Chapter 125

"I'm a bit scared," she said.

According to Lily, she had suffered from domestic violence. A woman who had been through such trauma was likely to feel vulnerable and fearful.
[Don't be afraid, I... won't hurt you.]

I left the office and headed straight to the rooftop, where no one else was present. With a sincere tone, I said, "Give me the opportunity to care for you, alright? I will demonstrate through my actions that I will look after you, shower you with love, and ensure you are not subjected to any harm.”

[But, I... I'm not ready.]

[Do you trust me?]

[I... do.]

"Since you o then listen to me. I just want to protect you and cherish you. I will make up for the harm you have suffered before."

[When your best friend approached me, I felt overwhelming guilt. I physically slapped myself multiple times. In that moment, I realized I had been blind and arrogant, professing my love for you daily without truly understanding your pain from the past. I had been oblivious to the extent of your suffering. I truly feel like a foolish idiot.]

My voice was full of self-blame and regret, and it carried power. I believed she could feel it.

As expected, she replied, [No, it's not your fault. I simply didn't want you to know about my past. You are kind, but... can I truly trust you with myself?]

I would be foolish if I missed the answer to this question when it was so clear.

[Certainly, you can. If you're worried, we can wear masks. I assure you, I won't touch you. I simply want to offer you comfort. One day, you may choose to share your past experiences with me. When that time arrives, your eyes will no longer hold fear or confusion.]

[Can you give me some time to think about it? I'll give you an answer this afternoon.]

[Sure, take your time.]

After saying that, I breathed a sigh of relief.

The words I had prepared beforehand were completely pointless, but that was okay. When a woman shows you her most vulnerable side, it was a sign that she had fully surrendered.

At that moment, her heart was very fragile.

Why were women who had just broken up considered easy targets?

They lacked a sense of security. However, engaging in frivolous activities for entertainment was not something I condoned, as it was unethical. My feelings towards Jenny were complex.

I harbored grievances and anger towards her due to the suppression and exploitation I experienced over the past year.

Initially, I only wanted to exploit her, to have her in the virtual world, to indulge in fantasies about her.

However, the virtual realm was slowly merging with reality.

Particularly now, I felt a strong urge to safeguard her. Perhaps this was the vulnerability of male chauvinism.

But soon, I snapped out of it.

Me, protect Jenny?

Give me a break.

I had heard that Jenny's ex-husband is powerful and influential. How can I protect her? Even a strong-willed woman like Jenny can only swallow her pride, so what chance do I have? It was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, overestimating my abilities.

John, dear John, did the weight of your purse mislead you into a false sense of power?

I chuckled to myself and returned to the marketing department. Glancing at Jenny's office, I noticed the curtains were still tightly closed. I then immersed myself in work. The tasks were straightforward, and during my days off, I had already planned out all the work.

With Grace and Paul's cooperation, our work efficiency was high. The project team had begun coordinating channels to advertise for Walker Company.

The advertising for Winest Company wasn't as urgent. According to George's request, it could be launched by the end of this month.

Time passed quickly, and it was time to clock out for lunch. Grace, the flirtatious woman, suggested going to a hotel. I thought to myself, 'I have a busy schedule today; I'll deal with you another time.

I didn't even eat in the cafeteria. I hastily went to Sevan Pearl Tower and booked a small private room by the window. The room wasn't large, but the environment inside was excellent.

Looking down from this vantage point, I could see Sevan at my feet.

However, it was quite costly at fifty-eight grand! It did sting a bit. But I was resolved that as long as I could win over Lily, it would all be worth it.

After descending from the Pearl Tower, I located a bank and transferred another hundred grand to my parents' account. I phoned them and instructed them to settle the family's accounts.

My parents asked me a series of questions again, and I repeated the prepared words I had thought of earlier, which they believed.

Initially, I intended to send money back home next month, but now that dance classes have commenced, there are expenses to cover everywhere.

Spending it all at once wouldn't be wise. With two hundred grand, the family's accounts can be settled, and my parents could still hold onto a few grand. There was no need to fret about my younger brother's university tuition in the second half of the year.

Speaking of my younger brother, he was quite remarkable. He was accepted into Sevan University of Political Science and Law, ranking in the top twenty nationwide!

"Oh, it's your brother's enrollment banquet this weekend. Are you coming back?"

I smacked my forehead. How could I have forgotten about this? "I will definitely return. It's a significant day for our family."

I need to work diligently to earn money and save more for my sister and brother, so my parents don't have to work as hard.

"Okay, just don't forget."

After ending the call, I made my way directly to the YT Building.

The building housed numerous advertising companies, media groups, and various media outlets. I recalled Frank's words about working for Skyliho not being as beneficial as working for oneself.

Splitting profits based on the profit ratio, one deal with Skyliho equated to several deals of the same amount. So, why not pursue it?

I cannot fathom entities like Skyliho in the vast realm of media advertising. Despite having more robust channels and extensive promotional campaigns, they do not require your business and are unlikely to offer you a significant profit share for a ten-million-dollar deal.

They probably wouldn't even engage in a conversation about it. They might suspect you were a spy from a rival company trying to gather information on their profits.

You might be lucky if they don't confront you aggressively. I'm not very familiar with those small and medium media companies.

However, the names of the companies on each floor of the YT Building are displayed. I was standing there, going through them one by one, when a group of people passed by, chatting and laughing.

"John, what brings you here?" Suddenly, someone in the group called out to me.

I peered closely and realized, to my surprise, that it was my old college buddy Tony!

‘How did he end up here?’

And he's dressed so formally, in a suit and tie.

"Damn, we haven't seen each other in over a year, aren't you in your hometown? How come you're here?"

Tony smiled. "I spent a year in my hometown, but it was boring. Sevan is better suited for making progress and achieving my goals."

"You didn't even bother to inform me when you returned to Sevan; I could have welcomed you back."

We were good buddies in college, so I said that, and he wasn't angry. Instead, he chuckled and said, "I didn't want to cause you trouble."

"Tony, your friend?"

At this moment, a woman in professional attire stopped in her tracks, looking me up and down.
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