I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Julian was blessed; he had a son who could carry the weight of the world on his shoulders. His brothers couldn’t help but envy him endlessly. If only their own sons could take over Sterling Corporation, they would wake up from their dreams with a smile. So, in the eyes of Julian’s brothers, his advice seemed like a mockery, a cold and taunting remark.

Stella approached, overhearing the doctor’s words, saying, “Is he going to have any intellectual disability? It seems like our son went a little too far this time.” Julian replied, “This needs to be suppressed as soon as possible. If word gets out, it will tarnish our son’s reputation. Who would want their daughter to marry into our family? They might think our son has a violent streak.”

“I’ve already spoken to the Chaucer family,” Stella proudly stated. “Soon, we will be able to prepare for the wedding. Joy has no objections to this. Oh, I should call Joy. Our son is injured, so Joy can go and check on him, build a connection.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t,” Julian cautioned. “What if you scare her off? You know what our son is like, Stella. Do you think this is honorable? I feel like Terry lacks passion, aside from Azure back then, I haven’t seen him get close to any other girl, and he’s distant with the both of us. This is a problem.”

Stella pondered it, realizing the dishonor it would bring and the impact it could have on their son. Maybe it was best not to inform the Chaucer family.

“Terry is just like that, you’ve known it from the beginning. We didn’t even see where he was injured earlier; we don’t know how serious it is,” Julian uncertainly mentioned. “He went straight home from the hospital, so it should not be too serious.”

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At Thornfield Gardens, Terrence Sterling returned home and collapsed on the bed to rest. The pain in his back made it difficult for him to sleep lying down, and his right arm was injured, forcing him to lie on his side.

Upon seeing this, Rick Shepard discreetly texted Meredith: “Mr. Sterling is injured and just returned to Thornfield Gardens.”

Inside the house, Terrence Sterling initially struggled to sleep due to the pain. After taking a painkiller, perhaps out of exhaustion or drowsiness, he drifted off into a deep slumber.

In a daze, Terrence Sterling felt someone enter the room. The scent of mint awoke him, making him more alert. Opening his eyes, he saw Meredith sitting by the bed, eyes teary.

At first, he thought it was a dream, with the wind gently moving the curtains and the room dimly lit by the moonlight peeking through the window. Everything was tranquil; she sat by the bed, bathed in moonlight, looking almost unreal in her beauty.

A spark ignited within Terrence Sterling, prompting him to lean in and kiss Meredith, tenderly and urgently. She did not resist; instead, she embraced him, closing her eyes to reciprocate the gesture.

Her response shook Terrence Sterling to the core. Pulling away, he gazed intensely at her, asking, “Is this a dream?”

Meredith nodded slightly, saying, “This is no dream.”

Feeling remorseful, Terrence Sterling touched his forehead, “I’m sorry…”

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Before he could finish, Meredith’s hand was on his, “Mr. Shepard informed me of your injury, and I was worried, so I came.” Her change in demeanor felt surreal to Terrence Sterling, “You were worried about me?”

“Mr. Sterling, Fiona told me everything,” Meredith took a deep breath, meeting his fiery gaze, “I want to know, why did you seek me out?”

Women were like that, even if they knew the answer, they still wanted to hear it from the man’s own mouth.

She believed that a man like Terrence Sterling would never sugarcoat his words, but he bluntly admitted, “I want you.”

Never in his life had he desired a woman like this, consumed by possessiveness. Meredith’s heart skipped a beat, questioning, “Is it just physical desire?”

Terrence Sterling caressed her face, his voice deep, “Wanting to possess a woman inevitably includes desiring her body, her everything. Meredith, do you want to try with me?”