The Boy Who Tattooed My Name on His Chest novel Chapter 79

Every time after dinner, I would feel uncomfortable for a long time.

"If you don’t want to eat, then don’t."

Later, he personally served me a bowl of soup and said meaningfully, "Joshua’s dad didn’t listen to me back then, insisted on finding a wife on his own. And then to marry Joshua’s mother, he stubbornly argued with me. Arguing and arguing, he ended up losing his life. Even the son he raised turned out poorly. So sometimes, liking someone doesn’t necessarily mean they’re the right one. Donna, you understand, right?"

Then I knew. This was a warning from Elder Graham.

I never brought this up in front of Joshua. I just kept working hard, thinking that maybe one day I would win Elder Graham’s approval. But I never expected that the first to give in would be Joshua. He accepted Elder Graham’s suggestion and began to interact with the young daughter of the Fox family who had just returned from studying abroad.

He needed the Fox family’s cooperation, but at the same time, he refused to let me go. But where in the world is there such a good deal?

After leaving the old mansion, I stared at the signed termination contract in my hands, feeling a little dazed. Being with Joshua seemed like a natural thing, as though everything just fell into place. We had known each other for years. In the beginning, we would argue, but later, we supported each other. Eventually, our feelings grew, and we ended up together.

But that also meant no one ever confessed first, nor did anyone say "I like you" first. It was as if the first one to say those words would be admitting defeat. We got together in a muddled way, so even breaking up now felt awkward and incomplete.

At least it was over.

The news of my departure from SEA Group spread quickly. Many companies threw olive branches my way.

But I knew that many of them were just trying to see the drama around Joshua.

So I rejected all of them one by one.

George even came to find me.

"Is it because of the non-compete agreement?"

He guessed the reason for my refusal, frowning with righteous indignation. "Joshua wouldn't have messed with the non-compete agreement, would he? That's so low!"

"No," I said, packing my things, my tone helpless. "I just don't want to work anymore."

Unfortunately, no one believed me.

When I was by Joshua's side, I was known for being a workaholic.

"So what are you planning to do next?"

"Travel."

I had already made most of my travel plans.

Hearing this,

George looked at me as if I were a fallen woman.

"Come on, it's not that bad. Really not," he said, patting me on the shoulder with a look of heartache. "It's just a man, right? If you like him, I can introduce you to a few talented young men tomorrow! But making money is something you can't delay. You're still young—"

I was silent and immediately kicked him out.

Not long after, I received a text message.

"Mom," I said, a little tired, "Don't worry, I'll send the allowance on time every month. I won't care about how you use it, and you don't need to worry about whether I’ll go back or not. Is that okay?"

My mom instantly went quiet, like a rooster whose neck had been squeezed, unable to say anything.

Finally, she murmured,

"How could this happen? You two were always so close...

I'm not saying anything bad, I'm just doing this for your own good..."

The words "for your own good" had already become her shield.

No matter what she did, it was always for my own good.

So getting back with that scumbag was also for my own good?

Rationality forced me to swallow these words.

I simply responded with a "Mm," and didn’t say more.

"Then, Donna, are you coming home for dinner the day after tomorrow? He... he won't be there! Mom hasn’t seen you in a while."

My mom’s voice suddenly became cautious.

I paused, holding the phone.