The city streets were unbearably congested during the after-work rush hour, especially on Fridays. The cars on the road were moving inch by inch.
Within this bustling congestion, Elizabeth Thompson was waiting for the bus beneath the stop sign opposite her office building, blending in with the crowd.
She was wearing a mid-length thin trench coat in a fresh and clean color. The coat was not expensive but quite fashionable. The soft fabric outlined her slim waist, perfect for a white-collar worker who had just graduated.
She wasn't like some young girls in the company who would spend an entire month's salary dressing up. Sometimes, a mere bag could cost them a month's salary. She was well aware of her living conditions, and her only requirement for clothing was that it should be simple and elegant.
After all, she worked for a large corporation like Arden Group, so due to professional rules, she also wore light makeup. Her medium-length black hair was gathered and tied behind her head. Her overall demeanor was refined, gentle, and warm.
However, her mental state at this moment seemed a bit exhausting, seeming somewhat despairing, along with a touch of anxiety.
Today was supposed to be a proud and joyous day in her life.
Today was her last day of the probation period at Arden Group. Early in the morning, the HR department had issued a list of employees who passed the probation period, and she was on it.
To be clear, Arden Group was a big company that had always been strict with its recruitment. Nearly a hundred people came for the internship together, but in the end, only one person was retained in a department, some departments even didn't retain anyone.
Therefore, she should be pleased to be successful in such a selection ratio and join the planning department of Arden Group, right?
Just that, all her joy and excitement came crashing down when the company's top executives were greeting the new hires.
The rarely seen president of the company, like a bolt from the blue, shocked her to her core.
The memories of years ago, a night filled with pain and pleasure, and the stern face identical to the man before her eyes, clearly surfaced in her mind, causing all warmth in her body to retreat in an instant.
She had never thought that the owner behind the company she so desperately wanted to join was the man she had a reckless entanglement with years ago.
With shock, she watched him in his expensive and refined suit, walking with elegant strides, a distant smile on his lips, introducing himself to each of them.
There was a compulsion in her to turn around and run.
She wanted to escape, not because the man had once taken her innocence, but because of her... guilt.
Perhaps someone might ask, it was him who took her innocence, why would she feel guilty?
Her guilt, was because she... secretly bore his child.
The entanglement that night had come too unexpectedly. She hadn't thought she would become pregnant, and by the time she found out, her kind-hearted nature wouldn't allow her to abort this innocent child.
So she's afraid now.
Afraid that he would recognize her, afraid he'd discover the existence of the child, afraid that he... would take the child away.
You must understand, that she and the child have been one another's source of survival these past few years. The child has become the most important part of her life.
