After I Accidentally Sent a Video, My Ex-Boyfriend Actually Started to Win Himself Over

: Childhood Engagement

As soon as I stepped out, Tanya Sutton grabbed me and asked, "How did it go? Did Mr. Marshall chew you out?"

I shook my head. "He seemed to be talking normally. Maybe he just has a resting scowl."

"Did I get the wrong idea, then?" Tanya Sutton muttered to herself as she returned to her seat.

I had just turned on my computer when I saw an email from the company in my inbox.

'I actually got a raise!?'

'Damn, what a lucky day! Everything's going my way!'

'Money, money, come to me, from every direction.'

I spun around in my office chair, making little bowing motions in all four directions.

Just as I bowed toward Mr. Marshall's office, I saw Mason Marshall walk out.

The moment our eyes met, I noticed his expression seemed even darker. He even huffed as he walked past me.

My phone chimed with a DING. It was a message from Mason Marshall.

[It's just a raise. Are you that happy?]

Seeing his message, I couldn't help but think back to when we were still together.

Back then, he would also transfer money to me from time to time. I was so conscientious at the time; even though we were together, it never felt like a normal boyfriend-girlfriend relationship.

He'd transfer money for every holiday. He'd even transfer money after... *that*.

It made me feel like we weren't really in a relationship at all, but that I was his sugar baby.

That was one of the reasons I broke up with him.

Speaking of which, he even transferred money to me when we broke up.

He called it the breakup fee.

Thinking about it, I hadn't made any major contributions to the company recently, and it wasn't time for a seniority bonus.

[So, Mr. Marshall, why the sudden raise?]

[With what you were making before, I was afraid you'd starve the child.]

Mason Marshall's words left me speechless.

'Grape really is suffering by being with me.'

After a few more days of work, Tanya Sutton sat next to me during the lunch break to gossip.

"Have you heard? Mr. Marshall is getting married."

I froze. An indescribable feeling welled up inside me.

"Oh, really? That's great. Mr. Marshall isn't getting any younger. He's almost thirty."

"I hear his fiancée is the eldest daughter of the Keane family."

...

"They're a good match. He's talented and she's beautiful," I said sincerely.

Cynthia Keane used to visit our company and would occasionally buy us afternoon tea. I hadn't seen her come by for over a year, so I thought they had broken up.

"The eldest daughter of the Keane family went abroad to study for over a year. I really thought they'd split, but it turns out they were secretly dating where we couldn't see!"

"I heard they've had a childhood engagement since they were little. If those two get married, our company will reach a whole new level."

Tanya Sutton's chattering filled my ears, but I couldn't process any of it.

'So Mason Marshall decided to marry Cynthia Keane after all.'

'Should I leave this place?'

Actually, a year and a half ago, before Mason Marshall and I had broken up, Cynthia Keane came to see me.

I had only just started working at Mason Marshall's company back then.

She found out from somewhere that I was Mason Marshall's girlfriend and asked to meet me at a coffee shop.

"You're Charlotte Shaw, correct?"

When I nodded, she continued, "My name is Cynthia Keane. I don't know if you recognize me."

"I'm sorry, I don't. Miss Keane, is there something I can help you with?"

"From the look of it, you don't. But that's fine. You should be aware of Mason Marshall's family background. He and I have had a childhood engagement since we were little."

"As for you... I'll be blunt. You're not good enough for Mason Marshall. You can't help him in any way. As long as you leave Mason Marshall, I can give you a sum of money."