Chapter 4

However, after drinking too much, Fiona lost the baby. From that point on, she was never able to conceive again.

I was too afraid to upset her, so I never spoke the truth. I told her it was just a stomach issue, quietly bearing the pain of losing our child all by myself.

To ease her mind, I even told her I was infertile. I didn't want her to carry that burden alone. All I ever wanted was for us to live a happy life together.

In hindsight, I realized I had trusted someone undeserving.

Ed gave me a cocky grin.

"Logan, women are attracted to younger men, not older guys like you. You've seen how Fiona's been acting. She does whatever I say now. As long as you agree to buy me some crawfish, I'll approve your resignation right away.

"Following the normal procedure takes at least a month. I'm guessing you don't want to spend that time cleaning toilets."

I chose to accept his challenge. "Fine. I'll do it."

My team members immediately grew emotional.

Mitchell grabbed my arm. "Mr. Grant, don't do this! They're just trying to humiliate you!"

"Exactly!" Vernon slammed his hand on the table and shot to his feet. "It's one thing for them to push us around, but the way Ms. Wainwright has treated you is completely unacceptable.

"Don't let them walk all over you. So what if we have to clean toilets for a month? We've been through worse."

I shook my head. "It's okay. Just consider this the last favor I'll do for this company."

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After four hours battling the pouring rain, I finally got back to the villa. Holding the crawfish I'd picked up from the suburbs, I looked like a complete wreck.

Ed was gently caressing Fiona's leg as they sat in the living room.

As soon as he saw me, he raised his voice on purpose. "Fiona, look! Logan actually went and got the crawfish!"

Fiona's tense expression eased a little when she saw me.

Reaching for the takeout container, she commented, "Looks like you've come to your senses. Considering you brought it all this way, why don't you stay and eat with us?"

I ignored her and headed straight upstairs.

Behind me, her annoyed voice rang out. "Hey, Logan, I'm talking to you!"

When I pushed open the bedroom door, I stopped in my tracks. The room had been completely transformed. There wasn't a single thing left that belonged to me.

The housekeeper, Maria Tillman, stood awkwardly in the corner, a box held tightly in her hands.

"Mr. Grant," she said, "Mr. Chamberlain requested to stay in the master bedroom today, so we moved your things to the storage room."

Her hands trembled slightly as she opened the box. A broken digital watch sat at the bottom.

"Mr. Chamberlain shattered many of your cherished belongings and discarded them in the trash. I know this watch means a lot to you, so I secretly retrieved it from the garbage."

I stared at the broken watch, my eyes stinging with tears.

Fiona had given it to me when we earned our first big profit after launching the business.

She'd fought through a snowstorm and raced across the city just to buy it for me.

That day, she was drenched from head to toe.

Even though her knees were scraped, she smiled at me and said, "Logan, I promise to get you something better every year. I'll love you forever."

Yet, as the business picked up, that promise was never fulfilled.

Still, I cherished the meaning behind that very first gift. "Thank you, Ms. Tillman," I said, taking the watch and making my way downstairs.

Fiona's expression immediately darkened when she saw me. "What do you think you're doing?"

"I'm here to say goodbye," I replied, setting the broken watch down before her. "The watch is yours once more, just like everything that used to exist between us."

"Logan!" Fiona snapped. Seeing the broken watch, she swiftly seized my hand. "What do you mean by 'goodbye'? Have you forgotten all I endured just to get this watch for you? Even if I've wronged you, how could you break it?"

Looking at Ed behind her, I said, "I'm afraid it was your precious darling who did this."

Ed's eyes instantly welled up, his voice filled with hurt.

"Logan, I know you're mad that I took Fiona, but you're divorced now. Can't you just let it go and stop accusing me?"