Chapter 249 Charles, I Forgive You.
"Really?" Jesse's previously cold eyes finally showed some emotion.
Daphne nodded. "Really."
"Alright." Jesse quickly returned to normal, holding the contract and speaking to Daphne, "I reviewed those documents carefully over the holiday. No issues, you can sign."
Daphne said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Jesse said, "I'm your special assistant."
Daphne smiled slightly, feeling very touched.
She suddenly understood why Jesse had been upset about her hiring a special assistant.
It was like a fixed pair suddenly having an outsider join. She felt it was normal because she was familiar with Benjamin, but Jesse didn't know Benjamin, so he naturally felt resistant.
At ten in the morning, Benjamin arrived at the company.
Because Daphne had informed the front desk.
The staff directly opened the elevator for him, letting him up.
He thought it would be Daphne waiting for him, but to his surprise, it was Jesse.
In the lounge.
Jesse looked at the face that his boss would definitely approve of. He frowned slightly, thinking of the message Mark had sent him yesterday: [Ms. Murphy was with a particularly handsome man. Is he your rival?]
Although he had told Mark last time that his breakup was fake, Mark still believed it was true and automatically assumed the person he liked was Daphne.
"Hello, I'm Jesse, the boss's special assistant," Jesse put away his thoughts and said clearly, "Are you Mr. Reynolds?"
"Yes," Benjamin replied.
"Sign here, and I'll take you to complete the onboarding process," Jesse said seriously, "After that, I'll take you to see the boss."
Benjamin's tone was calm, "Okay."
Jesse then took him to complete everything in just over ten minutes. After finishing, they went to find Daphne.
Daphne had just finished her work and was planning to check the remaining tasks when she heard a knock on the door. "Come in."
"Ms. , your friend is here." Jesse pushed the door open, with Benjamin following behind him.
Daphne was stunned and a bit nervous.
She just stood there.
After a quick mental adjustment, she calmly gave work instructions. "Show him around the environment first, then introduce him to the staff in the secretarial department."
"Okay," Jesse agreed.
"As for his work, you arrange it." Daphne's instructions were clear. "He doesn't know much about our industry, so it's best to start from the basics."
Jesse said, "Okay."
Daphne uttered, "Go ahead."
Jesse replied, "Alright."
Jesse took Benjamin and left.
As they were leaving, Benjamin gave her a meaningful look.
Unfortunately, Daphne didn't catch it.
Fortunately, the day passed quickly, and Daphne, busy with work, temporarily ignored those feelings.
In the blink of an eye, some time it had passed.
On Friday, after assigning tasks to Jesse, Daphne went to Murphy Group.
However, she didn't expect Charles to show up that day.
Because of the cooperation between the Murphy Group and Lancelot Group, Charles had almost no obstacles coming over, just like Gavin going to the Lancelot Group.
In the parking lot.
Daphne got into her car, with Charles sitting in the passenger seat.
She didn't start the car and asked him calmly, "What do you want?"
Charles said, "It's been a month."
Daphne asked, "What?"
"It's been almost a month since Grandpa's last birthday." Charles's eyes were much softer than usual. "Your period usually fluctuates around the 20th. You should be pregnant."
One sentence brought Daphne's thoughts back.
Someone had previously asked Kayla to check if she was pregnant, probably intending to cause her trouble with this matter.
She frowned slightly and replied, "I'll tell Kayla."
"Daphne." Charles's throat moved, countless words stuck in his heart, unsure how to say them.
At this moment, he felt deeply oppressed.
He didn't want Daphne to treat him like an irrelevant person.
Even if she scolded him, it would be better.
He hoped she had some emotions towards him.
Daphne turned and met his gaze, which was filled with loneliness and complex emotions, making her heart pause.
She ignored the feeling and asked calmly, "What do you want to say?"
"Sorry." Charles's voice was hoarse, his messy hair falling over his forehead, covering his eyes, making him look utterly defeated.
He admitted he regretted it.
He regretted everything he had done.
Regretted divorcing Daphne and regretted not cherishing her.
Daphne paused; her vision blurred for a moment.
She didn't know how to describe her feelings now. Charles had said this before, but it had never felt as strong as it did now.
When they were still married, she wanted Charles to realize how wrong he was and regret it.
But now, seeing his pride crushed by an apology, she didn't feel the satisfaction of revenge.
On the contrary,She felt calm and a bit of pity.
Pity that Charles, who was so excellent, could be so foolish in love?
He should have been a perfect person.
"Sorry." Charles's head rested on the car, repeating the words.
Daphne turned to look at him.
If she still loved him, seeing him so down and sad, she would have hugged him and told him she would always support him.
But at this moment, besides a bit of pity, she had no other emotions.
Thinking of his family, who treated her well, she finally said with relief, "It's okay."
"Charles," Daphne called him.
Charles seemed to move.
Before he could get up, Daphne said, "I forgive you."
"I forgive you for not trusting me, for divorcing me for Kayla."
However, she no longer loved him.
She didn't say it.
Maybe she was still soft-hearted, afraid he would really collapse, worried that the older Marcus would be concerned.
After all, the Lancelot family had treated her very well.
Charles's body stiffened, his fingers paused heavily, and his heart ached.
He wanted to look up and say something, but her words were too suffocating, and he could barely speak.
His nose tingled.
His vision blurred at some point.
They sat in the car, neither speaking, the atmosphere heavy, almost enveloping the entire vehicle.
Charles's phone vibrated many times, but he just rested his head on the car, motionless, as if he couldn't hear it.
When his phone rang for the fifth time, Daphne reminded him. "Charles, someone's calling you."
Charles sat up, his lowered eyes hiding his expression.
He took out his phone and answered.
"Charles, what are you busy with? Why did it take so long to answer?" Rex's casual voice came through. "Did you forget what day it is today?"
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