Chasing My Rejected Wife

Nightmare

It was late at night, Amber lay in bed and soon fell asleep.

She had a dream.

It all went back to that day three years ago. With a pregnant belly, Celia was smiling triumphantly at her.

"Dear sister, I'm pregnant. The baby is Rodney's!" said Celia.

She only slapped Celia once in the face, but Celia had a miscarriage.

There was blood all over the ground. She was afraid and yet angry.

"Smack!" A clear slap was heard, along with her mother-in-law, Rachel's brutal cursing. "B*tch, are you not letting others give birth because you can't give birth yourself?"

"This is a divorce agreement. Please have a look and sign it!" The lawyer said indifferently.

"Mr. Barron doesn't have time for this. So don't waste any more time. Hurry up and sign it. It'll be good for everyone!"

This was the man she had loved wholeheartedly for five years and the person she was going to entrust her whole life to!

A strong heartache seemed to be ripping Amber's heart apart. Her entire body was drenched in cold sweat. Amber shivered and opened her eyes.

It had been three years, and these terrible dreams hadn't stopped pestering her. Amber rubbed her head as she sat up. Grabbing the phone on the bedside table, she checked the time, it was four o'clock in the morning.

She couldn't fall back asleep again, after being awakened by the nightmare. Since her body was wet, she got up and took a shower. She changed her clothes, then went to prepare breakfast in the kitchen.

Elliot looked like a playboy, but he was not sloppy when he worked. Upon arriving in South City, there were many things to be done. He had been resolute and productive in everything he did, he didn't like procrastination. As his assistant, Amber didn't dare to slack off at all.

After having breakfast in a hurry, Amber took her bag and rushed downstairs. She lived in an old apartment. Since it was not well-maintained, some of the street lights were very dim. Carefully, Amber made her way through an alley to go to the bus stop. When she reached the other side, she saw the No.28 bus reaching the bus stop. Immediately, she started to run towards the bus, not noticing the black luxury car that was parked beside the alley.

He watched her as she boarded the bus in a hurry. The window of the black luxury car rolled down. Rodney was holding a cigarette in his hand while he looked in the direction in which Amber had disappeared.

A person who vanished completely for three years had suddenly appeared. He couldn't tell whether he felt surprised or something else.

"Amber, it's good that you have appeared!" Rodney breathed.

Amber came to the company building in a rush. She was especially early today and no one was there yet. She entered the office to tidy it up a little and made a cup of tea for Elliot. Only then, she sat in her seat and turned on the computer.

After sorting out Elliot's schedule for the day, footsteps could be heard coming from the door. Elliot and his executive assistant, Walter Olsen were here.

Seeing that Amber had arrived so early, Elliot was a little surprised. With a smirk on his face, he teased, "Amber Stone, are you here so early because you think that I'll give you more bonus? Stop dreaming. I would rather give money to a beautiful woman than to an ugly monster like you. It's a waste of resources."

Amber knew since she came here that Elliot was lecherous. Although she was introduced to him by Pierce, she was still afraid of being harassed by this playboy. In order to prevent that, she had always dressed in a conservative and old-fashioned manner in front of him, without any makeup. Knowing that Elliot disliked women who wore spectacles the most, she also put on a pair of unfashionable black-framed glasses.

For this reason, although Amber had been by Elliot's side for three months, Elliot had never paid serious attention to her. He had been speaking to her harshly, without any respect.

Elliot had insulted her looks and intelligence many times. Amber had already become immune and was able to turn a blind eye to Elliot's humiliation. However, Walter couldn't bear watching it anymore.

He immediately tried to smooth things over by saying, "Mr. Thomson, I heard that Mr. Barron is about to get engaged. What should we choose as the engagement gift?"

Hearing this, Amber was stunned. She lifted up her head in a sudden and looked at Walter.

In the past three years, she had never paid attention to the news about Rodney. She didn't expect that he had yet gotten married to his mistress, Celia, though.

Elliot sneered, "This Mr. Barron is getting engaged to the Chief Secretary's precious daughter. If not to respect Rodney Barron, then it's to respect the Chief Secretary. Either way, we'll have to give a great gift!"

"Mr. Thomson, then what should we give?"

"What to give? How would I know?" Elliot shifted his gaze to Amber and said, "I'll leave this to you. Go and pick out a gift."

"I... I don't know about this. Mr. Thomson, you should instruct someone else." Amber immediately refused. Naturally, she was unwilling to choose a gift for that scumbag and b*tch.

"Can't you learn if you don't know how?" Elliot's favourite thing to do was to torture Amber. In his eyes, she was already a 27-year-old woman, but still didn't know how to dress up, make up, and didn't even have a boyfriend. He inexplicably disliked Amber at first sight.

If it weren't for Pierce's sake, he wouldn't have wanted such a woman to be his assistant. On the first day of work, he had reminded Amber that he didn't like women with glasses and also asked her to wear contact lenses when she comes to work. However, this woman dared disobey him and continued to disgust him by putting on a pair of unfashionable black-framed glasses every day.

"Well, since you didn't follow my orders, don't blame me then. I can't reject Pierce, but can't I torture you?" Elliot thought.

Watching Amber's troubled expression, he felt extremely triumphant in his heart. "I'll leave you in charge of this matter. I'm telling you, it must please Rodney Barron, or I'll fire you!"

"Yes, sir." Amber sighed in her heart and reluctantly agreed to it.

At noon, Elliot was going to meet some customers at the club. Without exception, he brought Amber along with him.

After the business negotiations, it was time for wine and women as usual. Elliot was known as a playboy, and he called for the best courtesans in the club. In the private room, the men began to be restless after drinking a few glasses of wine. Each of them started being naughty with the woman next to them.

Naturally, Amber would not be an eyesore at this moment. She immediately stood up and said, "Mr. Thomson, I'll be waiting for you outside!"

"Go ahead. Remember, don't go too far. If I can't find you, you'll know what!" Elliot responded in a threatening tone.

"I won't be far, I'll just be waiting at the door." Seeing her walk out with her head down, someone asked Elliot, "Mr. Thomson, why did you want such an ugly woman to be your assistant? Don't you feel uncomfortable looking at her?"

"It's unbearable. I can't get an erection when I see her!" Elliot was extremely brutal.

While the men in the private room all laughed, Amber quickened her pace. Since she couldn't go far. She just stood in the corridor outside the room, on standby for Elliot's orders.

A group of people came in her direction. They were escorting a middle-aged man, who was in high spirits. As Amber saw the middle-aged man, she immediately lowered her head, looking at her toes.

Channing Black had been escorted away, but he had a sense that something was not right and turned around instantly.

His gaze fell on Amber, who had lowered her head down. Although Amber was dressed in an old-fashioned attire, he could recognise her at first glance since she was his daughter. Channing blinked in surprise. He said something to his secretary, then strode toward Amber and asked, "Amber? When did you come back?"

Amber raised her head and looked indifferently at Channing. "Is there anything, Mr. Black?"

Channing gazed at his daughter lovingly. He was not at all affected by Amber's cold expression. "Where have you been? I had searched for you many times in the past three years. Why didn't you give daddy a phone call?"

"Daddy? My dad died a long time ago!" Amber retorted coldly.

"Amber," said Channing, whose voice was meek and humble. Although he was the honoured Chief Secretary before others, he could never bring himself to be fierce in front of his daughter. "You haven't taken your meal, right? Come, let daddy have a meal with you!"

"Forget it! Mr. Black, you have a wife and daughter at home. Go back and accompany them!"

"Amber!" Channing reached out to hold his daughter's hand. "Please, just have a meal with daddy!"

"Let go!" Amber tried to fling his hand off. However, Channing's grip was too tight, she couldn't loosen it at all. "Mr. Black, don't blame me if you keep doing this!"

"Amber, please!" Channing implored.

"Hah, what's going on here?" A voice suddenly interrupted.