Driver L hesitated and dared not answer.
The couple was not harmonious, and the people below them were the most difficult to do. They were unsure whether to report Rochester's whereabouts to her or not.
The boss definitely can't be offended, but the boss's wife was not easy to deal with either. Now that the two were having a conflict, maybe one day they would argue at the head of the bed and end up together again, and they would have to trouble them later.
After thinking for a while, he compromised and replied, "Second Young Master has been busy with company affairs these past few days."
Very good at avoiding the important and focusing on the trivial.
How could Jane not hear, 'So he lives in the office?'
"Well... " Driver L was about to come down," not really, not really."
"It's not difficult for you."Jane lowered her head and continued to drink soup.
" You can go."
Driver L didn't delay for a moment and left quickly.
Jane called Rochester again at noon, and it was still his assistant who answered.
"Madam, are you looking for Mr. Rochester?"
"May I have Rochester answer the phone? "asked Jane.
"Mr. Rochester is busy."Assistant Y said politely." You also know that Mr. Rochester has just returned, and there has many affairs to deal with recently. If you have any urgent matters, I can help you convey them."
Divorce matters need to be discussed with Rochester personally. What can the assistant convey?
Jane was also losing patience and had a bad breath: "Then tell him that he is so busy every day, be careful of sudden death."
"…"
"Give me a call before you die."
"…"
Hanging up the phone, Assistant Yang looked at the man behind his desk who was signing the document at the bottom right corner, unsure if he should convey the original message.
Rochester had been very busy these days, and the focus of Investment Bank would be on the domestic market. The headquarters would move back from Wall Street, and it would take several days just to organize various documents and procedures.
After processing a stack of documents, Rochester closed his pen cap, leaned back in his chair, took a sip of coffee, and then asked, "What did she say?"
Assistant Yang briefly processed it and said, " Please pay attention to your health and don't be too tired."
Rochester gently lifted his eyebrows and then glanced out the window.
His new office was located next to the Z Group headquarters building, with silver gray skyscrapers standing shoulder to shoulder, creating a magnificent modern central business district. The glass curtain wall reflected the dazzling noon sunlight.
Rochester snorted and laughed, his chair turned 90 degrees, and sipped his coffee slowly at the french window.
The sun hadn't come out from the west today either.
Jane didn't know if Assistant Y had helped her convey the message, but the result didn't change at all. Rochester still felt like he was dead, with no phone calls or home calls.
On one side, one party did not show up, while on the other side, Elizabeth called to urge progress.
"How was your conversation with Rochester?"
Jane, who had to see a patient for a follow-up appointment in the afternoon, didn't have time to eat and casually stuffed bread, saying, "He's been busy lately and hasn't reached an agreement yet."
She could imagine Elizabeth's furrowed brow and said, " Jane, are you deliberately delaying?"
"I don't have it, "Jane said.
Elizabeth said sharply, "If you continue to drag on, you will torture each other, and Rochester will torture us as well. Do you hate us like this?"
"I don't. "Jane felt a bit powerless.
"Have our Z family treated you unfairly for so many years? You grew up in front of me too. Don't force me to be a villain in the end, it will be you who looks bad."
"Rochester has been wronged for three years now. Do you know how it feels for me, as a mother, to watch my son stay out all year round because you don't even go home."
Jane never knew why Rochester suddenly decided to go out.
They said he went after Ella and blamed her for not keeping her husband's heart.
They said it was because Rochester didn't want to see her and blamed her for being too annoying.
Anyway, it's all her fault.
All the dissatisfaction that had been weighing on Elizabeth's heart for so many years had been vented at this moment: "If it weren't for his grandmother's meddling, I wouldn't have let the two of you get married. Rochester deserves a better wife."
Her heart felt like it had been gouged out one after another, and Jane didn't feel any pain, just felt bloody.
She clenched her fingers and said, "This marriage is not what I want to get married to. Don't forget, it was your Z family who asked for help from me."
After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, Elizabeth's tone softened a bit, but she remained aloof:
"I know, this matter can also be considered as your help to our Z family. We will not mistreat you, and we will not give you any less money than we should."
"When you divorce Rochester, this matter will be settled, and from now on, you will not owe anything to our Z family."
It's a perfect balance between two things.
Hanging up the phone, Jane slumped back in his chair dejectedly.
It's late autumn, and the leaves of the water fir forest were almost gone, leaving scattered and withered pieces hanging on the bare trunk. The new trainee knocked on the door and said, "Dr. Jane, it's only one o'clock in two minutes. Are you ready?" Jane took a long breath and sat up straight. "Okay."
…
"That old witch said that? Don't you owe?"
Before leaving work, Jane received a call from Emily. Emily could tell that she was feeling a bit down and asked about the phone call from noon, almost exploding with anger.
"The Z family owes you a lot, okay? If they have the ability to be wronged, don't touch you in the first place! Let him ask his troublemaker if he's wronged."
Jane almost spat out a mouthful of water, turned around and looked, luckily there was no one in the hot water room.
She picked up the water and walked back, "Miss Emily, be careful when speaking. I'm in the hospital."
"What's wrong with the hospital?"
Emily hadn't cursed enough yet: "You haven't been wronged, he has even been wronged. After you get married, shouldn't he be carefree? He made that bullshit Ella known to everyone, causing you to be looked down upon everywhere. Even a nanny dared to ride on your head and poop."
"You've invested all your three years of great youth into it, what have you gained? You've been ridiculed by everyone and a relationship that has been played with."
Truly a good friend, she can poke her heart more accurately than anyone else.
Jane: "Do you mind breaking off our friendship for five hundred years?"
"Don't, don't, don't. " Emily was filled with righteous indignation and cursed her superiors, quickly trying to reverse the situation." I'm off work, wait for me to pick you up and treat you to a big meal."
"You have to use 'drinking' for your big meal, right?"
Emily chuckled and said, "You still understand me."
She usually had a good tolerance for alcohol and likes to have a few drinks when she's free. Despite her high work pressure, alcohol brought happiness. Every time she said she wanted to treat Jane to a big meal, she always head straight to the bar.
As soon as Jane walked out of the hospital, Emily 's car had already parked on the roadside and was waving at her through the car window.
Jane got into the car and habitually took out hand sanitizer from his bag, while Emily well-trained stretched out a pair of paws to disinfect.
"The newly opened bar is having an event today, offering couples a 50% discount."
The word "discount" were her destiny, and' 50% discount ' was even more like a hypnotic drug, making it difficult to walk away.
Jane said, "We're not a couple."
"Why are you so honest? " Emily smiled and hugged her." We say we are, how do they know if it's true? There are so many people now, it's really not possible. Let's just give a kiss when we get there."
Jane: "I politely declined."
"Refusing is invalid. You are married, and I am virgin. It's better for me to be at a disadvantage, isn't it?"
The threshold of the bar was much easier than Jane thought, but Emily smiled and pointed out a weakness in her mind. She hugged her waist and lifted her chin at the security guard, saying, "You can tell, I'm lesbian."
Jane: "…"
Emily tried to make her happy and ordered a lot for her, including expensive drinks that she usually didn't want to drink.
This bar was very upscale, the environment was good, and the snacks were also delicious. However, today there was a lot of personality, and the music was loud and noisy.
Emily hanged on the internet like a spider demon every day, and she knew gossip faster than anyone else: "Your husband isn't really coming back to fight for the family property, is he?"