บททั้งหมดของ No Divorce For Us, Mrs. Godfrey: บทที่ 241 - บทที่ 250

However, what Jeanette had never expected was that her 4-year-old son would actually end up hearing the simple conversation she had with her mother at the time.Although Felix did not understand what had happened to Jeanette, he knew that Damon had bullied her in hindsight! ‘Daddy is a bad man!’Felix’s little hands were balled up into fists as he scolded Damon in his heart.While Jeanette was asleep, she was awoken by a phone call in the middle of the night. Then, Damon’s voice was heard

Jeanette was extremely surprised. ‘I clearly tendered my resignation, though. How has it suddenly turned into sick leave?’Jeanette did not tell Lucia what exactly had happened and merely came up with some random excuse to make her sound as if she was actually sick instead.That Saturday afternoon, Lucia and the others from her department who were quite close with her had visited Jeanette at her house.It had been a long time since her house was filled with that many people and coupled with

“Mom, your dress has been dirtied. I’ll have Parker fetch a car for you to head home and get changed.” Damon calmly sent his mother away. Shortly after that, Parker entered and helped Sylvia pack up the lunchbox that had fallen onto the floor. She then took out some tissues to wipe off the stains on Sylvia’s hem. At that moment, Sylvia impatiently pulled her dress and shot a strange glance at Jeanette. Jeanette, who did not know what that glance meant, just stood there unmovingly. “I’m a

Coworkers from other departments had arrived soon enough. Some of them went to set up camps, while others eagerly threw themselves into the business of barbecues. All contributed to the growing revelries.News of the CEO’s arrival traveled fast, and the most eager-to-serve were quick to set up a camp for him in the best part of the area. As soon as Damon disembarked, he strode into his private tent to rest.While he enjoyed his luxury, Jeanette and her group of female coworkers still had to as

Jeanette spied a glance at Damon sitting at the far end of where she was. Just minutes ago, he had been swarmed by eager, gushing people raising their glasses and beers to toast in his honor. Now, though, he was completely alone, with his sycophants nowhere in sight.For some unknown reason, a sense of muted frustration washed over her like a tide. She refused to number between her coworkers and seniors for the sake of “social connecting” anymore.Instead, she turned away from the crowd and sn