I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Meredith saw off Darcy DuMont and stayed alone in the hospital room with Terrence. To keep him from feeling lonely or anxious, and to let him know she was always by his side, she held his hand, told him jokes, and shared funny stories about their daughter. She wanted to make him happy.

As her husband, Terrence understood Meredith's intentions. He gently squeezed her hand. "Meredith, don't worry about me. I'm really fine. It's just that I can't see. Having you by my side and being alive is already a blessing. Initially, I found it hard to accept, but over the past few days, I've realized that nothing is better than being alive."

When he jumped from the car, he was prepared to die. Waking up and seeing Meredith again, even if he couldn't watch their daughter grow up, he felt lucky to be able to stay with her.

Meredith reached out to touch his eyes. She had always thought his eyes were beautiful, deep like the stars. "Honey," she said, placing his hand against her face and inhaling the familiar scent from his hand, which gave her comfort. "Meredith, no matter what response we get from the Celestial Alliance, don't investigate further," Terrence advised. "Nothing is more important than your safety."

Terrence also worried about Meredith facing retaliation. With his blindness, many things were inconvenient for him to do, and he couldn't protect Meredith as well.

Meredith agreed. "Okay, I know what to do." She valued her life too; she had a daughter and a husband, so safety came first.

Soon, the ophthalmology experts discussed a plan; Terrence needed surgery on his eyes, but the success rate was low and they had to find a suitable cornea donor. As long as there was hope, Meredith would try.

Meanwhile, in Ravenwood.

With Terrence back, Grandma Sterling could finally rest easy and went to her room for a nap. Stella went to accompany her granddaughter while Julian prepared to check on Leyton in the backyard when the butler approached him. "Sir, someone is here to see you."

Julian asked, "Who is it?"

The butler replied, "The person claims their surname is Hawthorne and wants to see their grandmother."

"Hawthorne?" Julian repeated. "Do we know any Hawthornes? I'll go take a look."

Julian went personally to check. At the door stood a black luxury car. As he stepped out, a man got out of the driver's seat and respectfully opened the door of the back seat.

Damien said, "Master, please get out."

Reginald Hawthorne stepped out of the car, one foot first. Julian craned his neck to see a middle-aged man with a buzz cut and a mole on his chin. He felt the man was familiar but couldn't immediately recall where he had seen him before. "Who are you?" Julian scrutinized the man up and down; that mole seemed very familiar.

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Reginald Hawthorne smiled kindly. "Julian, don't you recognize me? I'm Reginald."

"Reginald?" Julian was shocked. "You're Reginald? Is it really you?"

Reginald had been away for thirty years-not three years-so much had changed that Julian couldn't recognize him at first glance. But that mole was unique to Reginald; it still showed traces of his former self. Julian was both astonished and excited. "Reginald! It's really you! Thirty years without seeing you; you're still alive! I thought you died in some business accident since you never came back all these years." Julian spoke without restraint due to his excitement, saying whatever came to mind.

Hearing Julian curse Reginald Hawthorne as dead made Damien emit a murderous aura.

Reginald Hawthorne subtly signaled Damien to restrain himself and then smiled at Julian. "Julian, it's me; I'm back."

"Come inside quickly," Julian said joyfully as he pulled Reginald Hawthorne into the house. "By the way, the butler mentioned Mr. Hawthorne earlier; who is Mr. Hawthorne?"

Reginald Hawthorne explained, "Because of my business ventures overseas, I changed my name. Now I'm called Reginald Hawthorne."

Hearing this made Julian's expression change. "Reginald, why did you change your name? It sounds so odd."

Julian took on an authoritative tone as he scolded Reginald Hawthorne.

In thirty years, only Julian dared to scold Reginald Hawthorne like this.

Reginald's face showed displeasure while Damien glared menacingly at Julian.

Julian asked bluntly, "Reginald, who is this? Why does he look so hostile? This kid has no manners; he didn't even greet us."

Anyone else speaking like this to Reginald Hawthorne or Damien wouldn't live past the next day; Julian was an exception.