บททั้งหมดของ Save the Tears for Someone Who Cares: บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

As soon as Lloyd Group's shareholders received the evidence sent by Liam, they called for a meeting that night.The moment they sat down in Lloyd Group's conference room, a thick folder landed on the wooden table with a sharp smack. "You all should've received the same documents. I verified the dates and records with finance. Every number matches. Eugene really siphoned off this much money behind our backs!"Bryson had suspected it was a mistake when the document first landed in his hands, but after a visit to the finance department and checking each account meticulously, there was no denying it."After all we did to help him get to this position, this is how he repays us? Skimming off the top like we're nothing?""If this doesn't get settled, I'll—"Profits were being bled out, and none of the shareholders were going to sit back and swallow it. They needed an explanation.Under Bryson's lead, a few of the board members stormed straight into Eugene's office with stormy faces. I

A wave of fury boiled within Eugene's chest. His face darkened like scorched iron. Jacklyn knew him too well. She could tell he was furious. She slipped into the role of a gentle, understanding wife and said, "Gene, the government still chose you. That means they trust Lloyd Group. You're not any less than anyone.""And this is just the beginning. Robertson Group may already be at their peak, but Lloyd Group is still climbing," she added with a smile. "One day, maybe we will surpass them."Her words worked. The tension in Eugene eased, and his gaze softened. "You're right. Only you believe I can do better. Once you're back at the company, I'm sure we can take Lloyd Group to a higher level," he said.Jacklyn's mind wandered through all the years she had followed him from nothing to everything. Yet, what did she get in return? He wanted her to keep contributing?Dream on!Seeing that he had calmed down, she changed the subject. "Right. I brought all the birthday invitations with

As Jacklyn nudged Eugene toward the kitchen, she smiled softly. "It's good news that Lloyd Group pulled through a crisis. Why don't we celebrate tonight?"Eugene grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. He said mischievously, "Sure. How should we celebrate?"The suggestive look in his eyes made Jacklyn's stomach tighten. She slipped from his arms and steered him into the kitchen. "Just like how we used to. What are you craving? I'll cook tonight."Her words tugged at Eugene's memory. Back in the early days, whenever he landed a deal, she would cook a meal for them both. They would enjoy their sweet time in the evening. He had forgotten how long it had been since the last time it happened. For the first time, Eugene actually stayed in the kitchen to help. An hour later, Jacklyn laid out the dishes—sauteed greens, pesto meatballs, and steak with asparagus."Eating clean and healthy, huh?" Eugene raised a brow.Jacklyn brought out the last plate—carrot cake—and said calmly

As Penelope watched the drama unfold, she chimed in, "Maybe that's your kind of thing? I didn't know you had it in you."Jacklyn's gaze snapped toward her. "Not everyone's like you."Penelope's smile faltered. That look seemed like it could see straight through her. Did Jacklyn know about it? It only took her a moment to recover. She raised her chin in pride. So what if Jacklyn knew? Let her see how Eugene loved her! Lydia stepped forward and pointed at Jacklyn. "Don't change the topic. We're talking about you." Jacklyn pulled out the design drafts and laid them on the table. "I'm here for business matters."Penelope gave the paper a glance and sneered. "Business? What kind of business takes place in a coffee shop? You sure you're not using this as an excuse to date?""Watch your mouth."Liam's indifferent gaze landed on Penelope like the edge of the blade. She instinctively shrank back a little.Remembering that Lydia was by her side, Penelope held her ground. "Anyone woul

The black car finally disappeared past the gates of Lloyd Manor. Jacklyn turned away and changed out of the gown. She folded it carefully back into the box and returned to her room. She then lifted her covers. Underneath were thousands of photographs, love letters, catalogs of gifts purchased through Quentin's company, pregnancy tests, and a hospital report. These were all proof of Eugene's affair. It showed how rotten he had become. Jacklyn sat at the edge of the bed, sorting through the pile and stacking each piece into a small square box. When she closed the lid, a wry smile touched her lips. So many years of love were outmatched by a mere box.Once she finished, she dialed Irene. According to the plan, Irene would make sure that box ended up at the venue. And after that, word of her dying in a tragic accident would spread. Jacklyn lifted her eyes. Her gaze held nothing but resolve.Soon, all would be over. …Time slipped by. When Eugene called for the second time, Jackly