You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie)

Chapter 14

On the other end of the phone was Skylar Holland's voice which seemed extremely unpleasant.

"No, I just went there to have dinner with my colleague, and our company..." It was just nearby.

"I don't want to hear any of your explanations." Before Coralie could finish her words, Skylar interrupted

her. "I hope that you know your place! Our relationship is strictly monetary." Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Yes, I know. It's only about money between the two of us."

Coralie held the phone tightly and bit her lips, but she still couldn't help but to feel disappointed.

"It's good that you know. Don't ever do it again next time!"

His voice was cold, and the call was hung up.

Coralie sat in the corridor of the hospital as she looked at the wall which was painted in white. She took

a deep breath and said with a self-mockery tone, "Coralie, Coralie, he has given you money. What else

do you want? You have to remember your place! Both of you are not college kids anymore, everything

has changed, you are no longer living in the same world."

College had been a safe haven, an ivory tower, but unfortunately, they had left the tower.

They were now divided into different ranks.

Wayne had been eavesdropping from the room. He thought that Coralie and Skylar had a fight, so he

sent a text message to Coralie, "Sister, you've missed out on Brother Skylar once back then. Don't

miss out again this time."

Coralie returned to the ward and looked at her big-headed brother. "Go to sleep. Your Brother Skylar is

no longer the same person as before. Nothing would ever happen between me and him."

Wayne was not convinced, "Anyway, you are single now, and Brother Skylar is also single. Nothing is

impossible."

In fact, in his heart, the only person who was worthy of being his brother-in-law was not Howard

Schultz, but Skylar Holland.

"......"

Coralie and Shania stayed in peace for a whole week.

She initially thought that this was the end of the matter.

But after a weekend, when she came to the company, she saw someone sitting in her seat.

An old woman.

When she got nearer, she realized that the woman was Director Lane's wife!

"Sister, you're here."

Coralie could feel an ominous vibe when she saw that Director Lane's wife was sitting here at this

moment!

But there was nothing between her and Director Lane, so she didn't feel guilty at all.

"How dare you call me?"

When Director Lane's wife saw Coralie approaching her, she stood up and slapped her without saying

a word.

Coralie didn't expect that she would hit her, so she couldn't dodge in time. She got hit on the face with a

firm slap, and the right side of her face instantly swelled up.

Coralie responded immediately and retaliated by giving Director Lane's wife a slap.

However, she didn't have much strength. Director Lane's wife's face did not swell up like hers.

"You, how dare you hit me?"

Director Lane's wife was so angry that her face turned red. She was already fat, so she immediately felt

that she was out of breath when she started to get angry.

"If you hit me, why can't I hit you?"

"You seduced my husband! Why can't I hit you? You deserve it!"

When Director Lane's wife spoke, she grabbed onto Coralie's long hair and wanted to continue hitting

her. The other colleagues couldn't bear to see it, so they came forward to stop her.

After all, if this turns into a big mess, it wouldn't make sense if they did nothing to stop it.

"Where's the evidence?"

Director Lane's wife dragged Coralie by her long hair until she fell onto the ground, which made her

scalp numb.

She was surrounded by her colleagues who were trying to break up the fight. In the midst of the chaos,

she could hear a voice saying, "You deserve it, wh*re."

Needless to say, it was Shania's voice.

"Evidence? Everyone in the company knows that you had seduced my husband. What evidence do

you need?"

Director Lane's wife pulled Coralie to face her and even attempted to tear off her clothes. She swore,

"You b*tch, how shameless of you trying to seduce my husband."

As she spoke, the fat on her body kept on shaking.

Coralie couldn't do much as she was being dragged. She picked up an ashtray from her colleague's

table and swung it at Director Lane's wife mercilessly.

Since she could not reach her face, she decided to hit her feet.

It was said that one's fingers were linked to one's heart, and so was the toes.

When Coralie hit her, Director Lane's wife let out a howl.

She stood there and watched as Director Lane's wife was jumping and holding her foot. As she

jumped, she scolded, "B*tch, how dare you hit me? By the look of you, I know that you are a wh*re!"

Director Lane's wife tried to scold Coralie with the most unpleasant words that she could think of at that

time.

The colleagues who were there looked at each other and no one even dared to say that they believed

in Coralie with full confidence.

After all, in the past few years, Coralie had clocked in and out on time. She was busy every single day.

Although they got along well with each other, no one had a particularly good relationship with her.

However, one of them stood up and said, "Of course, there is evidence. You went to Director Lane's

office to repair the computer for two hours. We all know that it would only take 30 minutes to reboot the

system. You were in there for two hours, and when you came out, your attire was in a mess. Who

knows what you were doing in there."

The one who spoke was Shania.

She had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

Director Lane's wife came all the way to the office all thanks to her "good-willed" information.

"Two hours? The last time you asked me, it was still half an hour. This time it changed to two hours.

Will it become eight hours next time?"

Coralie was amused by Shania's clumsy and low-end tactics.

However, someone was willing to believe it.

When Director Lane's wife heard what Shania had said, she was even agitated. "You are so

shameless. You were divorced by your husband when he found out that you had an affair. Now you're

thinking of getting me divorced? Let me tell you, he was just playing with you."

He was just playing with you.

This sentence was like a thorn in her heart. Although she was talking about Director Lane, Coralie

thought of another person instead.

Coralie felt like a fool as she recalled the intimate moment that Skylar had shared with that woman in

the underground parking lot that day.

Coralie stood up straight, clenched her fists, and looked at Director Lane's wife with a sad and pitiful

look. "As the saying goes, you can't clap with one hand. You have the audacity to confront me here,

why don't you dare to ask Director Lane?"

Just like Howard Schultz and Alison Herman.

An affair was never one sided.

That was why she didn't force any of them to stay in the marriage.

"What's this? It's ridiculous that you, being a mistress, could still speak so confidently. Are you trying to

appear righteous?"

Director Lane's wife put her hands on her hips and was no longer holding her foot. She stood in front of

Coralie like an old, dumpy hag. Her body was so big that it was almost twice of Carolie's size.

When the male colleagues looked at Director Lane's wife, they felt that it might be true that Director

Lane had cheated on his wife.

After all, all men knew who they would choose.

"I'm not interested in being a mistress at all, neither am I interested in appearing righteous."

Coralie returned to her seat. She only hoped that this farce would end quickly.

In fact, Carolie was not very good at dealing with unreasonable women. The director's wife couldn't

keep her own husband in check and after being incited by others, she came to the company to cause a

huge scene without any evidence at hand.

"Why wouldn't you be interested? I heard that your college first love was a big boss. He must be a

married man too."

Shania, who was standing aside, had no intention to let this dispute die down.

In her opinion, all the successful ones must have married early.

"It's none of your business?" Coralie stood up again and asked Shania, "What good does it do you to

be gossiping around about others?"

"What's going on?" Director Lane asked.

At this time, Director Lane had only arrived at the office. As soon as he came in, he saw his wife

standing in the office, her face flushed with anger. Coralie's hair was messy and her face was swollen.

It was obvious that she had just been mercilessly beaten by someone.

Several colleagues who had gathered around looked at him with a strange look in their eyes and then

returned to their respective seats.

"How dare you ask? Do you think I didn't know that you have a lover at the company?"

When Director Lane's wife saw her husband, she was even more arrogant. She pointed at him and

scolded him like he had no feelings nor dignity.

"I didn't."

Director Lane may have been lecherous, but he didn't have to do anything. He would only stare at her

slightly longer than he should, but he has never laid a finger on her.

"No? If it isn't true, why would your colleague say so? Let me tell you, you can't hide the truth

anymore!"

Director Lane's wife cursed.

"Director Lane, Coralie Chariott, Manager Zenford had asked for the two of you."

The manager's secretary, Yuna Allen, who usually doesn't get involved in private arguments, appeared

and asked them to go to the manager's office.

Only then Director Lane's wife stopped talking.

Coralie and Director Lane followed Yuna and entered Manager Zenford's office.

Manager Zenford was also a 50-year-old man with a family. However, Yuna was his mistress.

As soon as she entered, Yuna stood beside Manager Zenford. Manager Zenford put his hands on her

skirt without any hesitation. When he saw Director Lane and Coralie had entered his office, he spoke

as if he had been through this, "What's wrong with the both of you? How can you let your wife know

about your extramarital affairs?"

"No, we..."

"There's nothing between us."

They explained themselves.

Before they could finish their words, Manager Zenford spoke again. "Since it's exposed, one of you

would have to leave the company. You two decide who shall be the one that will be leaving."

This was indeed a tricky question.

Coralie didn't want to leave. She was short on money, but before she could think of anything to say,

Director Lane said, "Coralie, why don't you go? You're young and I just heard that your lover is rich, but

I'm different from you. I'm so old so it wouldn't be easy for me to find a new job."