All Chapters of Contract Over: You're Free to Go: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

"Thank you, Silas," Teresa said. "If it weren't for you, TRS Group would've been completely ruined this time.""Don't thank me," Silas replied in a flat tone. "For the past three years, I've lived in your riverfront apartment and spent your money. I don't buy luxury goods, but I've still benefited from everything you provided."Consider that piece of evidence my way of settling the bill for three years of rent and groceries. From now on, whatever happens to TRS Group has nothing to do with me.""Settling the bill" and "Nothing to do with me"… He always had a way of delivering words that crushed Teresa's heart in the flatest tone."You can't just settle a bill like that," Teresa said, her eyes instantly turning red-rimmed. Beneath the table, she dug her fingernails painfully into her thigh."I went into your study and saw all the anniversary gifts you never got to give me. And these shoes…"Her voice trembled, and she was almost stumbling over her words. "I went to Estelle, too. I

Teresa hadn't set foot in TRS Group for two days. For a workaholic who usually spent 24 hours a day in the conference room, this was an absolute first.Louisa was frantic and panicked. In desperation, she called Alice's psychological therapy clinic and begged her, Teresa's only close friend, to check on her at home.Alice canceled all client sessions in the afternoon and drove straight to the riverfront apartment in the city center. When she punched in the passcode and entered the door, the apartment was so dark that it felt like a windowless basement.The automated blackout curtains were tightly drawn, and not a single light was on.Alice changed her shoes in the entryway and made her way inside through the dim hallway light, nearly tripping over several discarded boxes scattered on the floor.They were beautifully packaged gift boxes, now completely empty. Beside them lay a pair of lambskin flats, slightly scuffed and out of shape.Teresa sat on the carpet. She was still wearin

Alice opened her mouth, only to find herself completely at a loss for words.Old habits died hard.Teresa was a wolf who had grown accustomed to tearing people apart in the cutthroat business world. Expecting her to transform into a docile lamb for the sake of a marriage was fundamentally against her nature."But… aren't people supposed to learn and grow from their mistakes?" Alice asked, making a final, desperate attempt. However, her voice lacked its initial confidence. "She's willing to swallow her pride for you. If you don't even give her a shot, how can you be so sure she won't change for you?"A heavy silence fell briefly upon the teahouse.Silas turned his head, his gaze cutting through translucent window blinds to look outside at the dry, withered leaves falling in the fall wind."I tried for three years, Alice."He uttered those words very softly, but they landed like a sledgehammer squarely on Alice's chest."For 1,095 days, I tried every day."Silas spoke very slo

At 10:00 am the next day, the sky over Bellmere was a dull and dark gray, as if a slab of lead hung low overhead. The fall wind swept up a few dried, yellowing sycamore leaves down the pavement.The conference room at William's law firm lacked the imposing, overbearing intimidation of TRS Group. There were only two steaming cups of water and three identical copies of a document in the center of the long table.When Teresa opened the door and walked in, Silas was already there. He wore a simple, black jacket over a clean white T-shirt today, sitting upright in his chair.As Teresa entered, his gaze calmly swept over her, and he offered a slight nod as a greeting. There was no deliberate coldness or forced pleasantries. It was as if he had run into a familiar-looking stranger by chance in a bank lobby.His natural indifference made Teresa freeze in her tracks at the door for a second. She didn't wear the business suits that usually gave her a sense of security today. Instead, she cha

The two words "take care" were light and casual, yet they hurt more than the nastiest curse in the world.They represented a complete severing of ties. From this moment onward, Teresa's wealth, triumphs, and falls would have nothing to do with Silas. Meanwhile, his struggles, simple life, and newfound freedom no longer needed her interference.Teresa raised her head and looked at the face she had spent three years staring at, yet never truly understood. Her throat felt blocked by a wad of cotton, and her muscles twitched with subtle, painful spasms.She used every ounce of her strength to force back the tears welling in her eyes and squeeze out two terribly dry words from deep within her throat."You… too."Silas gave her a slight nod and said nothing more. Turning around, he decisively walked toward the exit of the conference room.The sound of his loafers clicking against the hardwood floor slowly faded into the distance.Teresa remained in her chair, as if every ounce of phys