Jocat Quitting Novels & Stories

Charlie was very understanding as he said, “It does not matter. Your work is important. However, you also have to take care of your body and health. Make sure you do not work too hard.” Quinn then said, “Don’t worry, Brother Charlie. Let me tell you a small secret. I’ve already decided to quit the entertainment industry indefinitely after I’m done with this concert tour.” Charlie asked puzzledly, “Aren’t you doing quite well? Why do you want to quit?”

His refusal was sharp as he simply replied, "No." The last spark of hope within her was extinguished in an instant. Her tears fell like heavy drops onto the screen, blurring the world before her. When Charlotte saw the words "Deactivate Account" on the screen, she squeezed her eyes shut and bit down on her lower lip before clicking the button. The pop-up that read "Account Deleted" felt like it stabbed straight through the heart. Jonathan withdrew his gaze indifferently. On his way out, he added, "When the police question you later, you had better be honest about how you bought the drug and used it. Explain everything clearly and honestly."

Multiple partner companies that got wind of the incident all sent notices canceling their contracts. I looked down at Vivian, and my cold gaze was devoid of emotion. "What happened between you and Earl is none of my business. I just want a divorce." Vivian's eyes turned slightly red as she tugged at my sleeve, repeating over and over, "No, I don't want a divorce. Just give me one more chance, okay?" Instead of wasting my breath, I simply pushed her out the door. Half a month later, I received a call from an unfamiliar number. On the other end was Colleen Jensen, one of Vivian's friends. She was speaking urgently.

Evan's P.O.V. "Excuse me, but I quit!" I stared at the terrified teenage girl who thought she was brave enough to make this kind of statement and get away with it even though I was the biggest bully in school. Where did she find her courage? No matter, I am about to squash her like a little bitty bug. "You quit?" I said in a condescending tone. "Is that what you are doing?" "Y...yes...I won't be doing your homework anymore o...or any other chores," she said. Her voice was shaking uncontrollably. I almost felt sorry for her.

Joy cries from across the table while she helps him with his bloody nose. Before I leave here today, he wouldn't be my Boss, and if I have my way tonight, he won't be my fiancé much longer. I need to find the right button to push to make that happen. Weaving my phone in their direction, I say, “ As of two seconds ago, you are no longer my Boss.” Looking confused, “ What are you talking about?” A bloody Jasper asks. “ I quit,” I said, weaving to them as I walked out the door. “Bye-bye.” I felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders.

She had never discussed it with anyone, not with her family, not with Ginny or Cameron. Jacqueline had hoped to talk to Mr Rossi about her decision to quit drugs but he did not want to be bothered with her, just like everybody else. He didn't want to help and she didn't blame him. He didn't have to help if he didn't want to but why it had hurt so much that he had turned her down was what she could not comprehend.

But as it would turn out, I'm a stupid, stupid, selfish man, and the thought of her leaving makes the high-walled mansion feel like a tomb. I must fix this. Not tonight, though-she needed time to lick her wounds and gather her dignity. But damage control begins tomorrow. (ZEO DELGADO'S POV) I finally did it. I quit my job at the Alchemy Bar. It was the way Jerome Pike was ogling me across the room that night, his gaze dropping to my chest with a professional, leering calculation, all while discussing some journalistic scoop with a rival reporter. I went into autopilot, handed him my apron, and walked out on the spot. When I did it, I knew it wasn't smart. That, of course, didn't seem to stop

Their usual polished and fashionista personas had all gone down the drain. After I signed the documents, I left the group chat in front of them. A system message stating, 'Madison Ziegler left,' was displayed on all their screens. "Don't ever let me see you again," I warned. Then, I put my phone in my pocket and sauntered out of the court. The sun felt warm on my face as I basked in the relief of having completely severed ties with these so-called best friends. I was now renting a luxury one-bedroom apartment near my company.

I laugh a little and Lucas smiles. "I guess I have to do this now?" He says. "Come on," I stand up and pull him up with me so we can go back downstairs. Marcus is still stood where he was while Joey is sat crying on the couch. "I've cancelled Joey's membership to Club Sin. I don't tolerate cheating of any kind," he says with a pointed look to Joey. "Joey, we need to breakup," Lucas says as he walks around the couch and sits down. "Please no Lucas! I need you!" Joey begs with puffy red eyes.

When my CEO wife, Rita Scanlond, decided to promote me as the lead in a project, I was not grateful for the offer, and I slapped every single board member present. I gave up the six‑figure salary and returned home to enjoy my life. Everyone believed I had gone crazy from immense pressure and demanded that a rebellious employee like me be fired. Rita's assistant, Hudson Cobb, made fun of me for not having any ambition and tried to replace me in the company. I laughed at the situation even though I was not compensated for being fired. This happened because Rita had insisted in my past life that we use Hudson's proposal for the project, which caused our data to be stolen and led to billions