Did Elena really not understand the concept of boundaries with a married man?
Helen couldn’t stand the way she so casually called Zac by his name, as if she had any claim to him. Tonight, Helen was going to set the record straight—Elena needed to back off.
Lowering her head, Elena looked almost frail in front of Helen’s unwavering presence. She reached into her bag and pulled out an envelope, placing it in front of Zac.
With that woman sitting right beside him, the words she had rehearsed over and over in her head felt impossible to say out loud. Instead, she simply said, “This is my resignation letter. I hope you’ll approve it.
“I’ll be leaving for Merika soon. I’ve already made arrangements there. My father has helped me sort out my living situation, and all that’s left is to book my flight. Everything is set up. You…”
You don’t have to worry.
The last sentence remained unspoken, swallowed by her pride and the presence of Helen.
Helen raised an eyebrow. The way Elena
