Love You Can’t Say

I was a bit freaked out looking at the different reactions of the people at the conference table. Hank was being too frank.

JD Technology Co., Ltd. had what it took to succeed. It wouldn’t end up like what Hank just said.

A few moments later, Stones finally spoke, with his eyes looking at Hank, “Mr. Gibson, are you planning to invest in AI’s research and development?”

Hank nodded, “Positive!”

The others at the conference table were simply investors. They didn’t know much about technology and didn’t have much say in this matter. So they all looked at Stones, waiting for his answer.

After a long while, Stones Washington stood up from his seat, walked towards Hank Gibson, reached his hand towards Hank and said, “Mr. Gibson, pleasure to partner with you.”

I was, for sure, surprised. Finally I realized that they had made a deal.

After that, they signed the contract. After the lawyers of both parties had read the contract, Stones looked at Hank and I, and he said, “The two of you came all the way here from City P. It was such a long travel. How about I buy you both dinner tonight? I’ve made a reservation at the Lucky Forks Restaurant as a warm welcome to you and a celebration to our partnership.”

After signing the contract, that new partners initiated a discussion over a business dinner together about the cooperation was the usual norm. Either Stones or Hank would ask the question and set the dinner up if the other party didn’t – It didn’t make much of a difference now that Stones just had done so.

There was a few hours away from dinner. Hank and I left JD Tech – he went to the hotel while I came back to the T Villas.

I hadn’t been in T Villas for a long time. Fortunately, it had been well taken care of, and everything was no different from before.

When I returned to the villa, the nanny hired by Dennis had already prepared food. I had no appetite, so I simply grabbed a few bites and headed back to the bedroom upstairs to rest.

I woke up early in the morning, and didn’t sleep much last night. As soon as I got into bed, I fell asleep immediately.

I vaguely felt that there was someone beside the bed, but it could be my illusion. A while later, there still seemed to be a shadow right in front of me but I couldn’t wake up.

I was so sleepy that I couldn’t open my eyes. But I vaguely felt that someone was sitting beside the bed. I felt pretty anxious, but there was nothing I could do.

Finally I got up. But I was all sweaty. And of course, there was no one else on the bed, but me – I was the only one in the bedroom.

Perhaps it was because I slept too deeply. I had been feeling completely recovered after giving birth – it might have to do with that.

I went downstairs with a headache. It was already dark outside. Seeing me walking downstairs, the nanny said, “Ma’am, your phone rang several times. Please take a look. I’m afraid it must be something urgent.”

I left my bag downstairs and went straight to my bedroom. And my phone was in the bag. After hearing what she said, I went to get my phone.

It was Hank. He couldn’t reach me after a few phone calls. So he texted instead and told me the address for dinner.

The Lucky Forks.

Second floor.

When I arrived, everyone else was already there. Seeing me rushing in, a few people joked, “Mrs. Kennedy was finally here, let’s toast to that!”

I smiled, sat down beside Hank Gibson, and ended up having to chunk down three glasses of wine.

Over the whole dinner, chitchatting was the major activity. I sat next to Hank, and he served me food from time to time.

I was used to this action of his. Stones witnessed it happen several times at the dinner table and he couldn’t help laughing, “Mrs. Kennedy seems to be well taken care of by Mr. Gibson. If we didn’t know Mrs. Kennedy is married, we would think you two were husband and wife.”

This was unintentional. But Hank and I were a bit shocked. I looked up, smiled and said, “Hank and I have been partners at work for a long time. Please go easy on us, my hubby is jealous easy.”

She was trying to be funny, and it worked – everybody burst into laughter.

Hank wasn’t having the best look at the moment. He somehow seemed upset.

I spontaneously reached my hand to get the wine glass, and Hank’s hand held mine. His voice was low and cold, “You’ve had too much to drink.”

Instantly, everyone else at the table looked at me and him. I pulled my hand back and said lightly, “Yeah, I am afraid so.”

It was quite upsetting to be seen as a circus monkey. And Hank was additionally trying to embarrass me. I felt quite anxious.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Hank continued serving me food and kept me from drinking more. But it was thoughtful of him to get me a glass of milk.

He was acting a bit uncanny. Everyone acted like it was an unspoken truth, though.

I feel a little uncomfortable. Any explanation made now would just make the situation worse.

I saw that there was a message from Dennis on the phone screen, “What are you doing, babe?”

I wrote back, “We signed the contract, and now out at dinner.”

Dennis, “Did you drink?”

I, “I did, but not that much.”

A while later, the other side sent four words, “Send me the address?”

I pursed my lips. He was in City P now and there was no way he could fly over to pick me up. I typed a few words, “Lucky Forks Restaurant. I will be on my way home soon.”

The other end of the phone was quiet. I put down my phone, got up and went to the bathroom. I just drank three glasses of white wine and felt a little dizzy.

I splashed cold water to my face in the bathroom. And when I came out, I accidentally bumped into the waiter who was serving wine.

“I’m sorry. So sorry, ma’am!” The waiter apologized.

I was a little dizzy, shook my head and waved my hand, “It’s okay, just be more careful.”

“Mrs. Kennedy!” Someone called me from behind loudly, and I looked over after a quick hesitation.

It was Jackie Wells in a wig and heavy makeup, wearing a miniskirt and looking like a nightclub girl.

I couldn’t help frowning with surprise. It was such a coincidence that we ran into each other twice on the same day, but… I had to ask, “What happened?”

She was domestically abused in the morning and came to sell alcohol in the evening. What was going on?

She lowered her head and said in a very low voice, “Mr. George has used his influence to make sure that no HR managers would hire me, neither for real estate companies and technology companies in Newton Town. But I had to make a living. So here I am.”

I was super confused, “Dennis did what?” Dennis wasn’t the best person, but he would never harm someone like this.

She looked at me, nodding lightly, “I was involved in the AC and HY Tech thing. And you were removed from the George Group because I did a lot of things that I shouldn’t have. I forged your signature on a lot of AC documents.”

I was aware of all her wrong-doings and I was absolutely mad back then. But she had been working for me for two years, that was why I gave her a verbal warning and asked her to leave the George Group.

But I didn’t know about this!

So… Dennis knew about this too?

After a pause, I looked at her and said, “This matter was water under the bridge. I will talk to Dennis when I go back. You are a skillful talent. He might just have been clouded by anger at the moment. I will solve this matter. You don’t belong here. In addition, since Steven Pearson is not the right one for you, you should find a way to leave him!”

Life happened, and it wasn’t her fault that Steven was not a good man, nor a decent husband.

I was a little dizzy, and I had been wanting to head back home early. So I patted her on the shoulder and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, she grabbed me all of a sudden. She then knelt, kneeling on the ground and started crying softly, “Mrs. Kennedy, I am so sorry! I shouldn’t have done that in the first place. I was wrong, and I’ve learned my lessons the hard way.”