Chapter 128 What to Do in Court
Harold was a bit surprised for Pearl's decision.
Pearl has been working at the Brown Group, and Harold has watched her grow stronger step by step until today.
After working together for so many years, there is indeed unwillingness to accept her leaving.
But after all, it was Pearl's personal choice.
Harold asked, "Have you really made up your mind?"
Pearl smiled, the emotions in her eyes were very calm, and she didn't mention any plans to consider it carefully.
Just some things need to be let go decisively.
This is Pearl's rational choice.
One must love oneself first.
Pearl said, "I've made up my mind."
Pearl looked up at the sky, a few birds circling in the air, and Pearl also yearned for freedom.
"I can't always stay at the Brown Group; I also need to go out more."
Harold respected Pearl's decision, saying, "Well, I hope you'll be happy in the future."
Pearl looked at Harold, said with a smile, "I will."
At this time, Oscar walked out of the ward.
Unaware,
unaware of Pearl and Harold's conversation.
But when Oscar came out and saw Pearl and Harold chatting happily, his eyes sharpened as he stared at Harold.
Harold turned around and met Oscar's gaze, feeling a bit nervous, with a stiff smile on her face, and politely said, "Mr. Brown."
Pearl also turned around.
Oscar stared at Harold, coldly asking, "Have you met your performance targets this year?"
Suddenly asked, Harold was a bit puzzled, saying, "Isn't that something for the end of the year?"
Oscar's face turned cold, saying, "If you haven't met them, a twenty percent deduction from your bonus!"
Harold felt a bit helpless all of a sudden.
Twenty percent, three months' worth of salary for Harold!
Did Harold do something wrong just now?
Pearl glanced at Harold, not understanding why Oscar suddenly became so irritable and wanted to deduct money.
Harold couldn't argue with Oscar's decision.
It's a deduction from the bonus, not the monthly salary.
Even if she wanted to argue, she didn't dare.
Harold followed to the door, time is always short, Harold looked at Oscar with reluctance, and also glanced at Pearl not far away.
"Oscar, when will you come to see me next time?"
Stopping at the door, Oscar said with a low voice, "It depends on the situation."
"Alright, then I'll wait for you to come see me."
Harold's eyes were full of tenderness.
There was anticipation in her heart.
Waiting is not difficult, as long as Oscar still thinks of Harold.
Oscar replied softly, "Okay."
Pearl observed all this, not saying a word.
Just noticed Harold's gaze towards Pearl, perhaps as a kind of demonstration, to let Pearl know how important Oscar sees Harold.
For Pearl, the relationship between Oscar and Harold had become less important.
Oscar walked over and said, "Let's go."
They left the hospital.
The car was parked outside, Oscar walked to the car door, not rushing to get in.
Oscar paused for a moment, looked back at Pearl, and said in a cold tone, "Aren't you going to open the door for me?"
"What?"
Pearl was stunned, looking at the closed car door, not reacting because it was not usually Pearl who opened the car door.
Pearl didn't have that habit.
Usually, Oscar wouldn't specifically ask Pearl to open that door.
Harold was already in the passenger seat, and suddenly understood. He sensed something unusual, then quickly got out of the car to open the door, speaking respectfully, "Sorry, Mr. Brown, it's my fault."
Oscar didn't say anything more; his face stern as he got into the car.
Pearl stayed outside for a few seconds, feeling that Oscar's attitude today was a bit unusual.
It seemed like Oscar was looking for trouble with Pearl, but not too seriously.
Maybe Pearl was mistaken.
Pearl got into the car.
The car started. Oscar holding a tablet in his hand; the atmosphere as silent as when they started.
Pearl also felt that since returning from her hometown, her relationship with Oscar had become distant and cold.
Oscar seemed to distance himself from Pearl deliberately.
Perhaps it was for Harold's sake.
Oscar looked at the tablet, his face expressionless, with his slender fingers swiping the screen lightly, and then said faintly, "It's getting late; I'll take you back."
It was already evening when they returned from the hospital.
Pearl didn't want to trouble Oscar.
It wouldn't be good to explain to Harold later, as Pearl would be carrying a burden.
One must be mindful of the boundaries in relationships.
"No need, my car is still parked near the police station, just drop me off there, I can drive home." Pearl refused directly.
Oscar pursed his lips, his eyes cold, with his fingers nervously swiped the screen a few times .
He abruptly shut off the tablet.
Oscar's actions were a bit exaggerated, as if done on purpose for Pearl to see.
Pearl also sensed that Oscar was in a bad mood, so it was best not to provoke him.
Ten minutes later, the car stopped at the police station.
Pearl tactfully got out of the car, avoiding staying any longer, as Oscar's hostility had intensified.
It wasn't the time to argue.
Oscar turned his head. Seeing Pearl get out of the car directly, without looking back, without speaking to Oscar, not even glancing at him, his face darkened.
Oscar shifted his gaze, looking ahead, and said coldly, "Go!"
Harold saw that Oscar's mood was not good, unpredictably, and thought he was blaming him for being too slow.
Harold stepped on the gas, quickly leaving.
The car passed by Pearl swiftly, leaving a trail of exhaust fumes, a bit unpleasant; Pearl frowned, looking in the direction the car had left.
Even when leaving, it had to attract Pearl's attention.
Early in the morning, Oscar arrived at the company.
Oscar's time was his own, but he arrived half an hour earlier than the employees.
When Harold came in, he saw Oscar sitting there dealing with documents, which was a bit surprising.
Was Oscar getting busy again recently?
Harold knew that when Oscar got busy, he had no moderation, so Harold quickly went to make a cup of coffee for Oscar.
Oscar had been in the office all the time.
At the appointed time, he looked at the clock.
Harold brought the coffee in and placed it on the table, saying, "Mr. Brown."
"Where's Pearl?" Oscar raised his eyes and said indifferently, "Why did she forget to come in on time to work or did she forget to collect her monthly salary?"
Harold's hand paused.
Thinking about what Pearl said yesterday, yesterday was Pearl's last day at work.
And today was the day Oscar and Pearl were getting divorced.
It seemed that Oscar didn't care.
Feeling Harold's hesitation, Oscar said, "Just say it."
Harold said directly, "Mr. Brown, wasn't yesterday Pearl's last day at work? She has resigned!"
"What?" Oscar frowned and said with a cold tone, "Why didn't anyone tell me?"
"Pearl handed in her resignation directly to the HR department."
Oscar remained silent, just gripping the pen a little tighter.
Pearl resigned?
Why wasn't Oscar informed?
Oscar didn't respond.
Seeing that Oscar was still immersed in this news, Harold reminded him, "Mr. Brown, when are you going to court?"
"What's the court for!" Oscar furrowed his brow deeply, speaking with less patience.
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