Our Love Died Alongside My Sister

I slapped Grayson’s hand away and said coldly, “It’s over. Grayson, let’s break up.”

Grayson’s patience finally snapped.

“Break up? Just because I comforted Sylvia?

“Or is it because she didn’t approve your salary withdrawal, so you’re using this as an excuse?”

I nodded. “Yes. That’s exactly why.”

His expression darkened completely.

“Your sister is still alive. Is this grudge really worth holding onto?”

To him, that money meant nothing. To me, it was Dolly’s life-saving money.

I let out a cold laugh and held out my hand.

“Exactly. I’m that petty. So, give me back the salary you’ve been holding for me all these years.”

Ever since his bankruptcy, Grayson had become extremely sensitive about money.

The moment I mentioned it, he went into a full rage, pointing at me and shouting, “Money, money, money! Are you obsessed with money?!

“I was helping you keep it safe, yet you’re blaming me for it? Fine! Take it all back. I won’t manage anything for you ever again!”

He threw a supplementary card at me and stormed off, slamming the door so hard that the whole room shook.

This time, I did not apologize like before or chase after him. I simply picked up the card, went into the study, and slept there with a pillow.

Just as I was about to turn off the light, Sylvia sent me a provocative video.

In the video, the scarf that she had once thrown away was now back around her neck.

Grayson, the man who was always so proud and untouchable, was kneeling in front of her.

“Sylvia, I really did start it to get revenge on you, but I ended up falling for you. Please forgive me. I can’t live without you. I’ll go crazy!”

I did not react at all. I turned off my phone and slept soundly through the night.

The next morning, I woke up early, dragged my suitcase out while Grayson was still asleep, and went straight to the airport without looking back.

…

When Grayson woke up and did not see me, he assumed I had gone to work.

He drove to the office and only then learned I had not shown up.

He immediately called me.

“Jade, why aren’t you at work? You don’t have any leave!”

I laughed.

“I already resigned. Didn’t you know?”

He thought I was just being dramatic.

“The celebration banquet is about to start. This isn’t the time for tantrums. I may not have brought Sylvia down yet, but I’ve already convinced her to give back your managerial position. Just wait a little longer. I’ll get justice for you and Dolly sooner or later.

“I’ve already sent a driver to the hospital to pick Dolly up. You should come back too—”

Before he could finish, I cut him off coldly, “I’m not going back, and you won’t be picking up Dolly either.”

He asked, confused, “What do you mean?”

The next second, the driver who had gone to the hospital rushed back in a panic.

“Bad news, Mr. Shaw. The hospital said Miss Dolly passed away the day before yesterday. Miss Jade has already bought a plane ticket and left the country!”