All Chapters of MY SECRETARY HATES ME? [ ENGLISH VER. ] : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I don’t know how I made it back to the apartment. All I know is that Gael was already holding me, rocking me as I cried. She kept rubbing my back, trying to calm me down, but it was useless—because even I couldn’t calm myself.My hand was still clutching my chest. It hurt too much.“Gianna, please tell me what happened,” my cousin pleaded over and over. “I’m really worried about you.”“Stop crying already. You might get another attack,” she added anxiously. She stood up, grabbed my inhaler, and placed it on the bed beside her before rubbing my back again.I clenched my fists and hugged her tightly.“He just used me, Gael,” I sobbed. “I’m so stupid, Gael! I’m so stupid!” I kept repeating it through my tears.I clutched my shirt, feeling the sharp pain slicing through my chest. In just a few seconds, my breathing shortened rapidly.“Gael…” I called weakly.“Wait—” Panicked, she grabbed the inhaler and handed it to me. I took a quick puff, but it felt like the heaviness in my chest barel

Gianna’s POVI was fixing my skirt when Gael walked into the room. She frowned and stepped closer to me.“Where are you going?” she asked.I walked toward the bed before answering.“It’s Monday. I have work,” I said simply.She froze.“Tell me I heard that wrong,” she said, her brows knitting together. I didn’t answer.I sat on the bed and reached for my sandals.“You’re really going back there?” she asked irritably, sitting beside me.“I thought you were going to resign.”“I’m not resigning,” I replied calmly. I knew that was what everyone expected of me.But no—I wasn’t running away again. I wasn’t leaving this time.I wanted to show them that I didn’t care anymore, that I was done being used.“The company needs me, Gael,” I said. “You know how serious the company’s situation is right now, don’t you?”She scoffed in frustration.“So are you going back because of the company—or because you still want to help him?”I paused at her question. I let out a sigh before turning to face her.

Several days had passed, yet I felt as if I were floating—detached from everything around me. I was constantly lost in my thoughts, barely aware of what was happening in front of me.For days, I avoided Mr. Jim whenever he tried to talk to me again. I didn’t want to see him. I didn’t want to accept the possibility that what he had told me was true. Until yesterday, it seemed he had finally grown tired of trying—he stopped showing up altogether.With so many thoughts crowding my mind, I wished I could disappear, even just for a while. I wanted to run—far away from my problems. I wanted to go somewhere unfamiliar, a place where no one knew me, where the people who caused this pain didn’t exist. I needed time to think. I was exhausted—tired of everything happening in my life.I wanted to ask myself what I had done to deserve all of this.Why me?Why was I the one who didn’t have the strength to fight anymore?“Gianna? Ms. Gianna?”I snapped back to reality, realizing someone had been cal

The next morning, I arrived at the office early. The brown envelope Nayumi had given me yesterday was still inside my bag. I hadn’t opened it yet—but curiosity gnawed at me.I pulled it out and was about to open it when the office door suddenly opened.I quickly placed the envelope on my desk and covered it with a pen. Then I turned toward the person who had entered.“Ms. Akeshia? What are you doing here?” I asked, standing up immediately and helping her sit on the sofa. Her belly was already big, and it was obvious she was struggling to walk on her own.She smiled at me. “Thank you,” she said, placing her small shoulder bag beside her.“By the way, where’s L?” she asked. “I came here to see him.”“He hasn’t arrived yet,” I replied. “Would you like something to eat while you wait?”“No need,” she said softly. “Just please call him for me. I need to talk to him about something important.”I nodded hesitantly and walked back to my desk, my eyes landing on my phone.Why am I so nervous?

I woke up early because we were scheduled to visit the factory today. Since it was still dark outside, I decided to go downstairs first and make myself some coffee.I was already halfway down the stairs when I ran into Jen—Aling Remy’s daughter. She immediately walked over to me, a basket of laundry in her hands.“Good morning, Ate Gianna. You’re up pretty early—it’s only 5:30 a.m.,” she said.“I have to be,” I replied. “Could you show me where the kitchen is?”She set the basket down at the side. “Are you going to have coffee? I can make it for you,” she offered. “Come on.”I followed her as she led me into the kitchen.The moment we stepped inside, I couldn’t help but admire the design. The kitchen was spacious, with several large paintings displayed along the walls. It was beautiful. Jen went ahead to heat some water while I slowly looked around. One painting caught my attention—it was almost as large as the window beside it.“It’s beautiful, isn’t it, Ate?” Jen said as she reached