That time, Saoirse helped me rush into the emergency room, her eyes red with anxiety. She gripped the doctor's hand, repeatedly asking what to do.
Soon after I was discharged, she put away all my work documents and personally cooked porridge for me.
She would come to the hospital every few days to discuss my diet with the doctor.
She did love me and care about me back then.
However, over time, her love and care already gone.
Perhaps I was too busy, too busy to attend to everyone's feelings.
I still remembered the last time Saoirse and I argued.
I stayed up for three days and three nights working on a project. And I missed the trip I promised her.
She flew into a rage at me for the first time.
She accused me of being a cold-blooded monster who only knew how to work and failed to fulfill my responsibilities as a husband at all.
I was somewhat bewildered at the time.
I was just learning from my mother, trying to make their lives better — what was wrong with that?
Running two companies was incredibly busy and exhausting. I had no time to think about anything.
By the time I came to my senses, everything had become what it was today.
My phone vibrated, pulling me back from my memories.
A message from Saoirse. [Dad and I took Oliver out for a vacation to relax. Transfer eight hundred fifty thousand dollars from the company account.]
I replied with [Okay.] as I always did.
Then I sent a message to the finance department and granted them unlimited spending permission. It wouldn't be my company anymore, so I didn't have to worry about the cash flow anymore.
The doctor, Renata Bailey, was still nagging beside me. “You have to follow the doctor's advice and stop being so careless about your health."
I nodded firmly. "Okay, doctor. It won't happen again."
From now on, I would only live for myself.
I stayed in the hospital for a few days and Saoirse didn't even make a single call to me.
Only the Chief Financial Officer, Killian West, cautiously made a call.
"Mr. Lorenger, Ms. Lorenger ... her expenses at the overseas resort have already exceeded one million four hundred thousand dollars. If this continues, the company's cash flow will run dry."
I leaned against the bedhead, gazing at the gray sky outside the window.
"Let them be."