How My Ex Became My Next

‘Mr. Harrington’s fiancée?‘ Gilda repeated in her heart.

She and Jensen were secretly married, so the staff of the company only knew that she was his secretary.

She thought, ‘Is Jason talking about Madeleine?

“I’ve just divorced Jensen, and Madeleine has already come to the Harrington Corporation. She would even sleep in the same bed I used to sleep in at the Harrington residence and try all kinds of positions with

him.‘

Gilda felt a sharp pain in her heart at the thought of this.

However, she still thanked Jason for his reminder and left the HR Department directly.

Jason watched her leave with a meaningful expression.

Everyone could see Gilda’s obsession with Jensen and that was probably what got her fired.

Jason turned on his computer and said in a sarcastic tone, “It’s going

to be interesting.”

As soon as Gilda walked out of the elevator on the top floor and headed for the CEO’s office, she saw Lanny.

“Hi, Ms. Lynch. Lanny glanced at the luggage in her hand.

He knew that she was here for her ID card, so he pointed at the meeting room with the file in his hand and said, “I gave your ID card to Mr. Harrington. He’s in a meeting and it’s the third one. Are you in a hurry? Do you want me to call him out?”

“Don’t bother.” Gilda sounded very polite. “I’ll wait for him here.”

“No problem. Do you need some coffee?”

Lanny knew that Jensen wouldn’t let Gilda quit because she had a lot of work to do including some important projects. If she suddenly left, it would be difficult to find another person to take over them Therefore, he was much nicer to Gilda than before. “I just learned how to make pour–over coffee.”

“Thanks. I’m good.” Since Gilda wanted to break up with Jensen completely, she didn’t have to be nice to

his subordinates.

Hearing this, Lanny shut up and went to the meeting room to give Jensen the file. Gilda passed the working place and glanced in the direction of the meeting room.

She looked through the open door and saw that the meeting room was full of people.

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She saw Jensen’s slicked–back hair and broad shoulders, and he was listening to the people sitting beside him. He seemed a little indifferent and only spoke occasionally.

Jensen always looked attentive in the meeting.

Gilda lowered her head and saw her wet clothes and luggage.

Although she wanted to break in, she felt that it was too inappropriate.

Then she looked at the CEO’s office. Although the window was made of frosted glass, she could still see a woman sitting in a wheelchair. She seemed to be Madeleine, who Gilda bumped into in the hospital.

Gilda knew she would only embarrass herself by going in.

Therefore, Gilda put her luggage in the checkroom and went to the restroom. She turned on the tap and washed her face with cold water to keep calm while thinking about how to get her ID card from Jensen.

“You’re late today, Ms. Lynch!”

An intern greeted Gilda when she came to wash her hands. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

Gilda just nodded without saying anything. After the intern left, she wiped her face with the tissue and looked at herself in the mirror. The last time she went to Geleston, Patrick said she was thinner than before, and she explained at that time that she was on a diet.

She reflected, ‘It looks like my marriage is really a great torment to me. I’m probably right to choose divorce.

While she was lost in her thoughts, the door of the restroom was pushed open again. A woman with a good figure came in. Her face was smooth and fair and she looked noble and elegant. Her belly was a little. swollen.

Seeing Madeleine, Gilda couldn’t help feeling self–contemptuous.

She quickly wiped off the water on her face, straightened up, and turned around to leave.

“Wait a second.” Madeleine suddenly stopped her. “I just heard someone call you Ms. Lynch. You’re Jensen’s secretary, right?”

Gilda froze, feeling that Madeleine was approaching her.

Madeleine walked to her and said with a gentle smile, “Jensen’s meeting should be over soon. Can you make a coffee and bring it to the CEO’s office? You know what he likes, don’t you?”