I nodded lightly, keeping my composure. “If that’s how you see it, I’ll resign. Expect the divorce agreement shortly.”
Nigel’s eyes flickered with barely contained joy, but he still played the role of the considerate mediator. “You know Lindsay’s just upset, yet you deliberately say things like this. Do you really want to cause a scene?”
Watching him—a grown man—speak like that, with an air of smug innocence, made my stomach churn.
Lindsay snorted coldly. “He always talks about breaking up and divorce, but it’s just a game of hard-to-get.”
Without waiting for a reply, she turned on her heel, her voice dripping with contempt as she walked away. “Go upstairs and take charge of the situation for me. If you don’t, don’t blame me when I dock your salary or reassign you to another position!”
I couldn’t help but recall what she had once promised me: that if I worked hard and climbed the ranks step by step to become vice president, she would finally announce our relationship to the world.
For years, I treated promotion and salary increases as my sole purpose, believing they were stepping stones to the future Lindsay promised.
In the past, I would’ve swallowed my pride, followed her upstairs, and handled the situation, only to hand over all the credit to her.
But now, I finally understood. No matter how many multimillion-dollar deals I closed, she would always find a reason not to promote me, claiming the plans needed further refinement. The truth was simpler and far more painful—she had no intention of making our relationship public.
Because she didn’t love me.
I turned and walked away without looking back.
Behind me, Lindsay’s angry voice echoed through the hallway. “If you take another step forward, I’ll really lose my temper!”
I chuckled quietly to myself. Did she still think I cared about her moods?
When I returned to the villa alone, I expected to have the house to myself until the press conference wrapped up. I didn’t expect Lindsay to follow me home so soon.
She found me sitting on the sofa and approached, her tone soft and slightly aggrieved. “You just left me there like that. Don’t you feel the least bit guilty?”
It was rare for her to back down—her first attempt this entire year.
But I stayed silent, unmoved.