Chapter 2663: I Want You to Devote Yourself to Me Completely

Golden autumn in October.

The days after resigning became leisurely, a rare leisure that Jasmine Yale was suddenly unaccustomed to.

She could sleep in, have meals with Little Clementine, not needing to meticulously apply makeup or wear high heels to work, lazily sitting on the balcony reading, staring into space, and drinking tea.

The HR department of ZR had approved her resignation and credited her account with a generous bonus.

Since that day, Jasmine Yale hadn’t seen Will Caddel again.

Occasionally glancing at the company’s group chat was how she learned that Will Caddel hadn’t been to ZR for many days, and as for President Caddel, he seemed not to have been there either.

The projects she handled had been transferred to another secretary at ZR.

Jasmine Yale no longer paid attention to anything at ZR, nor did she ever call Will Caddel again.

The knot of unity still hung on the wall; she hadn’t taken it down, and the Yellow Immortal Rose that Will Caddel gave her was still in the drawer.

Yellow rose... Ha, another yellow rose. Only now did she understand the meaning behind him giving her this birthday gift. An apology? But she didn’t need it.

If one could apologize for every mistake, then the word "harm" wouldn’t exist in this world.

Will Caddel, to her, was more like a passerby, but this passerby brought her something unforgettable.

She learned to grow, whether in work or in life, she had changed a lot over these past months.

If a person can bring about change in another, then that person is significant.

Therefore, Will Caddel is a vivid stroke on the canvas of her life, and she couldn’t possibly forget him.

Occasionally, her thoughts would drift to their first meeting, where Will Caddel’s first impression on her was like a refined gentleman, gentle and graceful. He was elegant and gentle, extending a helping hand to her.

But it was these very hands that pushed her into the abyss.

Jasmine Yale sat on the balcony, with Little Clementine playing at her side.

She lowered her head, and just then Little Clementine looked up. They exchanged a smile; Jasmine’s was gentle and pure, Little Clementine’s innocent and untainted.

Jasmine thought, in truth, life wasn’t too bad.

With free time in the day, Jasmine went out alone to buy groceries.

The supermarket happened to be near the community where Sylvan Cheney used to live, and for some reason, she wandered into the community.

The password was still the same, and she hadn’t changed the house.

The small apartment was dusty, uninhabited for a year, most of the green plants on the balcony had died, only the hanging baskets and pothos remained alive.

The small apartment wasn’t very large; a few steps could cover it.

The furniture and appliances in the apartment were all there, maintained in their original state, even the bed was neatly made.

Jasmine opened the wardrobe; it was already empty, nothing inside, both her and his clothes had been taken away.

The apartment was long devoid of warmth, lifeless, the windows unknowingly left unopened for who knows how long, an atmosphere of suppression was everywhere.

Jasmine walked around casually.

She still remembered being bullied by Sylvan Cheney’s housekeeper when she moved out from here.

And he, saying nothing, just let her leave.

Silent treatment was the most hurtful weapon, and he wielded it to perfection.

Now, seeing the things in this apartment again, memories from last year slowly floated back...

During their cohabitation, she asked: "Whether now or in the future, you’re not allowed to hide anything from me. Since I agreed to be with you, I surely need you to be wholeheartedly true to me. Can you do that?"