She indeed has good looks and figure.
But she has an average personality and a bad temper.
It’s just that... Kay seems really happy when he’s with her.
I can’t see what outstanding qualities that woman has, but I believe, to Kay, she’s different from the way I see her."
Evie Larkin gave a bitter smile, "Even Old Mr. Forrest said that Kay looks very happy with his girlfriend."
Seeing her in such a dispirited state, Nolan Moore sighed, "Evie, tell me the truth, do you still love him that much?"
Her eyes were filled with sadness, "If I said I don’t love him anymore, would you believe it?
Even when I say it out loud, I don’t believe it myself.
One’s feelings are something you can’t lie about, especially not to yourself, and I don’t want to lie in front of you.
From the moment he first held my hand, I knew, I could never let go of those hands for the rest of my life."
She gave a wry laugh, "But Nolan, why is loving someone so hard?
Is making one mistake really a crime that condemns you for a lifetime?
I want so badly to make up for my mistake, is it really that hard?"
"Evie, I think it’s time for you to forget the past and start anew."
Evie Larkin leaned on her knees, her hands covering her forehead as she hung her head.
"But it’s really not that easy.
I’ve tried hard, but it’s just impossible, I just love him, what can I do?
How could I, at that time... how could I have suddenly lost my mind?
How could I not see the good fortune I was in, am I insane, have I been cursed?"
Watching Evie Larkin in such agony, Nolan Moore sat opposite her, feeling helpless.
He didn’t know what he could possibly do to help her.
After all, Kay already has Jane Quinlan by his side.
It’s not like he could make Kay break up with Jane.
Kay despises him, he wouldn’t listen to him anyway.
Once again the sound of knocking came from outside the door, Nolan Moore said coldly: "Come in."
Jane pushed the door open and stepped forward to place down the teacup: "Director Moore, please review, is this tea satisfactory now?"
Nolan Moore looked up and saw the defiance mixed with anger in her eyes.
He waved his hand impatiently: "That’s fine, leave it there and go out."
Jane clenched her teeth, this Nolan Moore, always finding ways to antagonize her.
Considering that he has a visitor right now, she won’t quibble with him; she’ll settle the score with him later.
She stood up to leave, Evie Larkin looked at him, "Nolan, have I transferred my negative energy to you?"
Nolan Moore shook his head: "No, when you have sadness in your heart, it’s best to talk about it to feel a bit better."
Evie Larkin managed a bitter smile: "Never mind, I know you’re busy with work.
I shouldn’t have talked about this with you, perhaps it’s been too many years since I’ve been able to properly share my woes with someone.
Just forget everything I said just now.
Don’t worry, I’m fine, I’ve survived all these years, and I won’t be defeated here."
After finishing her words, she stood up: "I’ve been out for a while now, I need to hurry back."
Nolan Moore also stood up with her: "Evie, I think you should listen to me.
Some things, when it’s time to forget, you should just forget them.
About those men who don’t belong to you.
No matter how hard you try, it’s useless.
Right now, you’re in excruciating pain, struggling between life and death.
But what about Kay? He’s completely immersed in love and can’t pull himself away.
Nobody will see your pain.
A cold-hearted person like Kay, once he stops loving you, even if he sees the pain in your heart, he won’t care."
"In the end, you are the only one who suffers."
Evie Larkin pressed her lips together as she looked at him, her face slightly pale and her heart aching.
Every time Kay Forrest was brought up, it felt like a knife was being scraped across her heart.
She didn’t argue with him, just nodded: "I’m going back first."
Watching Evie Larkin open the door and leave, Nolan Moore lowered his head to glance at the two cups of tea on the table before turning back to his desk to continue working.
After Evie Larkin left, Jane Quinlan returned to his office, holding her notebook.
Because the task he had just started giving hadn’t been fully instructed.
Seeing the two untouched teacups on the table, Jane Quinlan’s anger grew even more.
But she bit her lip and tried to control her temper as she stepped forward.
"Director Moore, you haven’t finished giving the instructions for the work just now."
Nolan Moore looked up at her, the chill in his eyes so clear she could feel it even standing across the desk.
"The things I told you to arrange just now, go ahead and organize them.
I’ll tell you the rest this afternoon."
Jane Quinlan nodded: "OK, should I clear away these two cups of tea that nobody’s drinking?"
"Otherwise, are they an eyesore here?" Her tone was bad, and his was equally unfriendly.
Jane Quinlan scoffed and walked towards the coffee table to pick up the tea.
As Nolan Moore heard her scoff, he asked displeasedly, "What’s so funny that you’re scoffing?"
Jane Quinlan turned to look at him, her smile almost respectful.
"Scoff? How would I dare?
In front of a boss who doesn’t distinguish right from wrong and is domineering, I would only choose to keep a low profile."
"Domineering?" Nolan Moore put down the pen in his hand, his expression cold.
"Tell me, why should I carry such a name?"
"Does Director Moore think there was something wrong with the first pot of tea I brewed?"
He had started this by telling her to speak up, so she had no reason to play dumb now.
"So, where do you think there isn’t a problem?"
Jane Quinlan moved closer, full of determination: "I think there’s nothing wrong anywhere.
Why is the second cup of tea acceptable to you, but not the first?
The tea you’ve seen from the beginning is the same, I never switched it.
If you say you’re not targeting me, I would never believe that."
Nolan Moore smiled disdainfully: "Even if I am targeting you, so what?
I’ve disliked you from the start, and you knew that."
Jane Quinlan slammed her hands on the desk.
"Nolan Moore, don’t get it wrong.
Now is work time, we are colleagues.
If you despise me and want to bully me, please do it outside of work hours.
If you continue , then I won’t tolerate it anymore.
Because I can’t find a reason to work hard for a leader who doesn’t keep work and personal life separate.
And please remember, the salary I receive is from Grayson Group, not you.
So you have no right to take your personal grievances out in this manner."
After finishing her piece, she snorted, walked to the coffee table, picked up the two cups of tea, and left.
During this time, Nolan Moore did not say a word.
He was actually very clear that what Jane Quinlan said was correct.
He had indeed picked on her just now because he found her annoying.
But this woman really has a temper, doesn’t she? Not willing to take any disadvantage?
How did Kay Forrest get along with her?
That he could be interested in this kind of woman is truly a miracle.