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Story: His Ex Was the Wife
My mother gave a mysterious smile and said nothing else.
The following day, I drove my new car, overcome with emotion.
When I first met Nick, his company was still in its early stages and not particularly large.
Understanding his struggles, I never allowed him to buy me expensive gifts or spend money on me.
After graduating from college, I married him and went straight to work for his company, assisting him with everything from client meetings to being his assistant and meeting all of his needs.
He once offered to buy me a car, but I declined without even thinking about it. As I learnt more about his struggles, I became less willing to spend money on myself.
Later, when his company grew and he made a lot of money, he never mentioned buying me a car again.
Looking back now, if he truly loved me, how could he have ignored my needs?
Today, I was going to Nick’s company to resign.
As I pulled into the parking lot, I noticed the film crew preparing for a shoot.
Nick was impeccably dressed, standing beside Gianna and her son Damian, and the three of them appeared to be a natural, happy family.
When my car arrived, it immediately drew everyone’s attention.
Somebody exclaimed, “Mr. Ashford, your company is extremely wealthy if its employees drive such nice cars to work!”
All eyes turned toward me.
I calmly exited the car and approached the three of them.
Gianna’s eyes were full of jealousy.
Nick’s expression changed as he lowered his voice and asked me, “Why are you here? The film crew is still present. Can’t it wait until they leave?”
I smiled and exclaimed loudly, “Mr. Ashford, I am here to resign.”
Nick was stunned, and before he could respond, Gianna exclaimed beside him.
“Oh, why are you wearing the same necklace as me?”
That’s when I noticed she was wearing a sapphire necklace, just like the one my father had given me.
Someone immediately asked, “Isn’t this necklace meant to be one-of-a-kind?”
“Yes, didn’t Gianna mention it was a surprise gift from Mr. Ashford for their wedding anniversary?”
I wasn’t flustered because I knew mine was genuine.
Gianna knew she was in the wrong, and she burst into tears as she leaned against Nick.
Crying for the cameras, she said, “Helen, I know you like my husband and have always fantasised about replacing me as his girlfriend, but you can’t be this obsessed with him.
“You found out my husband gave me a one-of-a-kind necklace, so you bought a fake one pretending he gave it to you. This isn’t the first time you’ve done something like this. Please stop. Don’t ruin my family, okay?”
I was very impressed by her acting abilities. If I hadn’t known the truth, I might have believed her.
At that point, someone pointed to the car and said, “I bet that car is also rented; she’s just pretending to be rich to hook Mr. Ashford.”
Angered, I took the car registration out of my bag and held it up for them to see, “This car is mine; please don’t make false accusations.”
Another voice rang out.
“So you’re not only trying to seduce my sister’s husband as a mistress, but you’re also stealing company money!”
I turned to face the company’s financial director, Nathan Brookridge, Gianna’s younger brother. She begged Nick to give her brother a job back then.
I had objected, believing that the finance department should be staffed with trustworthy individuals.
But Nick had stated that as Gianna’s brother, he was considered one of their own.
I never expected him to suddenly turn against me like this.
When I started at the company, Nick never publicly announced our relationship, claiming he was afraid people would call it a family business and criticise it.
The following day, I drove my new car, overcome with emotion.
When I first met Nick, his company was still in its early stages and not particularly large.
Understanding his struggles, I never allowed him to buy me expensive gifts or spend money on me.
After graduating from college, I married him and went straight to work for his company, assisting him with everything from client meetings to being his assistant and meeting all of his needs.
He once offered to buy me a car, but I declined without even thinking about it. As I learnt more about his struggles, I became less willing to spend money on myself.
Later, when his company grew and he made a lot of money, he never mentioned buying me a car again.
Looking back now, if he truly loved me, how could he have ignored my needs?
Today, I was going to Nick’s company to resign.
As I pulled into the parking lot, I noticed the film crew preparing for a shoot.
Nick was impeccably dressed, standing beside Gianna and her son Damian, and the three of them appeared to be a natural, happy family.
When my car arrived, it immediately drew everyone’s attention.
Somebody exclaimed, “Mr. Ashford, your company is extremely wealthy if its employees drive such nice cars to work!”
All eyes turned toward me.
I calmly exited the car and approached the three of them.
Gianna’s eyes were full of jealousy.
Nick’s expression changed as he lowered his voice and asked me, “Why are you here? The film crew is still present. Can’t it wait until they leave?”
I smiled and exclaimed loudly, “Mr. Ashford, I am here to resign.”
Nick was stunned, and before he could respond, Gianna exclaimed beside him.
“Oh, why are you wearing the same necklace as me?”
That’s when I noticed she was wearing a sapphire necklace, just like the one my father had given me.
Someone immediately asked, “Isn’t this necklace meant to be one-of-a-kind?”
“Yes, didn’t Gianna mention it was a surprise gift from Mr. Ashford for their wedding anniversary?”
I wasn’t flustered because I knew mine was genuine.
Gianna knew she was in the wrong, and she burst into tears as she leaned against Nick.
Crying for the cameras, she said, “Helen, I know you like my husband and have always fantasised about replacing me as his girlfriend, but you can’t be this obsessed with him.
“You found out my husband gave me a one-of-a-kind necklace, so you bought a fake one pretending he gave it to you. This isn’t the first time you’ve done something like this. Please stop. Don’t ruin my family, okay?”
I was very impressed by her acting abilities. If I hadn’t known the truth, I might have believed her.
At that point, someone pointed to the car and said, “I bet that car is also rented; she’s just pretending to be rich to hook Mr. Ashford.”
Angered, I took the car registration out of my bag and held it up for them to see, “This car is mine; please don’t make false accusations.”
Another voice rang out.
“So you’re not only trying to seduce my sister’s husband as a mistress, but you’re also stealing company money!”
I turned to face the company’s financial director, Nathan Brookridge, Gianna’s younger brother. She begged Nick to give her brother a job back then.
I had objected, believing that the finance department should be staffed with trustworthy individuals.
But Nick had stated that as Gianna’s brother, he was considered one of their own.
I never expected him to suddenly turn against me like this.
When I started at the company, Nick never publicly announced our relationship, claiming he was afraid people would call it a family business and criticise it.