To the Love of My Life

Last week, thanks to Steve’s indulgence towards Olivia, she could hear the sarcasm in his words, but still had the confidence to pout at him, saying,

“Steve, there are no strangers here anyway.”

Steve casually flipped through the file, his eyes glued to the words on the pages, and with a calm and steady manner, uttered striking words: “No outsiders? Aren’t you one then?”

His tone was so light, but it instantly chilled Olivia’s heart. How did Steve’s attitude towards her change like night and day after just one weekend?

When someone loves another, they can easily be swayed by every word and action. Olivia was no exception. She would be excited for the entire weekend because Steve would voluntarily chat with her about non-work-related topics in the office. However, at times like this, his single comment would send her down to the bottom and put her in despair, leaving her tone sounding somehow sadder: “Steve, did I do something not good enough to make you angry?”

Upon hearing her words, Steve curled his lips into a light smile, as if he had just heard a hilarious joke. With a cold tone, he said even more hurtful words: “Olivia, that’s really funny. To an outsider like you, do you think I need to spare any unnecessary emotions?”

“But last week…”

Thinking of last week, Steve remembered how he had used Olivia to find out what kind of cake Ruby liked, only to end up with a bunch of useless answers. His expression turned somber and his cold voice had traces of anger when he replied, “Last week? I don’t remember.”

I don’t remember… such a definitive statement turned the glimmer of hope in Olivia’s heart into utter despair in an instant.

She thought that she would be the first to benefit from their closeness, seeing the clouds part and the moon reveal itself. However, it turned out to be her own wishful thinking.

If Olivia had never had any hope, she wouldn’t feel so miserable. But now, as her newfound hope abruptly vanished, she found her heart aching so dramatically that her eyes turned red in an instant.

Yet, facing Olivia with her reddened eyes, Steve’s attitude not only remained unchanged, but became even colder and more indifferent: “Olivia, just because I criticized you a little, you’re crying? There’s even worse to come. I told you, do not call me ‘Steve’ during work. If it happens again, don’t bother coming to the secretary department.. Just go straight to HR to complete your resignation and leave Pristine’s Enterprises!”