As soon as he entered, he almost got hit by a flying pillow. It seemed that Fidelia was having a tantrum, throwing anything that she could get her hands on.

With his quick reflex, Isaac managed to dodge the pillow.

“ALL of you, get out of here!" Fidelia cried to all the medical staff. However, as soon as she saw Isaac, she froze for a second. Then, she ran straight towards him

Isaac took two steps back, hoping he could avoid her

Fidelia failed to throw herself into Isaac's arms. Her eyes were red with tears as she said, "Why did you do this to me?"

Isaac just shot her a cold look and didn't say anything in response

"I saved your life, didn't I? Did you know that I was almost raped and murdered?"

Fidelia was wailing so hard that her cries sounded like screeching metal.

The sound of it made Isaac frown in disgust.

"I won't go to the branch company. I won't!" she shouted hysterically while stomping her feet in protest.

"You grew up abroad. I can arrange other jobs for you there," Isaac said.

Despite Fidelia's crazy behavior, Isaac stood firm and didn't give in to her request.

Fidelia stared at his cold eyes in disbelief. Was he this heartless? There were wounds all over her face. Could he not see them?

Why was he still sending her away?

“Why can't I work in the company? Did I do something wrong? I can change... "

"I arranged work for you because of the old man," Isaac cut her off “Also, because you're the owner of the jade pendant. That's the only reason why I'm here. I'm just helping you out of the kindness of my heart. If you don't want it, then I can take it back."

Fidelia was dumbfounded. This was not what she wanted! “It's not that I don't want it. I just..."

"Do you want money instead?" Isaac interrupted her again

He really didn't want to have anything to do with this woman.

He just wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible.

Fidelia shook her head vigorously. Although her parents had died early and her family wasn't as rich as the Johnston family, she wasn't in dire need of money.

Instead, what she wanted was this man!

“I don't want money," Fidelia declared. Then, she remembered what Stevie had told her. Crying all the time was useless, and she should learn how to make use of every tear.

But she looked at herself and thought she looked miserable enough. Isaac was still not showing any mercy to her.

If there was a perfect time to cry, shouldn't it be now?