Seeing that I didn't make things difficult for Katie, Connor seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
He was about to explain his previous actions, but I wasn't interested in listening. I directly took out my resignation letter and interrupted him.
I said, "I've considered what you said about me leaving the company. I'll do as you suggested."
Connor took the resignation letter, reading the contents with some bewilderment.
Last week, he had indeed discussed the idea of me leaving the company.
I had been emotional and had a big argument with him.
I said that even if we got married and had children, I would never give up my career.
Yet here I was, giving up so quickly.
For some reason, he felt uneasy and hesitated to sign the letter.
"Are you sure about this?" he asked.
I nodded without hesitation.
In the past, I only wanted to stand by his side, so I stayed in his company for eight years, securing countless major projects for him.
But as the company became more stable, he wanted to make me leave to make Katie feel more comfortable, calling it a way for me to rest at home.
I knew all this, which was why I had refused to leave the company.
But now, I don't care anymore.
Leaving here, I would embrace a wider world.
He signed the letter and handed it to me, but when I tried to take it, he didn't let go.
I looked at him with a puzzled expression, and only then did he release his grip.
He asked, "Did you come to the office just to get me to sign this?"
I replied, "Yes."
The HR manager didn't dare accept my resignation letter, insisting that Connor had to agree first.
I submitted the resignation letter to the HR department.
The HR manager was shocked when he saw Connor's signature.
He looked at me with sympathy.
"Did Connor break up with you?" he asked.
Before I could respond, Connor appeared behind me.
He said unhappily "Break up? She's just going home to rest."
The HR manager immediately shrank back, smiling awkwardly.
"Wait for me tonight. We'll leave together," Connor told me.
Then he walked away.
The HR manager relaxed and patted his chest.
He said, "Ms. Stevens is always so unpredictable.
"But it's good that you didn't break up. After all, you've been together for eight years. It's not worth it for a minor assistant."
I smiled but didn't respond, only saying that I would treat him to dinner in a couple of days.