Early in the morning, Emily had come to Andrew's company.
She wanted to meet Andrew, but she didn't expect to hear such news.
"I'm sorry, Miss Gilbert. Our president didn't come to work today. Ms. Wilson also put off all his meetings. Are you sure you want to wait for him?"
The lady at the front desk was familiar with Emily, so she said in a polite tone.
"Did he say where he went?"
"I'm sorry, Miss Gilbert. If you don't know this, then we won't know either."
The lady at the front desk innocently shrugged and smiled awkwardly. Everyone in the company knew what Emily meant to Andrew, so they all regarded her as their president's wife in the future. Although, even though they didn't know why Andrew hadn't married her yet, at least half of the staff believed that they would get married sooner or later.
Therefore, if Emily wanted to see Andrew, she didn't have to make an appointment in advance.
"Where did he go?" Emily murmured to herself and was lost in thought. Suddenly, something occurred to her and she figured where Andrew had gone.
She withdrew her gaze with disappointment, clenching her fist so tightly that her knuckles were cracking. She probably guessed it.
"OK, thank you. You don't have to tell him I've been here."
"No worries, Ms. Gilbert. This is what we should do."
Emily turned around and dialed a number as she walked to the door.
One second, two seconds, three seconds had passed.
"Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is power off..."
Without being about to contact Andrew, Emily's face became more and more gloomy. She wanted to find Andrew to have a good talk. At the very least, she wanted to listen to his explanation last night, but now it seemed that it was impossible for them to talk at all.
"Sarah…"
...
In the hospital, "Sarah, it's so great to see you! You scared me to death last night!"
Anne's voice was heard in the immense crowd of people. While on the road, Andrew received a call from Ernest, saying that Anne was desperate to see Sarah now. Ernest couldn't turn down the request of his girlfriend, so he called and asked if they had time to meet. Andrew said that they were coming to the hospital, but Anne insisted on meeting Sarah even though they were in the hospital.
Sarah also wanted to see Anne. Taking her wishes into account, Andrew finally agreed.
Sitting on the seat, Sarah put her feet on the sofa without touching the ground. Suddenly, Anne's feet hurt as Anne was talking.
"Are you all right?"
"It's okay, just a little itchy."
"If you feel Itchy, it's healing. It's a good thing."
Sarah didn't want to talk about last night. She glanced at Anne and Ernest and said, "How did you end up with Ernest? I don't even know."
"Oh, you... It's nothing. We just started dating like that." Anne touched her neck when she said this, her expression was a bit unnatural. She was a bit shy.
Sarah finally figured it out as she looked at Anne.
Looking at the two being so sweet, Sarah smile slightly.
At this time, Andrew came over. "Do you finish? Let's go."
"Wait, I haven't..."
Anne didn’t forget about what happened last night. Andrew took other women to the banquet. Although it was like sheep led into slaughter, Sarah went to the banquet where Matthew Scott deliberately lured Sarah to appear. However, it was irresponsible for Andrew to cheat on Sarah. He should be condemned.
What's more, Sarah was in a coma last night, and she didn't know that there was such a thing. She had the right to know what had happened.
"It's nothing. We're going back."
Ernest quietly covered her mouth and said goodbye to Sarah with a cold face.
"How do I feel that Anne seems to have something else to say?"
Andrew swept her up without looking back.
As a result, Sarah didn't hear what Anne was trying to say.
"Why don't you let me say it?!"
After leaving the hospital, Anne glared at Ernest and wanted to go back but she was thrown back into the car with her collar being caught.
"That's their family affair. Don't get involved."
"Why? Sarah is his wife. Andrew is having an affair outside. And as her best friend, I can't tell her even if I know about it?" Ernest coughed a little while seeing her being so stubborn and convinced her, "Relax, it's not what you think it is. That woman is Emily Gilbert. It’s really hard to explain."
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