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He looked at me, his smile not quite reaching his eyes.

"What kind of agreement?

"Is it money or property? You've been pretending to be all high and mighty for so long, couldn't hold back any longer and had to ask for money?"

I was accustomed to his sarcastic remarks, and besides, he wasn't entirely wrong; the essence of the agreement was indeed about money.

"No problem, I can agree to what you want. The condition is that you apologize to Wendy."

Xavier had resented me for leaving him in the past, and he rarely had an opportunity to humiliate me. He wouldn't miss this chance.

I tightened my fists at my sides. "Do you really think I'm bullying her?"

"Whether you are or not doesn't matter. I want you to apologize right now. Will you apologize or not?"

He just wanted to humiliate me, all to please another woman.

My eyes felt a bit dry, and suddenly, an image from high school flashed in my mind.

He used to stand up for me and scold those who bullied me.

He wasn't the current CEO back then; he was just a teenager who got beaten up by a group of peers.

Yet, he bravely shielded me. "Apologize to Mia Frank."

Different versions of Xavier merged and separated in my mind.

I came back to reality, giving a cold smile, and approached Wendy.

"I'm sorry, Miss Santana. I shouldn't have splashed water on you while Mr. Quinn wasn't here."

Seeing this, Wendy, putting on an affected air, flicked her hair back.

"Verbal apologies lack sincerity."

"So, Wendy, what kind of apology would be sincere in your opinion? How about this..."

Xavier put his arm around her shoulder and handed her a glass of water.

"An eye for an eye."

His meaning was clear.

Wendy took the glass and, with a smile on her lips, splashed it onto my face.

The water had gone cold, and as it hit my face, despite the indoor heating, I still felt an icy chill to my bones.

I kept a poker face, appearing calm and composed, without showing any distress.

Wendy couldn't help herself.

"Why does it seem like she's enjoying this?"

"Is that so?"

Xavier's gaze remained fixed on my face as he spoke to her, "If you're not satisfied, you can splash a few more glasses."

In these past years, tormenting me had become part of their play between him and his female companions.

Buying condoms for them, cleaning up after they were done, accompanying the women to the gynecologist – there wasn't anything I hadn't done.

Being splashed with water was nothing; I accepted it.

Perhaps Wendy didn't expect me to be so meek and easily bullied.

She lost interest in tormenting me for the moment and snuggled into Xavier's arms, lowering her voice, "Let's not pay her any more attention. I just bought some new lingerie; want to see it in the office?"

Xavier smiled and nodded, planting a light kiss between her brows before turning to me.

"Leave the agreement you want to sign, and you can go."

I nodded and picked up the documents before turning to leave.

A wave of pain shot through my head.

It was one of the symptoms of my illness, and it would only get worse in the later stages.

Xavier, I don't need you to sign the agreement for me anymore.

I'm just a bit curious: If one day you find out that I've forgotten you completely, will you have even the slightest bit of regret?

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