The Day My Contract Ended I Married Another Man novel Chapter 6

Chapter 6

I was frozen in place, my eyes slowly drifting upward to the car’s ceiling.

The Rolls–Royce’s romantic starry roof shimmered before me, like the countless nights before.

Just like the countless dark nights of the past.

I crouched by the bed, using the faint light from the bedside lamp to watch Alexander’s peaceful sleeping face, whispering softly to him over and over again the words he would never hear.

“Alexander, I love you.‘

I knew these words would never be answered, but I never expected that today, I would hear him say “love.”

For another woman.

For a moment, I didn’t know how to react.

I didn’t think I was that sad, but for some reason, tears fell faster than my emotions.

Alexander sensed something was wrong and sat up, asking, “What’s wrong?”

I quickly reached out, pulling Alexander into a tight embrace, not daring to let him see my face.

I bit my lip hard, struggling to hold myself together, trying to make my voice sound calm.

“Nothing… I just… wanted to hug you.”

Alexander chuckled softly but didn’t move, letting me hold him.

The rain started falling outside, the sound of raindrops hitting the car window.

Alexander stared out at the rain for a long time before suddenly speaking casually, “Why did you come to find me?”

Why?

It was an easy question for a kept woman to answer, but a very difficult one for Evelyn to answer.

I tightened my grip with my fingertips, finally whispering, “I just wanted to see you.”

… I still spoke the truth.

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Alexander looked down at me, the corners of his lips curving up slightly.

Then he said, “Good girl, what do you want? I’ll have Pond bring it to you.”

A pet who pleases the master naturally gets rewarded.

Yes, the second young master of the Juans had been adored since childhood, hearing such words

countless times.

My sincerity was nothing more than a speck in the vast sea to Alexander, insignificant.

I bit my lip, wanting to say the usual “You’re too kind, Mr. Whitmore.”

But when I looked up into his eyes, the words in my mouth turned into a hoarse, quiet response.

“No need, thank you, Mr. Whitmore.”

This was the first time I had refused Alexander.

He froze for a moment, raising an eyebrow as he looked at me, but before he could speak, his phone rang.

He quickly answered, and Vivienne Ashford’s somewhat frantic voice echoed inside the car.

“Alexander, where are you? The hotel I’m staying at was suddenly raided by the police. I’m scared…”

“I’ll be there soon.”

Alexander hung up the phone and immediately turned to me, saying, “Get out of the car.”

I was taken aback and instinctively opened the door, only to have a torrential downpour flood the

car.

A single umbrella was shoved into my hand, and as Alexander made a phone call to the driver, he glanced at me coldly, “I have something to do. You can go back on your own.”

I walked out into the rain, instantly soaking half of my body.

The headlights of the Rolls–Royce flickered on, and without hesitation, the car quickly disappeared from my sight.

The rain didn’t let up at all, and as I opened the umbrella, the strong wind blew it, making the Chapter 6

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frame shake.

m the end, I walked into the downpour, step by step, to the bus stop.

Once on the bus, the cold air hit me, and I only then realized how cold I was, I hugged my arms tightly, my whole body shaking uncontrollably.

Suddenly, someone walked up to me and stopped in front of me.

Before I could see who it was, something was placed over my head.

I hurriedly pulled it off, only to see it was a coat.

I froze, about to thank the person, but when I looked up, the young man had already walked into the rain, disappearing into the downpour.

His profile was cold and handsome, and in the blink of an eye, he vanished.

I couldn’t speak, my words stuck in my throat as I subconsciously clutched the coat.

Being left behind, getting drenched in the rain–I had grown numb to it. But feeling the warmth left in the coat made my nose tingle with a sharp pain, and suddenly, tears flooded my eyes

uncontrollably.

I clenched my teeth, trying to wipe my tears, but they kept coming in streams, as if they could

never be wiped away.

I returned to the apartment, washed the coat, and carefully stored it.

The coat was from an ordinary British brand, so ordinary that no one could trace it back to its

owner.

After showering, I opened my phone, only to be sent a follow–up interview from the concert.

The reporter asked, “Is the woman Mr. Whitmore escorted out of the concert his girlfriend?”

Before Alexander could respond, Vivienne Ashford smiled and answered, “Of course not. She was just some random person who barged in. Alexander didn’t want it to affect me, so he escorted her out. Isn’t that right?”

Alexander frowned slightly, then responded indifferently, “Yes, just an irrelevant person.‘

I closed the video and opened my email.

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Two emails appeared side by side.

One was a document from a professor who had visited the UK earlier to assess my research. After reviewing my paper, they had enthusiastically invited me to join a research project back in US.

Once I joined this project, I would be completely “erased” from the public eye until the project was completed.

The other email was from a top global corporation, offering me an annual salary of one million.

Until today, I hadn’t made a decision.

I looked up at the time.

August 15th–tomorrow was the day I would return to the U.S. and leave Alexander.

I took a deep breath and selected the email from the professor. I typed my reply, one word at a

time.

[I am honored to join.]