Chapter 31: Chapter 31

Chapter 31

The incident of me going to work had been discovered by Enzo's subordinates, and they reported it to him. However, he didn't say anything or show any anger; he just smirked and said to me:

"Let's see how long you can hold on, Flora. Don't disappoint me. With your average abilities, you can't achieve anything remarkable."

I remained silent, nodded, and left. I didn't care about what he said because his words had only one purpose: to make me feel discouraged. Enzo wanted me to retreat, and if I followed his lead, I would undoubtedly become a foolish and powerless witness. He would have an easier time manipulating me that way.

Enzo looked at me in silence, causing his brows to furrow, revealing a clear expression of displeasure. But I still paid attention to his words because whatever he said was like a double-edged sword that could push me into an abyss at any moment. So, I had to be cautious of everything he did.

Roy often sent me work-related emails. Occasionally, he would invite me for coffee or to stroll around, always emphasizing that we were just friends and nothing more. Of course, I never misunderstood Roy's intentions. Very few people made me feel as happy as he did.

Although Enzo didn't oppose my working, he never allowed me to go alone. Sometimes, Taylor would accompany me, or another driver would. Every move I made was closely monitored by him. My sixth sense warned me that I was being watched, and I knew it was Enzo, but... I had no evidence to prove that he was watching me.

At times, I didn't understand what kind of person Enzo was. I simply felt that he enjoyed controlling others, and his level of control was extremely high. He was domineering, conservative, and stubborn, especially when it came to matters related to me. And I was certain there was no love in this; he had a strong desire to win, was arrogant, and always carried an air of superiority.

Roy spotted me stepping out of the luxury car near the company's entrance. He looked at me with a bewildered and incredulous expression. As I got closer, his gaze shifted away from me.

Curious, Roy asked, "Is that car yours?"

I shook my head and replied, "No, but I'm sure you know who it belongs to. Take a guess."

Roy fell silent for a moment, then rubbed his chin, pondered, and suddenly exclaimed as if he had the answer, "Ah! Is it that man's?"

Seeing me nod, his excitement grew as he realized he had guessed correctly. Roy was the only one who knew that Enzo and I were back living together, and I knew he was curious, yet he didn't ask. That made me feel less bothered and confused.

I was a very sociable person, so I quickly formed connections with many colleagues. My workload was considerable, but being at home felt better. I was brewing a plan after making a substantial amount of money. Thinking about it every day made me genuinely happy.

However, despite wanting to stay at the company, I had to return home, a place that didn't really belong to me.

I stood up to tidy my documents and prepare to leave. Roy suddenly patted my shoulder, startling me.

"Hey, want to grab something to eat? There's a great and famous Chinese restaurant nearby."

I hesitated, unsure if I should go, but then I realized I didn't want to go home. It had been a while since I spent time with friends. So, I agreed.

We sat in the moderately sized restaurant with a lot of Asian patrons who were conversing in English, so it didn't feel unfamiliar. While waiting for our food, Roy asked me, "Why did you decide to go back to that man?"

I sighed; since moving in with Enzo, I hadn't talked to anyone about my feelings, so it was uncomfortable. I replied, "I never intended to, but... firstly, he begged me. Then I felt there might be some good in going back, for the sake of my daughter. She deserves all the best things, from education to healthcare, and I can't just be selfish."

"Do you love him?" Roy put the menu aside and inquired.

I sighed again, avoiding Roy's gaze, "I... I'm not sure anymore. I've thought about it, but... it's hard to say. Every time I want to speak about it, my throat feels choked, and I can't utter the words."

Roy chuckled awkwardly and apologized for asking such personal questions. I shook my head, "It's okay. It's been a long time since I've confided in anyone, and you're the only one I can talk to. Please keep my secrets. If too many people know about my situation, it'll add pressure and exhaustion."

Roy laughed, making me join in, "Of course, keeping secrets is also my profession."

I chuckled softly, "That right..."

It was late when I returned to this mansion. Today was the happiest day I'd had in a long time. I could openly share my burdensome emotions with someone else.

However, upon entering, I noticed that the grand hall was still illuminated, and the living room was as it was. I wondered why it was still lit when it was so late; someone hadn't gone to bed.

Curiosity getting the better of me, I tried to avoid him and leave, but eventually, I spoke up, "Why aren't you asleep?"