All This Jealousy Over One Private Jet

"What are you laughing at?" Amelia snapped with a look of contempt.

I reminded her. "Don't forget the company's mine, and you're just managing it for me."

Her expression contorted with rage as she clenched her fists. "Have you no shame, Mason? I've worked myself to the bone growing this company over the past three years! It would've long gone bankrupt if we'd left it in your hands."

I didn't bother arguing. Instead, I just dropped a simple "See you in court!" and started clearing my desk.

Just then, the office phone rang. Zayden eagerly jumped to answer it, but after just a couple of sentences, he frowned and shot me an annoyed look.

"Mr. Lange is asking for you."

Russell Lange was our biggest client and my junior in school. Half of our orders came from his company, mostly as a favor for my sake.

I picked up the phone and went straight to the point. "I won't handle this company's affairs anymore. I'm going to resign."

He froze for a moment, then caught on. "Understood. In that case, our partnership with the company ends here too."

The call was on speaker mode, so Amelia heard every word. She immediately snatched the phone and scrambled to explain.

"Please don't do that, Mr. Lange! Mason was just being difficult and unprofessional. I'll fire him if I have to!"

That immediately set Russell off. "What? You're firing Mr. Brooks?"

Amelia was genuinely confused. "Mr. Brooks? Mason is my husband, but he's just a junior assistant, so there's no need to treat a useless loser like him with that much respect."

Russell was so mad that he laughed. He decided to drop all courtesy and lashed out at her. "Who do you think you are, Amelia? Why would I even want to work with you if Mr. Brooks isn't around?"

Amelia's face flushed red in rage, but she dared not offend a major client like Russell. All she could do was stammer out apologies and beg for another chance.

Russell showed her zero respect and simply hung up on her.

She panicked and tried to call him back again and again, only to realize that he had blocked her number.

Her expression darkened as she furiously turned on me. "You useless loser! You just offended our biggest client! If you don't get Mr. Lange back on board, you're fired!"

I had suffered under her arrogant, overbearing tone and put up with it for three years, all because I owed her a deep favor.

Before we got married, my mom fell seriously ill, and Amelia meticulously took care of her for a while.

Before Mom passed, Amelia agreed to marry me and fulfilled Mom's greatest wish.

Out of gratitude, I handed my company over to her and tolerated her foul temper and all her out-of-line behavior. But my indulgence had made her forget who she was.

Now, it was time to put my life back on track.

I picked up my box of belongings and gave her a mocking smile. "I've wanted to quit for a long time. Fire me all you want, and even if you don't, I'm leaving anyway."

With that, I walked out carrying the box. Her angry voice followed me out of the room.

"You've got a lot of nerve, Mason! Who says you can just walk away? You're skipping work, and I can dock all your pay!"

I didn't respond and just kept walking. I was even walking away from my company, so why would I care about that measly pay?

After returning to our marital home, I started packing.

Before getting married, I had purchased several villas Amelia never knew about. I had planned to give her a surprise after we had a baby, but for the past three years, she had always used "work" as an excuse to refuse having kids.

Well, at least I saved myself an expensive gift.

I had just finished packing when Amelia returned. Her earlier arrogance was gone as she tossed a pregnancy test report at me.

"I'm pregnant. What do we do now?"