But he claimed he just felt Lindsay was too pitiful, like me, so he couldn't help but take better care of her - that's all.

Thinking about it now, I can't help but laugh at my naivety.

Look, I'm not even dead yet, and he's already started looking for a replacement.

I said sarcastically, "Since he cares about you so much, you two might as well be handcuffed together. But now, please get out of my house."

Sheldon's voice tinged with anger, "Cynthia! How many times must I say it? Nothing happened between Lindsay and me!"

"This is clearly just something I have to go through for work! You're being so narrow-minded!"

"If you continue like this, I think it's necessary to fire you."

When he mentioned "fire", his tone unconsciously became heavier.

I said coldly, "Sheldon, you don't need to mention it, I've already resigned."

"Also, if you don't get out of here, I'm calling the police."

Sheldon's face was gloomy, but he said nothing more.

After a long while, he rubbed his brows, obviously a little tired, "Cynthia, is it necessary for us to quarrel like this?"

I picked up a bucket of water and poured it at him.

"What do you think? Sheldon, you probably can't imagine how sad I was when you used work as an excuse to date other women."

"You never consider my feelings. You just treat me as a plaything. You coax me when you're happy and throw me aside when you're unhappy."

"From the moment you brought Lindsay in and said you wanted to give the house to her, I wanted to pour water on you."

"You are so shameless."

The water splashed all over him. He wiped his face and said angrily, "Cynthia! If you want to lose your temper, you should consider the occasion. Am I spoiling you too much?"

Lindsay's eyes flashed with schadenfreude, but she smiled bitterly and said, "Sheldon, I'm really sorry for the situation between you and Cynthia now. But, Cynthia, don't worry, this is the last time I'll work with Sheldon. After this is over, I'll announce my retirement and won't bother you anymore."

Sheldon looked at her fiercely, his eyes full of anger and heartache, "Why are you apologizing to her? You have a seriously ill mother at home. What will you do to earn money to treat your mother's illness if you quit the entertainment industry?"

He looked at me again with an icy glare, "Cynthia, apologize to Lindsay!"