Chapter 547 A Sick Joke
Chapter 547 A Sick Joke
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Tony corrected himself. “Not some kind of terminal illness. I just said Mr. Jackson was sick… Lovesickness still counts as an illness, right?”
Dawn pressed her lips together and couldn’t say another word.
She turned to look at the man beside her. He was a little thinner than before, but still sharp and full of life–nothing like someone
who was sick.
<i>Right</i><i>… </i><i>I </i><i>jumped </i>to conclusions, assuming <i>it </i>was <i>something </i>terminal, and <i>I </i><i>didn’t </i>even look at <i>him </i>properly.
Dawn lowered her eyes, then suddenly stood up and strode toward the door.
“Hey… Ms. Porter!”
Tony shot a quick nce at his boss and hurried to stop her. “This is really all my fault. Please <i>don’t </i>be mad at Mr. Jackson, okay?”
Dawn hadn’t nned to say anything, but seeing him on the verge of tears, she spoke in a distant tone. “I’m not angry.”
“Really?”
“Why would I need to lie to you?”
Tony froze.
She wasn’t lying, but this attitude somehow felt worse than lying.
Tony’s brain nearly short–circuited. He could only look pleadingly at the man who hadn’t said a word yet. <i>Boss</i>, <i>say </i><i>something</i><i>! </i><i>She’s </i><i>leaving</i><i>! </i>
Ethan’s eyes were dark and deep. After a long moment, his low voice finally sounded. “I’ll take you
home.”
Dawn nced at him and didn’t refuse.
She walked out of the office ahead of Tony.
Ethan grabbed his phone from the desk and followed with long strides.
Dawn had driven there herself, so she was riding back in her own car. She sat in the passenger seat, Ethan’s tall figure beside her. His legs were too long, so he had <i>to </i>slide the seat back.
Evening fell. Pale yellow light spread like dye on fabric, gradually deepening into darker shades.
There weren’t many cars on the road at that hour.
No one spoke in the car. It was unnaturally quiet.
As if deliberately slowing down, a drive that should’ve taken half an hour took Ethan a full hour.
When they arrived, Dawn stared straight ahead and said lightly, “Don’t think about how to make me change my mind. If there were any chance, I wouldn’t have left you.”
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There was no emotion in those words. If anything, they were cruel.
Ethan smiled faintly.
“I never said I wanted to win you back.”
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That caught Dawn off guard. She let out a deep breath and said coldly, “Well then, thanks for the ride, Mr. Jackson. Bye.”
The man beside her didn’t move. She pushed the door open and got out on her own.
All the way until she walked into the vi, Ethan didn’t say a single word to stop her.
His gaze stretched far into the distance, from that dreamlike silhouette to the vi he’d seen so many times he could almost sketch itsyout from memory.
After a long while, he lifted a hand and loosely rested it against his forehead.
<i>Dawn</i>… <i>what </i><i>am </i><i>I </i><i>supposed </i><i>to </i><i>do </i><i>with </i><i>you</i><i>? </i>
Ethan walked out for a bit, then took a cab back to thepany.
Tony hadn’t left yet. He was waiting toe clean and take the me.
“Mr. Jackson… I really meant well. And look, didn’t it prove something? Ms. Porter rushed over the moment she heard you were sick. She was frantic. That clearly means she still has feelings for you-”
The man shot him a cold look. “So you think I should thank you?”
“Uh, that’s not necessary.”
<i>But </i><i>I’m </i><i>telling </i>the <i>truth</i>!
Tony wore a miserable expression and went all in. “Mr. Jackson, honestly, I don’t think Ms. Porter has let you go. If you think of another way, there might still be a chance.”
Ethan closed his eyes, his long fingers rubbing his brow. He didn’t answer.
Just as Tony was about to leave, he finally heard the man’s deep voice.
“Wait.
“I have a strange feeling. There’s something off around her.
“Since the two people you picked haven’t been discovered, keep them on her. Unless it’s absolutely necessary, they can’t reveal themselves, and they definitely can’t interfere with anything she does. Also… you don’t need to report daily.”
Tony clicked his tongue silently<i>. </i><i>Look </i><i>at </i><i>that</i>. <i>Mr. </i><i>Jackson </i><i>has </i><i>really </i><i>grown</i>. <i>He </i><i>even </i><i>knows </i>how to <i>give </i><i>her </i>enough <i>personal </i><i>space</i>.
“Got it, Mr. Jackson. Anything else?”
“That’s all.”
Ethan waved him off. As Tony left, Ethan leaned back into the chair. His broad frame was swallowed by the dim light, radiating exhaustion, likeyers of fog weighing him down.
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Ethan wasn’t sick. By all rights, Dawn should’ve felt relieved. But that night, shey awake instead. The next morning, she showed up at work with dark circles and a drawn face that was genuinely worrying.
Mason had ordered her breakfast. The ingredients were clean and light, suitable for a pregnant woman.
Seeing that Dawn had no intention of eating, he frowned slightly.
“Ms. West.”
“Mm?”
Dawn looked up at him. “Anything else?”
Mason adjusted his sses. He hesitated for a long moment before finally speaking. “You’re pregnant now. Nutrition and rest shoulde first. Whether it’s work or emotions… I think both should be set aside for now.”
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<strong>Olivia Harris</strong> is an emerging author celebrated for her captivating romantic and steamy novels. With a talent for crafting deep emotional connections and fiery chemistry between her characters, Olivia’s stories offer readers an escape into worlds filled with passion, intrigue, and heart-stopping drama.