I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Meredith was worried that Justin would find it difficult to evict his own family from the apartment. Such an action could easily be exploited by people with certain intention against Justin. She also feared that Justin might not have the heart to follow through with it.

However, Justin shook his head, "This is my family matter, and I must be the one to handle it. I've hidden away here for a day for peace; how can I let you handle everything?"

Terrence Sterling nodded, "Alright, how many men do you need?"

"Four should be enough," Justin replied, expressing his gratitude.

Meredith wanted to say more, but Terrence Sterling gave her a look, signaling her to let it be. This was something Justin had to do himself. Hiding behind a woman was no way for a man to act. As a man, he needed to take responsibility. Justin had not responded to any comments online over the past few days, wanting to see just how shameless Mr. Thatcher and his people could be.

Back in their room, Meredith expressed her concern, "Justin is soft-hearted, I'm worried he won't be able to go through with it tomorrow."

"He needs to do this himself, whether he can handle it or not," Terrence Sterling said, caressing Meredith's stomach, a gesture he cherished daily now. "It seems like your belly has grown a bit."

Lying down, Meredith noticed her slightly bulging belly. The thought of a little life growing inside warmed both their hearts, filled with anticipation.

Meredith smiled, "Our little Lucky seems like a good baby, and never troubles me much."

"Our baby will definitely be smart," Terrence Sterling said, wrapping his arms around Meredith's waist. "My dear, let's sleep."

Meredith yawned, feeling sleepy as she snuggled closer in his arms. She wanted to sleep but kept thinking about Justin's situation.

Meredith playfully poked Terrence Sterling's chest, then his waist, and his belly...

He caught her hand, "Stop poking, it tickles."

Meredith retorted, "Oh, so you can poke me but I can't poke you?"

"When did I poke you..." Terrence Sterling started to say but then realized what she meant and a smile spread across his face.

His smile was slightly embarrassed, as if he wanted to laugh but was trying to hold it back, which made Meredith laugh as well. Indeed, it was Terrence Sterling's "poke" that led to the baby.

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Terrence Sterling playfully tapped Meredith's forehead, his eyes full of affection, "What on earth have you been thinking recently?"

"You," Meredith replied, holding his hand, her eyes sparkling like they were filled with stars. "Every day when you're at work, I think of you, waiting for you to come home."

"If that's the case, then I might never want to leave home," Terrence Sterling said, kissing the back of her hand. "There's an event next Monday. Come with me. It's just a visit to the mall, checking the stores, and there will be some promotion stuff."

Meredith looked at him, "If I go, won't the whole country know I'm Terrence Sterling's wife?"

"That's bound to make the headlines."

"Who else would you be?" Terrence Sterling replied. "Of course, you should stand by my side, let everyone know."

He had been cautious before, worried that his enemies might target Meredith. Now, he wanted her to stand openly by his side.

Meredith smiled, "Okay."

That night, Meredith slept well.

Justin, on the other hand, was restless, sitting up all night in his room. Tomorrow, he faced a tough battle, against his own family. The next day.

As soon as it was light, Justin, accompanied by four bodyguards provided by Terrence Sterling, set out. They hid in the stairwell until Mrs. Thatcher left with Gemma for school. Only then did Justin and the bodyguards burst into the apartment. Mr. Thatcher and Tristan were discussing how to force Justin to sell the apartment for money over breakfast when Justin and his men entered.

The presence of the four bodyguards immediately imposed an intimidating atmosphere.

Mr. Thatcher stood up, pointing at Justin, "Ainsley, what do you mean by this? Why do you bring so many people to our home? How dare you show your face after all the atrocious things you've done? We have decided, you just sell the apartment to compensate Gemma and your brother, and we can put this behind us."

Justin just coldly glanced at Mr. Thatcher and Tristan, then told the bodyguards, "Please, go ahead and get them out."