Chapter 2

Sherry said with deep sympathy, "All right, what happened back then is in the past. Now that you're back, I'll definitely make it up to you twofold."

Harold nodded vigorously.

Suddenly, he quickened his pace to catch up with me, pulled $20 out of his pocket, and shoved it into my hands. "Liam, I'm really sorry. I don't have any change with me. This is all the money I have. Use this for now.

"Don't worry. I didn't come back to compete with you for Sherry. She's technically married to you now, and I'm just an outsider. Please don't be jealous. When you come back, we'll work together to help Sherry run the company."

With his back to Sherry, his words sounded sincere enough.

But his face shone with smugness.

A hint of malice flashed in his eyes. It was a clear warning that if I dared to return, he would kill me.

I did not care in the least. I took the money and turned to leave.

Sherry used to have eyes only for me, but ever since Harold returned, everything changed.

I knew that no matter what I said, Sherry would not believe me.

Rather than wasting my energy on this, I would be better off saving my strength and living my life to the fullest in the time I still had left.

Step by step, I walked away from the mansion where Sherry lived.

As I walked out, the December air was a bit cold.

Gusts of chilly wind blew past me.

My clothes were in tatters. When I passed by a steamed bun shop, the owner gave me a disdainful look, but I pulled out the $20 Harold had given me and bought a bun.

I put the remaining change in my pocket, just in case.

As I ate the hot, freshly steamed bun, I finally felt a hint of warmth spreading through my body.

I walked forward. I felt helpless and confused about the days I had left.

But even if I only had two months, I wanted to spend them comfortably.

I had better find a job.

At least that way, I could live out my final days with some dignity.

After walking for a short while, I soon spotted a shopping mall hiring part-time workers, so I quickly walked over.

"Sir, are you hiring?"

The hiring manager stared at me for a moment, sizing me up from head to toe. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately said, "Aren't you the son-in-law who married into the Sweeney family?"

As soon as those words left his mouth, I lowered my head.

Sherry's family was the wealthiest in the area. Her family owned virtually every business in this city.

Sherry's connections here were far-reaching and all-powerful.

At that moment, I could not afford to worry about that. Instead of answering his question, I said, "A-Are you hiring? I can do anything."

The hiring manager immediately let out a cold snort. "Forget it. Ms. Sweeney already gave instructions: if anyone sees you looking for work, they're not allowed to offer you a job under any circumstances."

He looked down on me in utter contempt.

In an instant, I felt as if something had pierced my heart. My heart, already shattered, was broken once again.

I turned and walked away.

The recruiter spat in my direction. "I advise you to give it a rest. Ms. Sweeney's issued a citywide blacklist against you.

"Unless you get down on your knees and apologize to Mr. York, don't even think about getting a job here.

"Don't you know your place? How dare you go against Ms. Sweeney? Who the hell do you think you are?

"Ms. Sweeney's such a kind person. You must've done something to hurt her for her to single you out like this."

It was true that Sherry was a very kind person. She donated over $100 million to charity every year.

She was kind to everyone, except me.