C4

In a trance, I could still hear the man's strong heartbeat, dong, dong, dong...

Wow, my head hurts...

I squinted my eyes and rubbed my temples.

Teresa's sharp voice was like an axe that came down on her head, "Margie, why aren't you getting up?"

"You bastard, you killed me..."

Teresa pulled open the blanket on my body. I shuddered and sat up from the bed.

In the spacious room, there was a snow-white blanket.

"Where is this?" I rubbed my eyes and asked.

"This is a hotel. You drank like a dead pig last night." Teresa was so angry that she rubbed her forehead, "Margie, ah Margie, do you know that you've caused me so much trouble?"

"I?" I looked at Teresa blankly, "How did I hurt you?"

Teresa stomped her feet in frustration. “Did you know what you did last night?”

I was confused again, "I don't know. Didn't I go to drink with you?"

I tried my best to recall. I only remembered that after I drank a glass of wine, I seemed to have bumped into a man.

"Yes, I think I bumped into a man." I rubbed my eyes and complained, "What did you drink for me? My head is aching."

"Do you have a headache? Do you know that I'm about to die?" Teresa wanted to cry but had no tears. She sat on the bed and said, "Do you know who the man you bumped into last night was?"

"Who is it?" I was curious as well.

She smiled bitterly, "It's all about that Allan. You bumped into him."

I was stunned for a moment, then immediately felt guilty. I stammered, "Isn't it just... Isn't it just a bump? How could a man be so calculative?"

Teresa immediately jumped up and glared at him. "Did you really just hit him? Do you know how much you vomited on his body? Do you know how much you even ripped off his tie, hugged his waist, and scolded him for being a jerk?"

Teresa counted with her fingers, "A set of Armani high-end suit would cost at least 100,000 yuan, and a Gucci tie would cost at least 10,000 yuan. Also, that guy has a germaphobia..."

Hearing these astronomical figures, my mouth opened into an O-shape, and I immediately became clear-headed.

100,000 yuan?

What... What kind of clothes were these? They were obviously made of money.

Even if I saved up all my money for a year, I wouldn't be able to save up that much, not to mention that I still had to take care of my sick brother...

Margie, Margie, what the hell are you doing?

Furthermore, you were hugging her and refusing to let go, treating her as that bastard, did you take the wrong medicine?

Shame on you, so much so that you would die of embarrassment...

I slapped my forehead and asked Teresa nervously, "Then... Did that Allan say anything about me compensating him?"

Teresa sighed and shook her head. "That's not what I meant. It's just that you didn't see how dark his face was..."

Teresa rubbed her hair. "That's great. I don't even dare to go to class."

I looked at Theresa apologetically, "I'm sorry."

Teresa shrugged and sighed again. "Forget it. It's all my fault. I knew you wouldn't drink, but I still let you drink so much. At most... At most, I will resign."

Hearing that, I immediately became anxious. "That won't do. Your job is so good. How can you say that you won't do it?"

"But Allan is famous for being the King of Hell. Those who offend him will not have a good ending." Teresa pouted helplessly, "He must have remembered me last night. I have to go to work. I'm afraid that he will find a reason to make things difficult for me. At that time, I'll die even more miserably."

A man with such a narrow mind.

I cursed in my heart, but at the same time, I felt guilty and uneasy.

I was the one who caused this. How could I let Theresa bear the consequences?

Although Teresa's family background was not bad, the employment rate was low. It was not easy for a woman to get a good job.

I stared at Theresa and said, "Don't resign, I... I'll go and apologize to Allan."

Teresa was stunned for a moment before she exclaimed, "Are you crazy? He is Allen …"

"I'm sincerely apologizing. Besides, I did dirty his clothes." I pursed my lips. My heart was actually beating fast.

What if Allan asked me to compensate him?

How could I afford a hundred thousand yuan?

But if I don't go and apologize, Teresa will resign. I can't let her lose her job.

I struggled in my heart. I ruthlessly pulled at my messy hair.

Teresa advised me, "Don't go. You can find another job if you lose your job. But you can't afford to offend someone like Allan." She frowned and analyzed, "Last night, he didn't pursue you because you were drunk and in front of so many people. He wanted to maintain his composure, so he let you go. But if you go and apologize alone, won't you be hitting the gun?"

"Then what should I do?" I hammered my head in distress, "If you really lose my job because of me, how will I face you in the future?"

"I'm fine …" Teresa comforted me, "Anyway, with my ability, it's easy to find another job." She then said with a face full of pity, "But then again, the platform of the Graham Group is very good. After leaving the Graham Group, it won't be easy to find another job …"

Teresa's words made me feel even more guilty. At the same time, I felt like a heavy stone pressing down on my heart.

Teresa wouldn't blame me, but I couldn't help but blame myself.

Although I said that I didn't want to apologize, I secretly made up my mind.

When I returned to the rented house and saw the mess on the ground, I sat on the sofa powerlessly.

There was still the smell of Carol in the room, but his heart was no longer there.

Three years of feelings were gone just like that.

He leaned against the back of the sofa tiredly and his phone suddenly rang.

He rubbed his forehead and took out his phone from his pocket.

It was a call from his aunt.

'Could it be that something happened to my brother?' My heart skipped a beat as I hurriedly pressed the answer button.

"Is it Margie?" Aunt's voice sounded tired.

I immediately replied, "Yes, I am Margie." Then, I quickly asked, "Did something happen to Mathew?"

Mathew was my biological younger brother, who was only eight years old this year.

Four years ago, a car accident took my parents away. At that time, my four-year-old brother was in the car...

At the moment of the collision, his mother protected him and saved his life. At that time, Mathew witnessed his parents' death, so he became autistic.

In the past few years, I had been living a frugal life and even sold all sorts of trash to earn money to pay for Mathew's medical expenses every month.

In the few years I was in A City, I was taken care of by my aunt in the countryside.

The other end of the phone was silent for half a minute.

Finally, her aunt sighed and said, "Margie, last night, Mathew secretly went to your parents' graves again. Your uncle and I searched for him for half a night..."

Aunt's voice was hoarse and tired. It was obvious that she was in a bad mood.

I frowned and said apologetically, "Aunt, I'm sorry. We siblings have burdened you and your uncle."

"Margie, don't say that. The two of you are also miserable children. I am also very worried about this."

Aunt's voice was a bit low. It was obvious that she had something to say to me.

I clenched my phone and asked, "Aunt, do you have something to say to me?"

Aunt was silent for a long time. After a long time, she finally opened her mouth and said, "Margie, your cousin sister-in-law is pregnant..."

I quickly congratulated her, "This is a good thing. I should congratulate my cousin first."

"But your cousin sister-in-law also said that when she gives birth to the child, I will take care of her. As for Matthew..." Her aunt's voice stopped as she was at a loss for words.

Frowning, I knew that it must be because my aunt could not accept him.

Mathew had autism after all...

I didn't want to make things difficult for Aunt, so I spoke first, "Aunt, I have been working for three years, and now I rented a house. I want to... I want to take Mathew over and live with me in a few days."

His aunt's tone was filled with guilt, "Margie, it's not that I don't want to take care of Mathew..."

"I know. I know. I have been working hard for you and Uncle for all these years..."

After hanging up the phone, I let out a long sigh.

Mathew was my only relative. From now on, I have to take good care of him.

As for Carroll and Susan, I hope I never see them again...

Standing up, I quietly stood under the window.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and the people on the street were bustling with excitement as they rushed to their destinations.

In A City, no one would stop moving forward because of a broken heart, nor would anyone stop to comfort you because of your pain.

Therefore, I have to work hard...

Only by working hard can I make all those negative emotions disappear. Only then can I and Mathew live a better life in A City.

I crossed my arms over my chest, and my eyes narrowed.

Right now, there was something very important waiting for me to do.

Allan.

The noon sun was very hot, and my skin was burning with pain.

I carried my bag and stood in front of the door of the dazzling jewelry company of the Graham Group, looking up. No, I was looking up with a look of worship and even admiration.

The skyscrapers in front of me were fifty to sixty floors tall. They looked very grand. Just by looking at the office building, I could tell how wealthy the Graham Group was.

I had heard from Teresa before that all the employees who worked in the Graham Group were elites from various schools. Of course, connections were the most important resource in the modern society. If you didn't have a background, it wouldn't be easy to enter the Graham Group.

Although I was also a top student from a 985 school, I didn't have any background in A City. For a big company like the Graham Group, I just wanted to think about it...

The phone rang. It was Theresa.

Before I came here, I sent a message to Teresa.

The voice on the other end of the phone was very anxious, "Margie, are you crazy? I already told you not to apologize, why are you still going?"

"Don't worry about it. Someone has to deal with the trouble that I've caused." I did not give Teresa a chance to speak and hung up the phone.

Taking a deep breath, I walked into the spiral door of the building.

"May I ask, which floor is Mr. Graham on?" I mustered up my courage and asked the receptionist politely.

The receptionist was a very coquettish girl. Her large breasts seemed to be about to rip the buttons of her shirt apart.

She glanced at me and lazily asked, "Are you looking for our Mr. Graham? Do you have an appointment?"

I coughed and shook my head, "No..."