Loveless Marriage

Isabella looked down at Heather with an seeming force, "The few projects in my department are already halfway done. Are you sure that you can handle them? Aren't you afraid that some mishap you make may displease our partners?"

Heather placed both her hands on the table lightly, her eyebrows raised, as she laughed proudly and confidently, "You feels that Marketing's experience is inferior to your department's novice?"

Saying that the smile on her lips deepened, "Get your people to cooperate with mine to complete the projects. What do you think, Miss Jones?"

"..." Isabella pressed her lips together tightly, and her expression turned a little cold.

Mr. Smith suddenly interrupted, "Alright, let's do it like this for now."

As he spoke, he looked at Isabella again, and his tone became slightly more gentle, "Isabella, rest well at home during this period. Your monthly salary is as usual. If there is any issue, I'll send someone over to inform you immediately."

Isabella clenched her five fingers.

Seeing Mr. Smith's attitude, there was no room for compromise anymore. She had to take this holiday today and in front of so many people, there was no chance for him to go back on his words. Heather also seized this opportunity to ridicule and mock her. No matter what she said, she would refute it.

After being silent for two seconds, she lowered her head in a good attitude and said lightly, "I understand Mr. Smith, I will investigate this matter and give you an explanation. As for work matters, I ..." "There's no need to trouble you. Regarding the work, I will make your department's people prepare to send it to me. I think you've been working hard recently. You should go back early to rest, otherwise ... There will be quite a few people who should worry..." Heather indifferently interrupted her as she glanced at her with eyes full of ridicule.

Isabella secretly clenched her teeth, endured her surging anger, and coldly looked at her for a long time. After that, she closed her eyes, and without saying a word, she left the conference room.

Along the way, Isabella bit her lips and her breathing gradually became more hurried. The cold aura on her face was nearing the freezing point.

She stood at the entrance for a few seconds, took a deep breath and calmed herself down. She pushed open the door and entered, waving at John, "Follow me."

John immediately stood up and followed her.

Everyone noticed her unsightly expression, but no one dared to step forward and ask.

A few minutes later, Isabella carried a box and came out, seeing that everyone had regained their smiles.

Everyone was startled, their expressions slowly changing. Someone could not hold it in anymore and asked, "Miss Jones, what are you doing?"

"Miss Jones, you aren't leaving are you?"

Someone immediately stood up and anxiously asked, "Miss Jones, how can you leave? We don't believe those articles at all, and we know about your relationship with Miller. "

"That's right, how can Mr. Smith let you go? We'll go and find him and explain everything. "

Seeing that someone was about to leave, Isabella frowned, then spoke calmly, "Stop, all of you calm down. I still have something to tell you."

"Miss Jones, you can't leave!" said some girl with tears in her eyes.

Isabella put down the chest, sighed, and looked at everyone guiltily, "Sorry. I am an irresponsible superior, and have implicated all of you."

Everyone's face revealed a hint of sadness as they looked at her with extreme reluctance.

"No, Miss Jones. You're fine. I don't want you to leave."

Isabella's heart surged with a warm current. She smiled emotionally and said, "I'm not leaving, I'm just temporarily leaving everyone for some time. It can be considered as some sort of vacation. You guys should be happy for me."

"However, all of your efforts are probably in vain. John will arrange your future work. Don't be angry. It all because of me."

Saying that, her tone paused as she muttered to herself, "After... we investigate this matter properly, I will give you guys an explanation."

Her staff didn't disappoint her. If she could come back, she would definitely tell them about the pregnancy.

This matter was too sudden, no one expected Isabella to leave, and after bidding farewell to everyone in the unit, Isabella carried her things and left the company with a heavy expression. Minh chased out with a complicated expression, "Miss Jones."

Isabella stopped and turned to look at him, frowning, "What are you doing here? If you have anything to say, you can just call me. I've already implicated you. After I leave, the company's people will still look at you weirdly. I hope you won't take it to heart."

She only considered him to be her little brother and wanted to nurture him well, so she usually stayed close to him. She didn't expect that someone would make use of this opportunity.

"I don't care, I don't care what they say, but in the whole company I'm the only one who knows you the best, those articles are obviously about someone behind your back, I'll find out."

Isabella laughed, but there was no smile in her eyes, "Can't you tell? Benton itself is an IT company, so isn't it simple to find out the person who sent the photos online? But why don't they do it? It's because what they care about is not who did this, but the credibility of the incident itself. Those photos already explain everything, the suspension is just a delay to make the final decision, and it should be the most proper solution, isn't it?"

Minh frowned, "But the reality is different. Why do you have to compromise?"

"I don't want to embarrass everyone before I find out. Besides, it's not something that can be explained in a word or two."

Her relationship with Christian had been hiding it from everyone from the beginning. If she wanted to prove it, she had to start from the beginning, and in the end, even the matter of her pregnancy had to be told to everyone.

"But once you go back, someone will immediately go to your position." Minh More warned her in a low voice, his eyes flickering with a strange light.

Isabella smiled casually, "Aren't you guys still here? "Then help me keep watch. Work hard and wait for me to come back."

Minh More stiffly clenched his fists, he looked at her with profound eyes, If there was someone who took your position, would you return?

Isabella was startled, then smiled faintly, "If there was someone who took my position, would the company still want me? Since even God wants me to rest, then I will take a good rest. Being a pregnant woman is really tiring."

Her face was calm, her heart still heavy, but she didn't want them to worry.

Minh no longer spoke, and only calmly looked at her.

After letting him go back, Isabella carried the box and walked to the round plaza alone. There was a sense of loneliness on his back.

With a few steps, she placed the box beside her. On the steps next to the fountain, she rested her hands on her knees to support her chin, a thoughtful expression on her face.

Who was the one behind all of this?‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒

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