When Love Pays in Vouchers

I took a deep breath before walking over to Jillian. "Jillian, if you're unwilling to give me 50,000 dollars, at least give me 10,000 dollars. I need to pay the deposit for the cochlear implant."

Jillian responded by hurling a cup of hot tea into my face, right in front of all the restaurant's patrons. "Are you even a man, Felix? Why do you only talk about money day in and day out? Marrying someone like you must be the unluckiest thing that ever happened to me!"

My face turned a ruddy red as humiliation and indignation surged through me. Despite being the company's vice president, I had never received a single cent for all the work I had done.

Meanwhile, Jonathan watched with delight, savoring my disgrace.

"Mr. Lennox, you're a high-ranking official in the company, so why are you behaving like this? Do you want me to introduce you to a quick way of making money since you're so strapped for cash? I hear the rich ladies at the club love your type. Should I send them your photo?"

"Not even an 80-year-old hag would be interested in him with the way he is," Jillian retorted, looking at me with disdain.

She pulled out a 100-dollar bill from her bag and flung it at my face. "Take the money and leave! Now!"

She then locked arms with Jonathan before smugly getting into their sports car.

I curled my hands into tight fists, clutching the 100-dollar bill in a death grip.

Just then, my phone vibrated.

"You know how I feel about you, Felix. Are you sure you want to transfer to my company with the project?"

This time, I didn't hesitate for even a second when I replied. "I'm sure."

The next day, I headed to Jillian's office with my resignation letter. She and Jonathan were sharing a heated kiss when I pushed the door open.

I didn't say a word as I pulled out my phone and snapped several pictures of them kissing passionately.

The sounds of the camera shutter snapped them back to reality.

Seeing me standing at the door with my phone raised, Jillian shoved Jonathan away in a fit of panic, causing him to lose his balance and stumble to the floor. He looked rather pathetic as he crawled back up to his feet. A hint of jealousy flickered in his eyes when he looked at me.

"Don't get the wrong idea, Mr. Lennox. Something got into Jill's eye, and I was just blowing it out for her."

I scoffed as I pocketed my phone. "Well, I guess I've learned something new today. This is my first time seeing someone help another person blow something out of their eye by kissing them."

Jillian's embarrassment morphed into anger. "What are you trying to say? John was just helping me blow the sand out of my eye. As expected, someone with a filthy mind will see everything in the world through a filthy lens. Also, why didn't you knock before coming in? Do you want to lose your job?"

I arched an eyebrow. "Bingo. I don't want to work here anymore," I replied as I threw my resignation letter on the desk.

Jillian glanced at it mockingly. "Are you changing tactics because you didn't get the money you wanted yesterday? It's a shame that playing hard to get doesn't work on me.

"John left two project proposals in your office earlier this morning. If you're able to secure both of them, I'll give you all the money you want."

I couldn't believe that Jillian was still making empty promises when the situation had reached this point. As expected, I was nothing more than a spineless, loyal lapdog to her.

I inhaled deeply and looked at her calmly. "Aren't you always boasting about how good Jonathan is at his job? You should have him handle the two projects instead. Also, I'm not playing hard to get. I'm serious about resigning."

Jillian frowned when she realized that I wasn't joking. "Felix, you know that I hate people threatening me the most."

She retrieved 20,000 dollars from the safe and tossed it on top of my resignation letter. "You just want money, don't you? This should be enough to satisfy you, but you have to ensure that you secure those two projects."

"Your resignation letter is worth 20,000 dollars," Jonathan chimed in mockingly. "You've certainly come up with an excellent plan, Mr. Lennox."

I scoffed as I looked at the 20,000 dollars sitting on the desk. Without saying another word, I took off my work ID and threw it next to the two thick stacks of cash.