Weeks turned into months, and Harrison was still cold towards Quinn. He made work difficult for her, to the point that she regretted making that wish."Here are the files you asked me to submit to you, sir." She said, placing the files on the table.She turned to leave, but he stopped her."Did I tell you to leave?" His voice rang through, causing her to stop."Sir, you... You didn't say anything, and I have already submitted the files you asked me to submit." She tried to defend herself.He got up from the chair, and walked slowly towards her."You're right, but did I ever tell you to leave? I don't remember saying such," he told her.She was tired of his cold attitude towards her as though she had committed a huge crime.She took in a deep breath, and spoke up."If you don't mind, Mr. Fitz, I would like to resign from this job."She had thought about it, and had decided to quit the job, because she could not endure her mental health being at stake.Harrison laughed, turning away fro

The office was already arranged, and his coffee was already made. He wanted to find fault in order to scold her, but she was a step ahead of him.He rushed to the table, and found out that the the coffee was hot, meaning that it was not too long ago that she prepared the coffee.He sat down, and turned on his laptop. There was a knock on the door, he asked whoever it was to come in.It was Quinn. She was dressed in a knee-length royal blue form-fitting long sleeved dress with silver stones decorated in a slant form. Her black hair fell on her back, reaching her waist.She matched her dress with a pair of black flat shoes. She looked stunning today, that Harrison could not take his eyes off her."Good morning, Mr. Fitz. Here is the list of your schedule today. You have a meeting with the investors for the East Project by 11 am. After that, you have a meeting with the President of Cantina Winery in collaboration with their interest in investing in Gerald Suites. There are no appointment

Quinn did not wait for him to speak, she took the broken pieces into the tray, and walked out of the office, leaving Harrison standing there.He slammed the door, yelling. He walked to the table, scattering the things that were on the table.He kept heaving heavily, coiling his fingers into a ball. "Why would she not believe me?" He said to himself, trying to calm himself down.Quinn dropped the tray on the table, and ran out, trying to hide her face. She had tried to hold back the tears that threatened to spill out of her eyes."How could he? Why would he do this to me? For what reason? To pay me back?" She lamented, sobbing loudly.When she saw the both of them in that position, she felt her heart tightening. Just yesterday, he had put her in that position, and now, he was putting some slut?Did he really have to do that to get back at her for something she never did? She sobbed so hard, that anyone passing by would her hear crying.She flushed the toilet, and came out to wash her

It was Saturday, a day away from Harrison and his accusation.Quinn was energetic that morning, she decided to make breakfast for Veronica and her twin brother. "Looks like someone is happy today." Veronica said, coming out of the room in her pyjama."You've been making breakfast a lot, I decided to make one today. You are not my cook," Quinn responded, flipping the egg over in the pan."Come on, come on. Breakfast is ready!" She announced.Soon, they all sat at the dinning table, while Quinn served them toasted bread, eggs and chocolate tea."Someone hasn't still lost her cooking skills," her brother teased, causing her to blush.After eating, they sat down together to talk about random things that happened during college.Their fun was cut short by Quinn's ringtone. She picked up her phone that laid on the table.It was Kimberly."Hey, Kim. What's up?" She said, cheerfully."Did someone forget about our little party tonight?" Quinn glanced at her phone, gasping at how time flew. S

Quinn was pushed. She never thought Harrison could say something like that to her. Did he hit his head somewhere? Or did he just forget about everything they shared in Los Angeles?When they accidentally met themselves together in bed, it was totally an accident. She knew. He knew, too. She wondered why he acted like it was her fault, or she had planned it."Harrison Fitzgerald, you are not the person I used to know back in Los Angeles. You, you have changed to someone worse than the devil! Even the devil will see you and be afraid. How could you call me a cheat and a slut?" She broke out, her eyes widening as it reddened due to how long she had been crying."You knew that when we first met, it was totally an accident. Heck, you were even drunk! Why are you accusing me? I paid you money to shut up? Wow, really now? I didn't want to get involved with you, and I didn't pay you just because I cheated on anyone, I was more than single!" She said, breathing heavily."Harrison, I never wan