Remarried Wife: She will Remarry, But Another Person
Chapter 6: I’m the One Leaving Jordan Hawthorne
CHAPTER 6: CHAPTER 6: I’M THE ONE LEAVING JORDAN HAWTHORNE
Very quickly, Sabrina packed up her belongings, without any pause, and walked away.
Passing through the office area, the employees’ gazes converged on her.
She showed no sign of disappointment or sadness, her expression unusually calm.
Isn’t this a kind of liberation?
She never liked this job.
Only blame herself for being so foolish, for abandoning what she excelled at for that man.
Her steps were hurried, just stepping out of the elevator, she ran into Ethan Hawthorne.
Upon seeing Sabrina carrying a bunch of items, he immediately began with sarcasm, "Who is this, looking like a stray dog? Oh, it’s you... Sabrina!
How does it feel to be kicked out? Not too pleasant, I suppose? I’ve always said, this position doesn’t belong to you, whether it’s as a research lab director or as the Hawthorne Family’s young mistress, none of these... are things you’re deserving of.
Now that Brooke is back, you should have faced the reality, right?"
Sabrina looked at Ethan, her gaze very cold.
Once, because she loved Jordan Hawthorne, she was full of goodwill towards this brother-in-law.
Even trying to please him and the Hawthornes, hoping to gain their favor.
But no matter what she did, Ethan was always harsh to her.
Back then, she didn’t know why, but now, seeing the barely concealed fervor in his eyes when he mentioned Brooke Sinclairs, she suddenly understood a little...
Sabrina let out a mocking laugh, responded, "Indeed, I’ve seen things clearly. Before, I thought you were an ungrateful wolf, now I realize you’re just an unrequited love puppy."
Ethan never expected Sabrina would scold him.
In the past, this woman was like wood, enduring all his ridicule and insults.
Now, she’s daring to call him a love puppy?
"Sabrina, are you looking for death?"
Ethan’s face turned cold, his gaze chilling.
"What’s the matter? Hit a sore spot?"
In her eyes, Sabrina intentionally showed a hint of teasing, looking at him as she asked.
Ethan was furious, snapped, "Do you have the face to say that? Back then, you took advantage of my brother when he was drunk, isn’t that more shameless? No wonder all these years, my brother doesn’t love you, now he’s eager to make room for Brooke, clearly because he despises your lowly tactics."
Referring to the events four years ago, Sabrina still couldn’t help but turn slightly pale.
At that time, she always believed Jordan Hawthorne knew he was drunk, causing the accident.
Could it be... he always thought it was her tactic?
Whatever, it doesn’t matter now, she’s decided to divorce, what is there to care about?
Ethan thought his words could hurt Sabrina’s heart, immediately puffing up like a victorious rooster.
Continuing to step on Sabrina’s sore spot, "Sabrina, just wait, now you’re just kicked out of the company, soon, you’ll be kicked out of the Hawthorne Family too!"
Unexpectedly, Sabrina’s expression remained indifferent, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth: "Ethan, listen clearly, whether I leave the Hawthorne Family or not isn’t decided by you, but by me... Now, I’m the one who doesn’t want Jordan.
If you have time to jump up and down in front of me, why not improve your professional skills, don’t you know how many people secretly call you a spoiled rich brat?"
Finished speaking, without waiting for Ethan to react, Sabrina walked away effortlessly, without looking back.
Behind her, Ethan’s face turned black, utterly furious!
...
After returning from the company, Sabrina focused on being with her daughter.
The little girl was in the children’s room, diligently assembling the Lego toys Sabrina had bought recently.
The nanny watched her from the side.
However, the complexity of the toy was too high, Zara often got stuck, showing a look of irritation.
"Zara, don’t be anxious, mommy will teach you!"
In front of her daughter, Sabrina’s eyes were always filled with a gentle smile.
She patiently taught Zara, the mother and daughter worked together, slowly piecing the toy together bit by bit.
...
The Hawthorne Group.
After Sabrina left, Brooke Sinclairs took over her job.
Initially, she planned to make a big impression once Sabrina left, making everyone look at her in a new light.
But once she got involved, she found out due to incomplete handover, many data were beyond her comprehensive control.
There were also many computer control permissions facing obstructions.
Brooke’s expression changed slightly, recalling what Sabrina wanted to say before leaving but was stopped by her.
Her face sank.
She absolutely cannot admit it’s her fault.
After pondering for a few seconds, Brooke restored her usual expression, directly taking the elevator to the top-floor CEO office.
Upon arrival, the assistant notified through the intercom.
Jordan Hawthorne quickly said, "Let her in."
Once Brooke entered, she softly called out, "Jordan."
Jordan put down the file in his hands, with an exceptionally gentle look, asked, "Why are you here? Aren’t you handling the handover? How’s it going?"
"Yes, the handover is done, but..."
Brooke lowered her gaze, tone hesitant, seemingly unsure whether to speak.
Jordan’s brows furrowed slightly, asked, "But what? Did Sabrina make it difficult for you?"
Brooke bit her lip, shook her head, "She didn’t make it difficult... but perhaps because she’s not in the best mood, some omissions occurred during the handover... Now, I can’t unlock many permissions, unable to start work!"
Jordan’s eyes dimmed, filled with frost.
He stood up, asking Brooke solemnly, "Is she still in the company?"
Brooke said, "No, she’s already gone."
Speaking, she hurriedly put on a considerate expression, saying, "Jordan, don’t be angry at her, I think, Sabrina probably didn’t do it intentionally... It’s all my fault, not being attentive enough, failing to notice in time.
If only I had paid more attention just now, such situations wouldn’t have occurred..."
"Don’t speak on her behalf."
Hawthorne interrupted her words, expressing displeasure, "This isn’t your fault, it’s definitely Sabrina’s deliberate act. Brooke, I’ll give you an explanation for this, you go back first, wait for my news."
Having finished speaking, the man picked up a coat beside him and got up to leave the company.
Brooke watched his tall figure depart, the corners of her lips curling into a satisfied smile.