I really am silly.
Only when he was about to get engaged,
did I find out that he had been dating his fiancée for a year.
During that year, he frequently flew to abroad.
It turned out that it wasn't for business trips, but to see his future wife.
The day I submitted my resignation letter.
The sky was overcast and oppressively hot.
I stood in front of the desk, looking down at the tips of my shoes.
Eliot looked displeased, hesitating to sign.
I didn't urge him, but calmly brought up an old story.
"Do you remember the accident two years ago?"
"The Ellison went bankrupt, and their young master hired someone to attack you as revenge."
"I shielded you from a knife."
I smiled, looking at Eliot with red, swollen eyes:
"You said you would grant me one request, never to break your word."
"I never figured out what to ask of you."
"But Eliot, now I've decided."
"Let's end things and part ways completely."
Eliot looked at me with deep, intense eyes.
His long fingers held the golden pen tightly.
On the white paper, a blotch of black ink formed.
He finally spoke.
"Aurelia."
He called my name.
But said nothing else.
He just signed, his gaze lowered.
Pushing the resignation letter towards me.
I reached out to take it, glancing at his signature.
I bowed slightly, "Mr. Riverton, thank you."
Resignation, breakup, packing my bags to return home.
After all was said and done,
I started working again and going on blind dates.
Thinking that I would never see Eliot again in this lifetime.
But two years later, we crossed paths unexpectedly.
At that time, the city was still in the summer heat,
the heat was unbearable, and I indulged in two ice creams to cool off.
Turning around, I saw Eliot walking towards me, surrounded by many people.
After a brief moment of being dazed and discomposed,
I kept my head down, blending into the crowd.
The venue was so large, filled with so many people.
I was just a common female employee.
No one would notice me.
But Eliot walked over.
His bodyguards and assistants blocked those who wanted to approach him.
In the center of the large hall,
a man dressed in a custom-made black business suit,
stood aloof and dignified, like a deity difficult to approach.
The hall became silent.
I kept my head lowered.
Not speaking, not looking at him.
About a minute passed.
Eliot suddenly took a step forward.
He reached out and took the half-melted ice cream I was hiding behind my back.
"Afraid of getting cramps?"
A low exclamation came from the crowd.
Then it returned to silence.
Eliot wiped his hands clean.
Looking at me calmly, "Go to my car and wait for me there."
If it weren't for the engagement ring on my left ring finger,
and if I hadn't just finished a video call with my fiancé twenty minutes ago.
I might have thought that time had stood still for two whole years.
And maybe Eliot and I had never parted.
I was still here, young and passionate, loving with all my heart.
But I only lost myself for a brief second.
Then I lifted my head and smiled politely, "Sorry, Mr. Riverton, I have work to do."
Eliot didn't show any anger, but his voice cooled a few degrees.
"Aurelia."
"Don't irritate me."
I took a deep breath, "Sorry, I need to go to work, Mr. Riverton."
The surroundings were so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Even his secretary, who had been with him for ten years, looked at me in surprise.
I appeared calm, but my back was soaked in sweat.
Having been by his side for so long, how could I not know how unfathomably deep his background was.
Back then, our family had such a big issue,
which he resolved with just a word.
I was refusing to give him face,
practically asking for trouble.
But Eliot suddenly chuckled softly.
"Aurelia, I never knew before that you could be so stubborn."
After saying that, he didn't force me anymore.
But he seemed to have lost interest because of me.
He simply led the people around him away from the hall.
