"But once the company expanded, everything changed. They were always busy, and sotis they didn’t even see each other more than a couple of tis a year. Later, they divorced. Before long, Dad started a new family, and Mom died in hospital from chronic exhaustion.
At this point, tears welled up in Janice’s eyes.
She still clearly rembered the last ti she saw her mother in the hospital. Her mother said, "Janice, I hope you can rember that if you want happiness, you must stay away from money-obsessed people."
At that ti, she did not know the aning of that sentence. It was not until she stepped into the workplace that she understood. Since she was a reporter, she ca into contact with various types of wealthy people.
There were those who fooled around outside of their marriages, and naturally she couldn’t stand for it.
Since then, she had decided not to marry into wealth.
Even if she didn’t marry Christopher in a hurry, she would still have found an ordinary man to marry.
Christopher stared at Janice opposite him with tears in her eyes and thought, "I guess I know what she cares about."
He didn’t say anything and handed her a wet towel.
Only then did Janice realize that she was crying. She took it awkwardly and wiped the corners of her eyes. "Sorry to let you see this. I’m just a little emotional." Janice said with embarrassnt.
Christopher didn’t care. He paused for a mont and asked, "Then if one day you find out that I’m a rich man, what will you do?"
Janice replied without hesitation, "If you were a rich man, why would you have married at such short notice?"
At best, his family background was average, and he had impotency problems.
However, that would be far too rude for her to say.
On the other hand, Christopher broke out in cold sweat.
A divorce?
He was suddenly glad that he had not revealed his identity. Otherwise, he did not know what would have happened.
When they got ho after the al, Christopher was obviously a little silent. He had lived his whole life without thinking that one day his identity would beco a burden.
Janice didn’t know what was on his mind. She was just worried about where she was
going to sleep tonight.
If it wasn’t for the fact that she was afraid of hurting Christopher’s self-esteem, she wouldn’t have slept with him.
In the past few days, after reading the psychology book, she found that...
In fact, sleeping with Christopher was the real damage.
After all, they were a man and a woman, and it was a long night. How could they have done nothing? Besides, they were husband and wife.
If this went on for a long ti, it might increase Christopher’s emotional burden.
It could worsen his condition, or it could make him beco a twisted person.
Due to these reasons, Janice felt that she had to correct the mistake of these few nights.
So, she walked to the door of the study and looked at Christopher, who was reading a book under the lamp. She hesitated for a mont and walked in.
"Chris, I want to tell you sothing."
She stopped behind Christopher.
Christopher raised his head from the book. "Go ahead."
Janice pursed her lips and found it hard to speak. She had to fra it in so way that would not arouse his suspicion.
"Christopher, why don’t we sleep separately?"
Christopher frowned.
Janice quickly explained, "Don’t get wrong. It’s mainly because I can’t sleep well in another bed. Look, I’ve got dark circles under my eyes these days."
As she spoke, she was afraid Christopher wouldn’t believe her, so she purposely showed him her eyes.
...
Christopher stared at her for a mont and then said, "I don’t mind moving into your room."
Janice was stunned. She didn’t expect Christopher to give such an answer, so she quickly replied, "That’s not a good idea. My bed is too small."
Christopher stared at her. "Why don’t we swap the beds?"
"No, it’s too troubleso."
She quickly refused.
Christopher seed to understand sothing. He frowned and said, "So, you’re not afraid of trouble. You simply don’t want to sleep with ?"
Janice was stunned for a mont and quickly explained, "No, I didn’t think that."
"Then why? Are you afraid?"
"Not really..."
Janice felt increasingly guilty under his gaze.
"So, why?"
Christopher put down his book and looked at her calmly.
"That’s because..." Janice was awkward and did not know how to explain it. She couldn’t say that she was afraid that he would beco twisted. "Because?"
As she was silent for a long ti Christopher continued to ask.
Janice had no choice but to say, "Actually, I haven’t fully adjusted."
She could only put the bla on herself.
Christopher didn’t seem surprised at all. "Then how long will it take for you to adjust?"
Janice said, "I don’t know, but I think it may take so ti."
Christopher stared at Janice’s conflicted face.
In fact, he had already seen through her and just wanted to tease her.
Since Janice has such thoughts, it would make her feel better if he let her be.
Anyway, he had lots of ti and patience.
"OK, up to you."
Upon hearing Christopher’s promise, Janice finally felt relieved.
That night, they went back to their respective rooms.
Early the next morning, Janice had just arrived at the TV station when she was pulled in by Lucy. Lucy whispered to her, "Janice, have you heard? Our Director Taylor is about to retire."
"Director Taylor is retiring? But he’s only in his fifties. Why would he retire?" Janice was surprised. Besides, she had seen him last night.
Lucy said, "I don’t know, but I heard that the new director is arriving today. Guess if it’s a man or a woman."
Janice frowned. "I can’t guess that."
Lucy said with a smile, "I guess it must be a man, probably a handso guy."
Janice was speechless. Lucy adored handso n, but she felt that the new director couldn’t be a handso man.
After all, to be a director required decades of experience. How could he be young and handso?
Janice did not interrupt Lucy’s daydream.
She returned to her seat and made preparations.
Before long, there was a commotion in the office.
"Janice, Janice, the new director is here. Do you want to have a look?" Lucy rushed to her and said.
Janice shook her head. "I won’t go. I still have to finish so work."
Lucy pouted. "Well, I’ll go."
Janice nodded and watched Lucy leave. Then, she turned her attention back to the news article she had just received.
It was an accident. She needed to go to the scene to find out the truth.
Janice put so things she needed into her backpack. Just as she was about to leave, Lucy rushed in excitedly.
"Ah, Janice. The new director is indeed a handso guy. My dream has co true."
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