Chapter 149
They still couldn’t let go of their suspicions.
All I could say was, “If anything in my personal life affects the project, I’m willing to take full responsibility. I can even write it into the contract. I’ll use compensation as a way to show my
sincerity.”
Only then did they finally seem to relax a little, nodding in response.
“Alright then. We’ll be waiting to see your sincerity, Ms. Sawyer.”
When I heard them call me “Ms. Sawyer,” I realized that this title actually had its perks.
At the very least, it felt good to hear it.
When I woke up after slitting my wrists, everything about the world felt strange. They all told me I
was Jonathan’s wife.
At first, I was happy, but I quickly noticed something odd–everyone kept calling me “Ms. Sawyer.”
No one ever called me “Mrs. Ford.”
The way they treated Alicia was like she was the one who was truly Jonathan’s wife.
At first, that made me sick to my stomach. I was angry and bitter. But now, to my surprise, I’ve started to feel like “Ms. Sawyer” was the name that actually belonged to me.
It turned out, love or no love… The difference really was that big.
The negotiations were finally wrapping up. Frederick and I walked them back to their rooms.
I’d planned to stay at the hotel tonight. As I turned to head back, Frederick called after me. “Want to grab something to eat?”
I paused. “It’s pretty late. You mean a midnight snack?”
“Yeah. Aren’t you hungry?”
“Kinda… But maybe I’ll just stay hungry. Think of it as dieting.”
Frederick gave me a helpless look. “We’re supposed to be siblings now. Are you afraid of us going out together, just the two of us?”
I sighed. “It’s not that I’m scared. I just honestly don’t feel like going out.”
“Alright then,” he said. “I’ll head back to my room. If you need anything, just let me know.”
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