Chapter 608
Chapter 608 Do You Really Love Her?
He remained calm as if he had already anticipated that I would come to him and create this scene
No, he must have anticipated it!
A series of questions flashed through my mind as I was about to refute Marilyn, but he suddenly cleared his throat and shifted the topic to an angle I was unprepared for
"Mr. Morris, 1s this really out of love for Olive, the way you are?"
No one could hear the word "love" suddenly at the peak of anger without feeling confused
I originally came to interrogate Marilyn, but he
suddenly asked me if I really loved Olive
This made me somewhat annoyed. "The relationship between my wife and me, it's not your turn to hypocritically inquire!"
Moreover, why did he have the audacity to question my love for Olive?
And Marilyn, after I questioned her, also dropped the false politeness she had just displayed
He glanced at me and then began to openly mock and ridicule me without any restraint
It seems that Mr. Morris was very confident that he was full of love for Olive. But have you ever thought about what she really needs and loves? You don't support her work at all, and you don't even know what she wants to pursue!
I suddenly looked up and stared at him, but Marilyn seemed to have entered a state where she was determined to clarify this matter, completely ignoring my increasingly ugly expression
He continued, "Olive is now pursuing her passion in her career. She will be studying the most advanced pharmaceutical purification methods at the best cosmetics research laboratory in Tokyo. But what about you? You only seize the brief moments when she loses contact with you to interrogate me, her boss, causing trouble for her everywhere!"
"If she was willing, her room would be the best study room in the world!"
I angrily retorted Marilyn's words, completely unaware that my own train of thought had been led astray by him
I came here today to find out about Olive's whereabouts, but now the topic of debate has suddenly shifted to whether I truly love Olive or notThis is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.
Before I could even begin to ponder, Marilyn interrupted my train of thought once again
"You still didn't understand what Olive wanted
Mr. Morris, I think you should have heard my story. When Meiling was with me before, I didn't really pay attention to the things she loved."
I was wholeheartedly thinking about providing her with the best clothing, food, shelter, and transportation, so that she could stay at home and not have to do anything, without having to struggle for a living or worry about the family
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I thought that the love I gave her was the best,
but it wasn't until she unexpectedly passed away that I discovered her own makeshift laboratory in one of her rooms. At that moment, I realized that what Meiling wanted was not a wealthy housewife, but just a simple research lab
Don't wait until you lose her, and regret it like I do. The current Meiling Company, what's the point when a trademark alone is worth millions? Mr. Morris, I just don't want Olive to become the next Meiling, that's all
Not letting Olive become the next Meiling..
Marilyn's words suddenly became heartfelt, and I found myself at a loss for how to respond as I sat in his office
It's not because I was moved by his words, but in his recent sincere expression, there was still an indescribable strangeness
He seemed to be making up for the regret of not building a research lab for Meiling back then on Olive
A sense of crisis surged up in my heart again. I felt that he was extremely absurd, and I was about to speak up. However, he thought that I hadn't listened to his words. In an instant, his tone became harsh again "Mr. Morris, you should be grateful that Iam a reasonable boss. If it were someone else, when you caused a scene at the company, Olive would probably have lost the job she loves immediately."
This sentence was the real trigger that angered me. Did he really think he was someone extraordinary?
I hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the
coffee cup on his desk and threw it out
As the porcelain shattered, I said simply, "And I could make you lose the entire company!"
This 1s not an exaggeration at all, and before Marilyn's face, which still showed no emotional fluctuations, turned pale, I turned around, slammed the door, and left
I didn't want to waste any more time with him on this useless topic, and he still didn't provide me with any useful information about Olive's whereabouts
And it wasn't until I got back home and reviewed the information I had obtained that I suddenly realized, this was exactly the effect Marilyn wanted
He deliberately steered the conversation towards
emotions, intentionally provoking me, making it impossible for me to think rationally and thus no longer press him about Olive's whereabouts
Everything was under his control, even I was calculated by him!
So I became even more convinced that Olive's disappearance must be connected to Marilyn