Chapter Eighty-One

Marilyn was already waiting inside Raymond’s office when he returned. The moment the door opened, she turned toward him. Raymond barely had enough time to close the door before she spoke. “What exactly do you think you’re doing?” He stopped. Marilyn stood beside his desk with her arms folded across her chest. She was angry. Raymond removed his jacket calmly and replied. “I assume you’re talking about Ashford.” “Who else would I be talking about?” He placed the jacket over the back of his chair. “I handled it.” “That is exactly the problem.” Raymond looked at her. Marilyn walked closer, before she continued. “The man came all the way here because he wanted to speak with me. Instead of allowing me to hear what he had to say, you sent me upstairs like a child.” “I did not send you upstairs like a child.” “You told me to go inside and wait for you.” “Because I know Ashford.” “And I don’t. That is why I wanted to hear him out.” Raymond’s expression hardened. “You don’t need

Chapter Eighty-Two

Marilyn was busy going through some documents when a cup of coffee suddenly appeared in front of her. She stopped typing and looked at it. Then her eyes slowly moved upward. Tyler stood beside her desk with another cup in his hand and a familiar smile on his face. Kate was standing beside him. “Good morning,” Tyler greeted. Marilyn looked at the coffee again before looking back at him. “Is this supposed to be a peace offering?” Tyler frowned slightly. “For what?” Marilyn leaned back in her chair and folded her arms. “For lying to me.” “I never lied to you.” “You hid something.” “That is different.” Kate shook her head. “Don’t even try to defend yourself, Tyler. I’m still angry with you too.” Tyler looked between the two women. “I brought coffee, and somehow I’m being attacked.” Marilyn picked up the cup and inspected it. “You should be grateful that I’m even accepting this.” “I knew coffee would soften your heart.” “It hasn’t.” But Marilyn took a sip. Tyler smiled.

Chapter Eighty-Three

For the rest of the afternoon, Marilyn expected Raymond to call her into his office. But he didn't. Every time his door opened, she looked up almost automatically, expecting him to call her name. But Raymond was too busy. One meeting ended and another began. Executives moved in and out of his office, while Madison continued adjusting his schedule and taking calls. Marilyn eventually stopped worrying about the Tyler incident and returned her full attention to work. Still, she could not help smiling whenever she remembered Raymond’s expression. He was really jealous. There was no other explanation for it. And the thought did something strange to her heart. Her phone suddenly began to ring. When she glanced at the screen. It was from the hospital. Her smile disappeared immediately. She quickly answered. “Hello?” “Good afternoon. May I speak with Miss Marilyn Oxford?” “This is Marilyn.” The woman introduced herself as one of the nurses responsible for Elizabeth’s care. Mari

Chapter Eighty-Four

By the time the last executive left Raymond’s office, the entire floor had become quiet. Most of the employees had already gone home. Madison had left a few minutes earlier after wishing Marilyn goodnight, and now only Marilyn and Raymond remained on the executive floor. Marilyn cleared the last document from her desk and glanced toward Raymond’s office who was still inside. Through the glass wall, she could see him leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed. He looked too exhausted. It had been a long day filled with meetings, calls and discussions about an important government tourism project Stewart Crown Resorts was competing for. Marilyn had heard enough throughout the day to understand how badly Raymond wanted the contract. Ashford Resorts wanted it too. And whenever Victor Ashford’s company was involved, Raymond became even more determined to win. Marilyn picked up her handbag and walked toward his office. She pushed the door open quietly. Raymond opened his eyes im

Chapter Eighty-Five

The news about Raymond’s trip came late the previous evening. One of Stewart Crown Resorts’ properties in another city had developed a problem that required his presence, and by morning, everything had already been arranged for him to leave. Marilyn knew it was only business. She also knew he would probably be gone for only a few days. Still, when she opened her eyes that morning and saw his suitcase standing near the bedroom door, something inside her sank. She remained quiet beneath the blanket. Raymond was already awake and standing near the closet, fastening the cuff of his shirt. Marilyn watched him without saying anything. He looked exactly like he did every morning. Calm. Serious. Already prepared for whatever the day had waiting for him. Only this morning, he was preparing to leave her. The thought made Marilyn frown slightly. Why did she even think of it like that? He was only traveling for work. Raymond looked toward the bed and caught her staring. “What?” Mar

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Chapter Eighty-One

Chapter Eighty-Two

Chapter Eighty-Three

Chapter Eighty-Four

Chapter Eighty-Five