Chapter 102: Do you resent me for having a mistress?
Ellie saw Chloe and first looked surprised, then gave her a disdainful look.
Chloe sensed it, but she didn't know why she had to bear this disdain.
"Ellie, have you joined the auditing department?" Chloe asked Ellie.
Since deciding not to join the auditing department, Chloe hadn't been interested in its affairs, fearing that the more she cared, the more envious she would become.
"How can I get into your audit department? But thanks to you, I can't get in!" Ellie said sarcastically.
"So you didn't get in?" Chloe asked again, not understanding why Ellie had to be so mysterious about whether she got into the audit department or not.
Ellie didn't answer, just made a "hmph" sound and left.
Chloe overheard in the office, "Brayden, I came to get my report card. I checked and I got a 76, which is pretty good, right?"
"Pretty good," Brayden handed Ellie her report card.
"Brayden, is there anyone in our class who got a higher score than me?" Ellie asked again.
"Well, there's Chloe, she got an 84," Brayden replied.
Ellie: ....
Chloe didn't hear the rest and left.
After getting into Donovan's car, she asked him, "Did Ellie not get into the audit department?"
"Do I need to be concerned about every employee?" Donovan asked Chloe in return.
Chloe kept all her thoughts to herself. Well, maybe Donovan wasn't really concerned.
"Where did you get your report card from?" Donovan asked again.
Chloe's face quickly turned red. Even though there was nothing going on between her and Brayden, every time Donovan asked, it felt like she had slept with him.
Chloe's words were evasive, "I got it from a teacher in the academic affairs office."
Donovan remained silent. Was she lying? He clearly saw Jacob's car.
...
The next day, when Chloe came to work wearing her new outfit, her colleagues started gossiping:
"What a transformation."
"Don't you know who she married? It's all because of your lack of ability. She married Mr. Blake."
"I bet the clothes she's wearing were all paid for by Mr. Blake. Look at the quality, they must be worth tens of thousands."
"Lower your voices! It's not allowed to gossip in the office. That's a 200-dollar fine."
...
Chloe originally intended to ignore these words, like she always did in the past. But unexpectedly, in the afternoon when she went to the tax bureau to pick up some documents, someone almost took an upskirt photo of her. When she got off the bus, some jerk brushed against her chest...
Furious and embarrassed, Chloe felt it was because of the outfit she was wearing. Combined with Brayden's gaze yesterday and the office gossip in the morning, Chloe wanted to return the other clothes.
It wasn't her style to spend so much money on clothes. She had asked Donovan for the money in a fit of anger, and now she regretted it a bit.
The next day at work, Chloe changed back into her usual clothes and brought the remaining five or six outfits to Donovan's car, ready to go back and return them with Sofia in the afternoon.
"Why are you carrying all these clothes?" Donovan glanced at the five or six shopping bags in her hands.
"I want to return them. I don't like them anymore."
"Since you don't like it, why did you buy it?" Donovan said.
Chloe glanced outside and thought to herself: I bought it at the time to spite you, who made you keep a mistress!
But Chloe didn't say this out loud.
"You bought it to spite me, because I keep a mistress?" Donovan said.
When he said this, Chloe was startled. How does he know everything?
Chloe looked at Donovan with frightened eyes. "I..."
"I spend all day with you, going to work and coming back. When would I have time to keep a mistress?" Donovan said calmly, gripping the steering wheel.
Chloe thought to herself: That's true, he comes home after work and hardly goes anywhere, as if he disdains the flashy displays outside.
Thinking of this, a faint smile couldn't help but appear on Chloe's lips.
"Why did you return the clothes you bought after spending so much money on them? Mr. Blake can afford it." After work, Sofia saw Chloe holding the clothes and asked.
"He can afford it, but I can't stand living like this."
In the mall, Chloe and Sofia walked around, each holding a cup of milk tea.
As for Donovan, Chloe had already sent him back home and told him not to wait for her.
Coincidentally, Jacob and Karen were also shopping in this mall. Karen's eyes wandered around, but Jacob could only look and couldn't afford to buy anything.
Then, they both saw Chloe at the same time. They walked over and saw Chloe returning the clothes.
"Chloe, these clothes look good on you. Why are you returning them?" Jacob said sarcastically.
Karen was even more displeased with Chloe. These clothes were so expensive, each one costing tens of thousands of dollars. Jacob wouldn't buy her such clothes, only Brayden could afford them. But Brayden didn't even spare her a glance, while Chloe was returning them. Comparison is the thief of joy.
"I don't like them, so I returned them." Chloe didn't want to entertain Jacob, let alone Karen.
"But Chloe, you look really good in these clothes. Especially eye-catching." Jacob said in a colorful manner.
"How do you know?" Chloe furrowed her brow slightly. She was just wearing ordinary clothes today.
"I guessed. Who wouldn't look good in such expensive clothes?" Jacob knew he slipped up and quickly tried to make up for it.
Chloe ignored Jacob and returned the clothes.
After Jacob and Karen's separation, he immediately called Brayden and said, "You know that Donovan guy? He bought some clothes for Chloe, probably just to show off when she goes to get her report card from you. And now he wants Chloe to return the clothes. Chloe really liked those clothes, you know, girls like to wear pretty clothes. When she returned them just now, she looked reluctant. I felt really sorry for her. If it wasn't for her brother being broke, how could I let my sister suffer like this?"
"What are you saying?" Clearly, Brayden was provoked by Jacob and became even more indignant. How could Chloe be treated like this? Donovan is rich, why would he treat Chloe like this?