"After three years of marriage, he still can't forget his first love, the 'white moonlight.' He takes care of her in every way possible. I, as he wished, divorced him to make space for them. But he cried and begged me not to leave him."
"After three years of marriage, he still can't forget his first love, the 'white moonlight.' He takes care of her in every way possible. I, as he wished, divorced him to make space for them. But he cried and begged me not to leave him."
"Due to the previous team leader's resignation, the position will be taken over by Victoria Norris after I've considered it carefully." As soon as Ayden Fletcher finished speaking, the meeting room was in an uproar.
Everyone turned their gaze towards me.
Some of them looked at me with mockery; some with sympathy, and others just watched for fun.
"Wasn't the position supposed to go to Gabriela Harris? She's the most capable for the role."
"After a comprehensive evaluation, Victoria is deemed more suitable for the position." Ayden declared decisively, leaving no room for objections.
Victoria stepped forward and accepted the position happily.
She got closer to Ayden, and the two posed intimately for a photo together.
After the meeting concluded, the team started celebrating.
My close friend Izabella Haynes walked close to me and asked cautiously, "Your husband is helping another woman get the position. How can you just be sitting here calmly?"
I watched the two of them nestle together and soak up others' compliments.
I said flatly, "It's just a trivial position, nothing more."
Shortly after I spoke, Victoria walked over to me with a glass of champagne.
She had an extra black jacket at that moment.
"Gabriela, I'm really sorry. I have no idea why I became the team leader," she said with a brazen and dismissive air.
And then she deliberately adjusted the jacket on her.
I watched her pretending to be innocent and said, "It's nothing. You must have outstanding abilities. I hope you can handle the job well in the future."
With that, I shot Ayden a look, and my expression clearly conveyed what was on my mind.
Victoria understood the undertone of my words and looked a little bit annoyed.
Her expression changed, and she walked away with her champagne.
If I remembered correctly, she was wearing Ayden's jacket.
In the past, I would have a big fight about it.
The first time Victoria wore Ayden's jacket, I stormed into his office and asked angrily, "Why did you give your jacket to another woman?"
Ayden looked impatient and simply explained to me, saying, "It's just a jacket. Victoria is weak, and I didn't want her to catch a cold so that she couldn't do her work well. Besides, as the boss, I just take care of my subordinate. Don't be so petty, Gabriela."
My husband gave his jacket to another woman.
When I got jealous, he blamed me for being petty.
Back then, I was sad and quarreled with him in his office for quite a while.
Later, he got annoyed and impatient, and I ended up comforting him instead.
He knew my weaknesses too well.
He was so sure that I couldn't stand seeing him angry or leaving him at that time.
Thinking back now, I was really foolish then.
Time slipped away quickly, and soon it was evening.
The celebration party ended, and Victoria was drunk. She staggered several times as she tried to get on her feet.
Some colleagues wanted to help her, but Ayden did it before others.
I turned my gaze away as I saw Ayden and Victoria leaning on each other.
Victoria was so drunk that she could barely stand.
Ayden held her in his arms and walked over to me. "Honey, Victoria is drunk. Can I take her home?"
"Sure." I nodded calmly, without throwing a tantrum or showing any displeasure.
Others in the office couldn't believe their eyes.
In the past, I would have been in tears and caused a scene.
Moreover, there were many single men there. But Ayden insisted on taking her home, and I wasn't losing my temper. Everyone was strange about it.
They just didn't know that I didn't get angry a long time ago.
"Gabriela, why didn't you stop Ayden? He is your husband and will take Victoria home. Both of them are tipsy. Something may happen." Izabella whispered in my ear.
I shook my head and said, "How can I forcibly separate them? I don't care anymore."
After all, they could decide what they would do.
One might never cheat or do it countless times.
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