"You girl, didn't you say that the bigger the jewelry, the better? Wouldn't it make that guy Stanley feel a little bit in danger?"
For a moment, the surrounding air was almost stagnant.
The employees looked at me with mocking eyes.
Only then did Charles notice me, but he still didn't let go of Sally's hand, but his eyes became colder.
"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you not to come to the company? Your coming will affect the employees' work."
He glanced at the box in my arms and frowned.
"Why are you still holding a pile of garbage? Where is the security guard? Can't you see it? Help throw it away."
I followed his gaze and glanced down, only to realize that the branding on the packaging box I was reluctant to open had some paint peeling off.
It turned out that all the goods he gave me were fake. No wonder he didn't recognize it.
Before I could say anything, the security guard had already snatched the cardboard box from my hand and threw it neatly into the trash can.
Stanley hurriedly came in from the door and saw the scene in front of him. His face suddenly darkened.
"Charles, your wife is standing in front of you. Is it inappropriate for you to hold my fiancée in your arms?"
Sally immediately let go of her hand. A hurt look flashed in Charles's eyes.
"You still know that Sally is your fiancée? Then why are you sending messages to another woman in the middle of the night? It was you who repeatedly swore to me that you would take good care of her, so I entrusted Sally to you. But how did you do it? Now you still have the nerve to question me?"
After finishing speaking, Sally suddenly raised her eyes to look at me, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Jessica, I know you have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, but since you have already agreed to Charles's proposal, why are you still entangled with Stanley?"
I was stunned for a moment and then I remembered that I had sent him a wedding invitation.
Just as I was about to speak, Charles's reproachful gaze stung me.
"You don't believe me?"
He didn't respond to my words, but the disgust in his eyes became deeper and deeper. In an instant, all my unspoken grievances were swallowed back.
Stanley's words became the last straw for me. "I said, I don't like Jessica. I didn't like it before, I don't like it now and I won't like her in the future. You are the only one in my heart."