I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Fiona nervously checked the condition of her bag. Bags like this limited-edition designer one lose value at the slightest flaw. Not understanding how to maintain designer bags, Fiona simply wiped it with a tissue, making it dirtier as she did. “You owe me for my bag,” Fiona said, pulling the server. “You ruined my bag my boyfriend gave me. It’s worth over forty thousand! It’s a Louis Vuitton, can’t you see?” Fiona emphasized the price of the bag.

Seeing Fiona’s aggressive stance, the server retorted, “I don’t know what Louis Vuitton is. Who brings a bag worth forty thousands here? I don’t think it’s even a real one. Is it a scam? Your boyfriend must be blind to choose you. You think you’re lucky to get a rich boyfriend, but I would go for a royal one.”

This struck a nerve with Fiona. “What did you say!? It’s real,” Fiona firmly grasped the server. “You have to pay. Get your boss here.”

Meredith quickly interjected, “Fiona, calm down…”

“It’s not yours, so of course, you can stay calm. This is over forty thousand, it’s from Terr…” Fiona almost slipped up, then corrected herself, “It’s a Valentine’s gift from my boyfriend. I’m your friend, why are you helping an outsider? Are you jealous that I found a rich boyfriend? You’re prettier than me but not as lucky, so you envy me, right?”

Meredith hadn’t even said anything yet. Although the bag wasn’t hers, she wouldn’t go as far as trying to calm Fiona down to help the server; she just asked Fiona to calm down.

Fiona’s extreme reaction surprised Meredith. Where was the Fiona who used to back down in a confrontation and never raised her voice in public? What happened to the Fiona who always hid behind her?

“Fiona, what are you saying?” Meredith became annoyed too. “Ever since you entered this room, everything seems off to you. You’re making everyone uncomfortable. What, after a few days of luxury, you forget the days you ate bread for dinner? Do you think you’re superior now, that you’re wealthy?”

Meredith had been patient for a long time; she wasn’t going to pamper Fiona.

“Stop arguing,” Justin intervened. “Why are you fighting? You are best friends. Fiona, apologize to Meredith.”

“Justin, every time there’s a problem, you side with Meredith. Do you look down on me too?” Fiona emotionally exclaimed. “Do you all want me to go back to my old poor days? Do you think I deserve poverty in your eyes?”

Fiona was like a firecracker, easily provoked.

Infuriated, Meredith said, “If you feel uncomfortable eating with us, then leave.”

“Do you think I wanted to come?” Fiona said arrogantly. “Don’t call me in the future.”

With those words, Fiona grabbed her bag and left. This was the first time she had fought so fiercely with Meredith. She didn’t just fight to let off steam; she wanted to break off the relationship with Meredith. She believed that cutting ties with Meredith was the only way to avoid being found out.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

After Fiona left, Meredith drank a glass of cold water to calm down. “I think she’s possessed. She gets a boyfriend, and suddenly her temper flares up.”

Justin was also surprised, “Meredith, I saw Fiona just now, it seemed like she was deliberately picking a fight with you. What’s going on between you two? You used to be so close you could wear the same pants, now you’re so distant.”

“Why is she picking a fight with me on purpose?” Meredith wondered. “Ever since she got a boyfriend, she’s been like this. She doesn’t return calls or messages, acting like she wants to cut ties with me.”

“Getting a boyfriend shouldn’t make her act like this, but the issue seems to be with Fiona’s boyfriend,” Justin suggested. “Do you know where Fiona moved to? I’ll look it up.”

“I don’t know. She doesn’t tell me anything,” Meredith replied. “Did you drive here? Fiona just left; it’s worth following her to see where she went.”