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I replied with resignation. “Let's do it!”

The silence pressed against me until it felt like it might shatter me completely. I opened my laptop. The cursor blinked on a blank page like a heartbeat, steady and unrelenting. Subject: Resignation Letter To: Mr. Andrew Sterling Sir, Thank you for the opportunity to work at Sterling Holdings. Due to recent events, I believe it is best for both of us if I resign from my position, effective immediately. Respectfully, Lily Hart. My fingers trembled as I typed my name. The finality of it broke something in me. Before hitting send, I stared at the screen — remembering his voice, his rare smiles, his hand brushing mine that night at the club.

“Can’t do what?” I took a step closer, fighting to keep my voice steady, though it quivered despite my efforts. “Work here. With you. With… everything. I can’t pretend anymore. I can’t keep feeling this… this constant ache.” My hands fumbled in my bag, finally gripping the envelope tightly. Shock crossed his face as he stood abruptly, chair scraping against the floor. “You’re leaving?” “Yes,” I whispered, my voice barely audible even to me. “I’m resigning. Effective immediately.”

he muttered with a fond smile. I swear, I wanted to break those wine bottles on their faces. The nerve of these two flirting in front of me! Watching Preston, I knew this was my moment. I let out a heavy sigh and reached into my bag and pulled out my resignation letter. "Preston," I said, stepping forward, "One of my friends has a family emergency and I need to leave. I need to be there for her so I'll need you to approve this." Technically, HR should've handled it but since it was me, the HR manager had sent the letter back to me directly.

Without giving him leverage to prod me for a thorough explanation, I walked to my car, got into it, and drove home. First thing tomorrow morning, I will tender my resignation. I would rather eat a mixture of grass and mud than continue working for Fernando.

******* The next morning, I knocked on the door to his office after standing behind the door for about ten minutes, clenching my resignation letter in hand. I heard someone answer from behind the door, “Come in,” he said. I entered and stood a good distance away from his table. “Good morning, sir,” I uttered shyly. I didn't get any response. “I'm here to tender my resignation letter. Sir, I'd like to say that I really appreciate this opportunity, but I don't want to work here anymore. Here it is,” I said, moving forward to drop the letter on his table. As I lifted my hand, I heard him say without looking up at me, “You can't resign, Bella.”

" She laughed softly and kept eating. When I returned back to my office, I couldn’t stop thinking about whether I should really resign. Even if I try to explain myself…they wouldn’t believe me. I couldn’t keep living with the silent judgment anymore. I should quit. It seemed like is the best choice for me right now. I could start looking for another job, though it might be hard to find one as good as this. But I would need to trim my expenses and manage with that. Perhaps I would get a promotion and a salary increase afterward. Before I could change my mind, I scribbled my resignation letter and slipped it into my pocket. As I left my office, I saw Serena coming toward me. These are the doc

“I know, Dana. I know.” I delete the line and start again: “Dear Derek, Please access this letter as notice of my resignation . . .” My hands tremble so badly the cursor jumps so I stop. My lips quiver. I cover my face with both palms and the tears come rushing out, a whole fountain of it. Derek says gently, “Dana, talk to me first. Please. Don’t do something rash.” “It’s not rash,” I whisper. “I’m quitting.” “Yeah, I heard you.” He pulls the extra chair over and sits facing me. “But let’s talk. What happened? Is it Alex? Jodie?”

His gaze was intense, filled with deep affection. Larissa lowered her head to dodge his gaze and pulled her hand away. She sighed, "Mr. Rogers, I'll just be frank. Whether you approve my resignation or not, I'm leaving. If you choose to approve it, I'll continue for another month and get all the work sorted out before leaving. If you don't, I won't come to work starting tomorrow. I'm prepared to forgo this month's salary." Edmund stared at her for a long time and realized she wasn't joking. Only then did he return to his seat and become serious. "Okay. I'll inform the HR Department to begin the necessary procedures for your resignation."

And the first thing I need to do is to stay away from him. "I will be submitting my resignation letter tonight," I informed mom as I stood up and left for my room. Writing a resignation letter is tiresome. I might as well start now. Please vote, share, and comment. Thanks 😘😘😘 Amirablessing🌹🌹🌹