When Jeremy noticed the woman at his office door, he looked up. He didn't recognize her for a moment. Felicia then said something. "Mr. Milman." He soon composed himself. "Felicia." Felicia entered and removed her mask. "It's been a while, Mr. Milman." Jeremy gave a gentle smile. It has, in fact. I nearly missed you. Felicia shrugged and smiled crookedly. "Honestly, I almost didn't have the guts to come see you like this." Jeremy stood up and circled his desk. "During pregnancy, your body will naturally change. After the baby is born, things will return to normal."
He pointed to the sofa. "Have a seat, please." Felicia took a seat. Jeremy offered her a glass of warm water that he had poured. "Here, this should help you warm up." I'm grateful. She took the glass in her hands after accepting it. Jeremy looked down at her stomach. "How far along are you?"Felicia replied, "25 weeks."You will therefore be right on your due date when the spring semester begins at the end of January. "I was hoping to ask for your help," Felicia replied after pausing. Is it feasible for me to postpone being admitted? She was unable to prevent having a child.
She didn't want to miss this opportunity, though. Jeremy's voice became more somber. "Why do you want to go?" Felicia glanced at her lap. "After the baby is born, Max intends to file for divorce. I don't want to drag this out any longer. I want to live my own life and start afresh." Although six months may not seem like much, it seemed like an eternity to her. Jeremy scowled slightly. The girl he once knew had been so vibrant and intelligent, but now she appeared to be a shell of her former self. How much she had endured was beyond his comprehension. "I'm happy that you are now considering your future. Max and you were never a good fit.
One day, I think you'll find someone who genuinely loves you." With her gaze still downcast, Felicia nodded. She had disregarded Jeremy's advice not to go work for Max. She had to pick up the pieces now. "What do you really think of Max, Mr. Milman?" Felicia asked abruptly. Jeremy hesitated before responding. He is the kind of person who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals. Profit is everything to him. He doesn't seem to understand what love is. Felicia sighed a little. "Is that so?" However, she recalled the kindness Max had previously shown that girl. Only when a man is genuinely in love does he behave that way. He would only be worthy of being with someone exceptional and lovely. She dropped the topic. Jeremy gave a nod.
"Since you've made your decision, I'll help you with the deferral application."I'm grateful, Professor. She completed the paperwork once he gave it to her. "Will the baby stay with the Hawthorne family after she's born?" Jeremy inquired, glancing at her as she concluded. Felicia grinned, but it was a sorrowful grin. She couldn't take her baby, even if she wanted to. She simply felt a great deal of sympathy for her child. "The Hawthornes will probably take good care of her." Jeremy remained silent about it. I really need a helper for a month. Do you think you might be interested?
Felicia didn't think twice. "Yes." Max had forced her into a pointless position in the secretarial pool once she became pregnant. Overnight, she had gone from being his right hand to being all but invisible. She had lost all of her hard work. She truly needed something fresh to concentrate on, something that would enable her to turn her life around. Additionally, it would be beneficial practice for her return to school. She stayed to work as Jeremy's assistant because she had already taken the day off. She had previously studied under him, and the fast-paced nature of her previous position with Max had given her excellent training. She picked up the task immediately and handled everything with confidence and skill, even though she had been feeling lost for months.
Felicia briefly felt like herself once more. She recalled what it was like to be valuable and purposeful. Perhaps Jeremy was correct. She was destined to excel at her job. She shouldn't let love rule her life. Max didn't return home that evening. She seldom noticed anymore, and he hardly ever did. She wrote her resignation letter the following morning. Max oversaw the banks and investment firms that made up the Hawthorne Corporation's financial division. He had taken charge of the family's main business and continued to expand it in a world full of concealed knives and sharp edges. He required a heart as cold as his to survive, and he was both cunning and brutal.
Just as Max got out of his car, Felicia arrived at work. In his suit, he appeared well-groomed, strong, and totally in control. His wealth and prestige only served to enhance his allure. Hawthorne, Mr. As he passed, staff members respectfully nodded. Breaking out of her reverie, Felicia bent her head and moved away to avoid being noticed. He entered as though she didn't exist. Sandy, Max's secretary, received Felicia's resignation. Sandy used to work for her. Felicia now reported to Sandy.
It's funny how things can change. Everyone had been taken aback when Felicia was abruptly demoted. As soon as she graduated from college, she was hired as the CEO's assistant. Felicia had always been mediocre, but the part required both skill and a certain appearance. Her skills had been greater than her looks. She had even received compliments from Mr. Hawthorne, who was notoriously severe. However, Sandy believed she could see right through this woman. Felicia, in her opinion, was just a nobody who attempted to rise to the top by sleeping her way up.
Mr. Hawthorne now detested her since no amount of skill could conceal that. With a mocking smirk on her lips, Sandy accepted the resignation letter while her gaze strayed to Felicia's stomach. "Knowing your place is crucial. Having a child won't elevate you to a higher plane. The Hawthorne family is unmatched. You ought to keep in mind your true self. The fact that Felicia and Max were married was unknown to everyone at the company.