Unexpected Encounter with my Boss (Vincent and Tiffany) novel Chapter 68

"That's nonsense!" Teresa held Tiffany's hand and cupped her cheek.

She said gently, "My darling Tiff is the most adorable and obedient young lady in this world. When you get married, your husband has to be the best man you can find.

"Don't worry about the future. I'll make sure you won't experience the hardships I've experienced; I'll find you the best man in the world. I won't let him make you suffer."

Tiffany bit her lip without saying anything. Teresa thought she was being willful and saying these things in the heat of the moment, but she meant what she'd said.

Society seemed to have already stuck certain labels onto women—they had to marry, have children, and stay home to raise their children.

They could only rely on men to survive, so men weren't to blame even if they made mistakes.

It was as if marriage wasn't the natural next step for two people who were in love—it was more of a makeshift prison for women.

And it would take unbelievable courage for a woman to break free of that prison.

Teresa was also trapped in this prison. Tiffany knew Teresa wouldn't believe anything she said now.

Teresa wanted to give Eric another chance because she still had hope in their marriage. Tiffany could only hope Eric would learn his lesson from this and truly treat Teresa well in the future.

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Vincent pushed open the door of a private room at Nocturne Nightclub. He strode in, ignoring the looks he received as he plopped onto the couch and poured himself a drink. He downed it in one go.

Charles chuckled from where he was perched on the couch. He asked, "What's up with you? You look sexually frustrated. Is there trouble in paradise?"

Vincent glanced at him. His bad mood was exacerbated when he saw the lecherous look on Charles' face. "No."

"No?" Charles sipped his drink and grinned. "Did your lovely little lover kick you out because you couldn't satisfy her?"

The thought of Kelly eagerly awaiting his return made Vincent even more reluctant to head home. He grabbed his glass from Charles and continued drinking. He ignored Charles' teasing.

Charles raised an eyebrow at this. Then, he stood up and left the private room. He stood outside and dialed a number.

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Tiffany had just left the hospital when her phone rang. She pulled it out to see that the call was from a number she didn't recognize. After a moment of hesitance, she answered it. "Hello? Who is this?"

"Am I speaking to Ms. Lloyd?" The voice on the other end of the line sounded familiar, but she couldn't place it.

She nodded. "Yes, you are."

"Your boss, Mr. Lewis, is at Nocturne Nightclub. He's drunk as a skunk. Could you come over to take him home?"