue with reasons. After that, he got straight to the point. “Eve, Mr. Ziegler from Ziegler Corporation invited us to discuss our contract renewal. He specifically asked you to meet him. Since you were the one who closed the deal for our company in the first place, can you represent us in the meeting?”
I knew it. He only treats me nicely when he needs me. I closed my eyes, feeling even more dejected. After a while, I pointed at my face and said, “I just had a miscarriage, so it’s important that I take a good rest in the hospital. How could you ask me to drink with your client tomorrow?”
“Well, it isn’t necessary to drink. Since Mr. Ziegler is close to you, you can tell him that you aren’t feeling well. I’m sure he won’t make things difficult for you,” Lyle persuaded. When I seemed unconvinced, he added, “It’s okay if you’re reluctant to go. After all, your health is more important. I’ll ask Grandma to meet Mr. Ziegler instead.”
“It’s okay. I’ll go. Just give me the address and bring me the attire that I need,” I interrupted Lyle. He knew my weak spot well and was despicable enough to leverage it. Since he wanted to involve Sharon in the matter, I couldn’t refuse his request.
In fact, she was the reason why I hadn’t taken any substantive actions to get a divorce ever since I found out that Lyle was having an affair. After I was married into the Smith family, Lyle and Sally weren’t nice to me. On the other hand, Sharon loved me like her own granddaughter and took good care of me. Hence, I was reluctant to trouble her with my problems.
Satisfied with the answer, he talked to me for a while before he left. This time, he didn’t even bother to put up an act as he did so. At that moment, I finally believed the words he said back then—he had never loved me.
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