"Here. These are our resignation letters," I said.

The HR director, Ms. Lewitt, suddenly stood up. Her face was pale as she looked at me.

“Ms. Wesley, how could you resign? And Wayne, you’re all key members of the company! Your department is responsible for 80% of the company’s revenue!

“I don’t have the authority to approve your resignations. I’ll have to ask Mr. Forger first.”

Ms. Lewitt shakily pulled out her phone, and I didn’t stop her.

“Don't bother calling him.” The door to the CEO's office suddenly opened. Claire Yates appeared with a protruding belly.

She waved her phone victoriously.

“Harry said the Sales Department is entirely under my control, including decisions about whether you stay or leave. Do you all want to resign? Fine. But first, hand over all the bonuses the company has given you over the years. I’ll approve your resignation then.”

I clenched my fists tightly.

'Harry, how could you let her humiliate us like this?' I thought.

Those bonuses had been earned through countless nights of overtime!

“Ms. Yates.” I glared at her coldly. “The bonuses were legally earned. You have no right to demand we pay it all back.”

“I don’t care. Either return the money, or continue working here!” She smugly rubbed her belly.

“Harry said I’m in charge now. You'd better listen to me, or I’ll block your resignations entirely.”

I held back, pulled out my phone, and dialed Harry's number.

It took a long time before he answered.

"What is it now?" He asked impatiently.

Before I could speak, Claire snatched the phone and immediately pretended to sob.

“Harry! Ms. Wesley says she wants to resign, and she won’t listen to me! She’s trying to intimidate me!

“I know she’s jealous I’m pregnant with your baby, but she can’t bully me like this. I’m so scared!”

“Hand her the phone!” Harry snapped loudly.

Claire smugly handed the phone back to me.

Her exaggerated whining made my stomach turn.

I took the phone. To avoid any further complications, I began to explain.

“Harry, I don’t care about you and her. I only want to resolve the team’s resig–”

“Anna!” Harry cut me off angrily .“Can't you just tolerate Claire and the baby she’s carrying? You know this might be the only child I’ll ever have. Are you doing this on purpose?"

I pursed my lips.

“I have no interest in making things hard for your lover. Listen carefully. I'm not the only one resigning. The entire team–"

Claire suddenly moved closer and began whining.

“Harry, forget it. Stop being mad at Ms. Wesley. I want some seafood. Make her buy some. Consider it punishment for what she did."

“Did you hear that?” Harry asked coldly. “My fiancée wants seafood. Go get some now.”

The restaurant was too far. A round-trip would take at least four hours.

I refused directly.

Harry snorted. “Fine. If you won’t do it, I’ll make sure your entire team goes down.

"Think hard about what you choose to do next.”

With that, he hung up.

My throat burned, and my chest felt heavy, yet somehow, I was numb through it all.

I knew Harry wasn’t simply spoiling Claire. More importantly, it was about the baby she was carrying.

Harry and I once had a child, too.

Back then, the company was at a critical stage. I had worked late into the night every day. One day, I suddenly collapsed in the conference room and was sent to the hospital. That's when I found out I was eight weeks pregnant.

Unfortunately, I pushed beyond my limits and lost the baby.

I was afraid of hurting Harry, so I never told him the truth. I just said it was a stomach problem and bore the grief of losing our child alone.

Looking back now, it was my mistake to trust him.

Claire proudly rubbed her belly and looked at me.

“You saw how Harry listens to me now. As long as you agree to get me some seafood, I’ll approve your resignations immediately.

“Following the normal process would take at least a month. You wouldn’t want to spend an entire month carrying out janitorial work, would you?”

I accepted her offer. “Fine. I’ll do it.”

The core members of my team immediately had tears in their eyes.

Wayne grabbed my arm. “Ms. Wesley, don’t do it! They’re clearly trying to humiliate you!”

“Exactly!” Zach slammed his fist on the table. “They can try to make things difficult for us, but how can Mr. Forger treat you this way? It’s completely unfair. Don’t back down. At worst, it’s just a month of janitorial work!”

I shook my head.

“It’s fine. Consider it the final favor I do for this company.”

Four hours later, I was drenched from the rain. I returned to the villa with the seafood I’d bought, and I looked awful.

Claire was sitting on Harry’s lap in the living room.

Seeing me, she deliberately said, “Harry, look! She really went to get the seafood!”

Harry’s tense expression softened when he saw me. He reached for the takeout box.

“That's smart of you. Since you've brought it back, stay and eat with us.”

I ignored him and headed straight upstairs.

Harry’s displeased voice came from behind. “Anna, I’m talking to you!”

I opened the bedroom door and found that the room had been completely transformed. None of my things remained.

Winnie, our housekeeper, stood awkwardly in the corner with a box.

“Madam, Ms. Yates said she wants to stay in the master bedroom today, so we moved all your things to the garage.”

She trembled as she opened the box and revealed a broken watch inside.

“Ms. Yates smashed many of your precious belongings and threw them in the trash. I knew how much this watch meant to you, so I secretly retrieved it.”

I looked at it, and my eyes filled with tears.

That watch was a gift from Harry when we made our first major profit from the company. He had crossed the city in a blizzard to buy it for me.

That day, he was soaked and had scraped his knees, yet he smiled and said, “Anna, every year, I’ll get you something better. I will always love you.”

Later, things had gotten too busy in the company, and he had never gotten me anything else.

However, I had always cherished the sentiment behind that first gift.

“Thank you, Winnie,” I said before taking the watch and heading downstairs.

Harry’s expression instantly darkened when he saw me. “What are you doing?”

“I’m here to say goodbye.” I placed the broken watch in front of him.

“You can have this watch back. I’m giving back everything you ever gave me.”

“Anna!” He saw the broken watch and grabbed my wrist furiously.

“How dare you leave? Do you even know how many times I fell just to get this for you?!

“Even if I wronged you, how could you destroy it?” He asked through clenched jaws.

I looked past him to Claire.

“This was destroyed by your lover.”

Claire immediately teared up and whimpered.

“Anna, I know you’re mad I stole Harry from you, but you’re divorced now. Can you please just let me off the hook? Don’t falsely accuse me of doing it.”

“Falsely accuse you?” My gaze turned cold. “Why don't we ask Winnie who did it?”

Smack!

A hard slap landed across my face.

I stumbled back two steps, my cheek burning.

“Anna.” Harry’s bloodshot eyes locked on me. “Apologize to Claire right now, and I’ll forget about the watch.”

Claire hid behind him and flashed me a triumphant smile.

I closed my eyes and cursed myself for still trying to explain anything to him.

Why would he care if I was right or wrong?

I ignored the sting on my cheek and inhaled deeply.

“Harry, my lawyer said the divorce papers are finalized. I’ve returned your watch, too.

"From this day on, we’re done for good.”

Without another word, I walked out into the rain.

Behind me, a chair crashed to the floor. It sounded like someone had lost their temper completely.

I didn’t look back and just kept walking.

The next day, I went to the HR Department to request my official resignation papers.

Ms. Lewitt tried desperately to persuade me to stay. She even made one final call to Harry for confirmation.

Harry was busy taking Claire to her prenatal checkup, and he didn’t even let her finish before snapping, “The Sales Department is already under Claire’s control. Just do whatever she says. She’s in charge now. Do as she says!

"The company seal’s in the safe. Handle it yourself and stop bothering me!”

The line then went dead. Ms. Lewitt stomped her feet in frustration but eventually had no choice but to stamp every single resignation letter.

On the other side of the door, the group of college students Claire had hired made sure I heard every word of their gossip.

“What’s the point of being good at your job if you can’t even keep your husband? She can’t have kids either. What a loser!”

“Right? Claire’s way better. One try and she’s pregnant. Some people have been married for years and still can’t get pregnant!”

Everyone in my team clenched their fists angrily. They were ready to fight back, but I raised a hand to stop them.

“Don’t bother. We’re done here. Let’s go.”

At exactly three in the afternoon, I led 32 members of my team onto a flight bound for Demarcia.

Meanwhile, Harry was at the hospital with Claire for her prenatal appointment when his phone started buzzing nonstop.

Annoyed, he finally stepped aside to take the call.

“What is it? You’ve been calling all day!”

“Mr. Forger, there’s a problem.” His secretary’s panicked voice came through. “Several clients are saying our project proposals are completely unusable!”

Harry frowned. “What do you mean by unusable? What’s Anna doing? She’s always been the one reviewing those proposals herself.”

“Ms. Wesley has already resigned, Sir.”

Harry froze. “Who approved that? What about the rest of the Sales Department? What happened to Group A and Group B? There are 32 of them, and they're all top performers. Couldn’t they keep the projects under control?”

The secretary’s voice trembled in fear.

“Mr. Forger, Ms. Yates transferred the entire Sales Department to the Facilities Department. Weren't you aware of that?

"And yesterday, they all resigned together. Ms. Yates told Ms. Wesley to buy her some seafood, and once Ms. Wesley did it, Ms. Yates approved everyone’s resignations. All the paperwork’s been stamped. This morning, they all flew overseas with Ms. Wesley.”