The Intern Who Stole My Fiancee

Serena's expression instantly fell, turning pale with shock and anger. "What do you mean by that, Matthew? Are you accusing me? Do you need me to remind you that we are not married yet?

"Even if I am your fiancee, can I not have my own life? Do you seriously have zero trust in me?"

I shot back mockingly, "Your own life, huh? Serena, you might fool other people with that line, but don't start believing your own lies."

After that, I simply looked at her, noticing a flicker of guilt cross her face.

Serena glared at me viciously and weakly rebutted, "Who are you being sarcastic with? Do I need to report to you when I go out with friends? Matthew, can you stop being so unreasonable?"

"Friends? Which friends? Do I know them? Can these so-called friends of yours vouch for you?"

Faced with my series of questions, Serena pressed her lips tightly together. She could not find the words to reply to me.

Seeing this, I could not help but let out a self-mocking laugh. "Serena, you have the nerve to talk to me about trust? Where were you on my birthday this year, and who were you with? And what about those countless business trips and dinners over these past few years? Can you explain those, too?"

By then, resentment had crept into my voice.

Seeing us in a standoff, Dylan suddenly dropped to his knees in front of me. "Mr. Grant! Please don't be angry. This is all my fault. I'm willing to resign! Just please, don’t turn against each other because of me!"

I watched his performance, completely unmoved.

Embarrassment flickered across Dylan's face as he mumbled, "Since you still won't forgive me, then I'll just leave."

He stumbled to his feet, covering his face as if to leave.

However, Serena pulled him back. "Dylan! What are you doing? What does this have to do with you?"

I almost felt like applauding the two of them and could not help but snap back, "Why don't you–"

Before I could finish, Serena slapped me across the face. "How far are you going to push Dylan? He just graduated, and it's not easy for him. Do you really have to rip away what little support he has?!"

My face burned as I pressed my tongue against my cheek and asked quietly, "I rip away the little support he has?"

Serena nodded matter-of-factly. "If not you, then who? You know perfectly well his family needs money, and he's just an intern, yet you're forcing him to quit! I really misjudged you. I've never seen someone who cares so little about his employees!"

I found it laughable and pointed straight at Dylan. "Before this, he made all kinds of mistakes at work, even lost us a deal worth several million dollars, and I didn't hold him accountable or dock his pay.

"Never mind everything else... Just yesterday at the team retreat, he enjoyed plenty of good food, didn't he? How is it that before I even mention firing him, you're already pinning labels on me?!"

Serena stiffened her neck, showing no intention of apologizing. "What are you pretending for now? Do I need to remind you of all the things you've done behind the scenes?"

Clearly, things had escalated to a point where there was no possibility of salvaging the situation.

I just laughed and spoke directly to her. "Alright then, Serena. At this point, I'm too tired to argue with you.

"You say I'm deliberately targeting him? Then I will own it. Dylan can leave right now and doesn't need to come back!"

Serena's eyes widened. When she came to her senses, she snapped, "You wouldn't dare! Matthew, I'm telling you... If you fire him, I'll call off the engagement!"

After everything that had happened, I was utterly exhausted. Hearing her finally say those words, my chest ached, yet I felt oddly relieved.

"Fine. I'll notify our families and cancel the wedding immediately."