My Alpha Husband Refused the 100K Surgery
Chapter 3
After collecting my thoughts, I brought my resignation letter and went straight to the company to process my departure.
After marrying Leon, I had been working at his company.
Along the way, colleagues around me pointed and whispered.
"Isn't that Circe? How does she still have the face to come to the company?"
"Right? Doesn't know her place. Last month she had the nerve to ask Leon for a hundred thousand dollars, and Leon had security throw her out."
"With her salary, how many years would she have to work for Leon to earn a hundred thousand?"
"Haha, ignore this clown, let's go..."
Hearing these voices, I laughed bitterly at myself.
After years of marriage, Leon never publicly announced our relationship, and to avoid suspicion, he always arranged for me to work as an ordinary employee at the bottom.
No one knew that I was Nightcrest pack's mysterious Luna.
All these years I worked diligently, no matter how many all-nighters I pulled, to help the company close deal after deal.
I just wanted to become a little more excellent, to make Leon acknowledge Lucy and me.
But my promotion applications were rejected by him time and time again.
I went to him confused, wanting an explanation.
He just smiled and told me: "Circe, this is all training for you, so you can be a better wife and mother!"
I was speechless, thinking he must have his own plans.
But the day Vivian returned to the country, he mobilized dozens of luxury cars to welcome her at the airport, with deafening fireworks.
That night, Vivian parachuted into the company and was appointed vice president.
Only then did I understand—the difference between love and lack of love was simply too obvious.
If that was the case, there was no need to continue this ridiculous marriage.
I submitted my resignation.
The moment I walked out of the company, I thought I would feel heavy-hearted, but instead I only felt relieved.
All these years, I was like a bird with broken wings, trapped in a cage, only feeling oppression.
But now, freedom stretched before me.
I went to Lucy's grave. In front of the small tomb, I carefully placed all the toys she loved when she was alive.
I stayed with Lucy until late at night before dragging my exhausted body home.
Unexpectedly, when I opened the door, I found Leon unusually waiting for me at home.
"Look what time it is. I thought you'd learned to stay out all night."
On the sofa, Leon sat with furrowed brows and crossed arms, his face full of displeasure.
This expression meant he was waiting for me to coax him.
But I only felt it was strange. Before, even when Vivian was just slightly injured, he would stay by her side caring for her, not coming home all night. But today, Vivian had made such a fuss she ended up in the hospital, yet he wasn't there taking care of her?
Not that it was my business. I was too lazy to ask. I asked flatly:
"Do you need something?"
My cold tone made Leon's expression stiffen.
Before, no matter what happened, I always greeted him with a smile, but since he returned from his trip, I seemed to have become a different person. I didn't fight with him or make a fuss, and even the way I looked at him had lost its warmth.
This made him feel uneasy inside, and he hurried to say:
"You're still angry about me traveling with Vivian, aren't you? I already told you, it was just to relax."
"Didn't Lucy always say she wanted to go to the beach? Fine, once I finish my current work, I'll take you and Lucy too. Happy now?"
The peace offering he extended sounded more like charity to my ears.
To him, Lucy and I were like two pets—played with when he was in a good mood, kicked aside when he wasn't.
Leon suddenly remembered something and looked at me strangely.
"Huh? Where's Lucy? I haven't seen her since I got back."
"Did you send her to your mother's house?"
I looked at him in disbelief. He'd been back for two days and only now thought to ask about Lucy?
He had no place for Lucy in his heart, much less for this family.
Before I could speak, Vivian walked out of the bathroom wearing my bathrobe.