See the Person I Love the Most Again

Due to a cold, I returned home early.

Just as I was about to open the door, I heard Megan Fox's voice.

"Oh, don't mess with me, I just finished tidying up."

"Aren't you the one who initiate it?"

Then came the affectionate voices of two person.

For several weeks, Megan had been saying I didn't need to pick her up after overtime, so I also worked late and returned home very late.

That day, I wasn't feeling well and came home early.

Just as I was about to open the door, I heard Megan's voice.

"Oh, don't mess with me, I just finished tidying up."

"Aren't you the one who initiate it?"

Then came the affectionate voices of two person.

My hand on the door knob paused. I still felt grateful in my heart for my wife, who was willing to marry me despite the conflicts with her family.

However, at this moment, anyone would have wild thought due to that voice.

Perhaps out of fear, I deliberately made a loud noise when opening the door.

Upon my entry, Megan looked flustered.

Then, Megan straightened her hair and stood up while Leonardo Brody sat provocatively on the couch, watching.

"Why are you back early? Um, I'm feeling a bit unwell, so Leonardo came to see me."

I nodded and said, "I have a cold, so I came back early."

"Well, you go freshen up and rest early. Leonardo, Humphrey is back, so you should leave first."

Megan urged Leonardo to leave, but Leonardo seemed somewhat reluctant.

"Alright, alright, I'll leave first."

Then, Leonardo left, leaving an awkward atmosphere between us.

"Humphrey, he's just here to check on me."

I nodded, but what should I say?

Their conversation echoed in my ears. How could I believe it was just a normal visit?

"I'm going to take a shower."

I walked into the bathroom, which was damp. I remembered the clothes Megan was wearing just now was not the one she wore this morning.

I panicked. I could feel so many changes, but I still had feelings for her.

I thought, "Am I deluding myself? I seem to be really pathetic."

"Humphrey, can you come out first? I need to use the bathroom."

I composed myself, wiped my face, and said, "Can't you use the bathroom in the bedroom?"

"Um, I... I..."

I caught a glimpse of the messy tissues and a corner of a condom peeking out of the wastebasket.

I opened the door. Megan pushed past me in a panic and ran into the bathroom.

"I'm going to take a shower in the bedroom."

Then, I ignored Megan and went straight into the bedroom bathroom.

After a while, I heard Megan calling out, "Honey, you've been in there for a while, are you okay?"

"Oh, you go to sleep first, I have to go back to the office in a while."

When I came out, Megan was already asleep, with faint red hickeys on her neck.

The next day, I waited early at her company building for some reason, perhaps to see her early or to see her clearly.

I couldn't quite figure out my thoughts until I saw them kissing downstairs.

Somehow, I felt Leonardo's kiss was strangely passionate.

I walked over, and Megan seemed to sense it, looking back at me in a panic.

"Oh, who do we have here, Mr. Bogart came to pick you up. I, the guardian, will leave first."

He smiled and nodded at Megan before leaving.

"Humphrey, let's get a divorce."

I looked up at Megan. Her family had never been satisfied with me as her husband. Even though I earned a decent amount now, her family still felt that Megan was losing out by being with me.

Although we were married, it was not publicized.

"Why aren't you saying anything?"

"Never mind, I'll go to my parents' for a few days. You think about it."

During the days she spent at her parents', it seemed like she was doing fine, updating her social media every day.

Feeling troubled, I started drinking with my childhood friend, Eric Dane.

"Humphrey, did you feel something off when you got married?"

I was drunk, but I looked up at him, signaling him to continue.

"At the time, her parents strongly opposed it, how did they suddenly agree?"

I lowered my head. I had thought about it, but I still couldn't figure it out.

Actually, after getting married, I had a strange feeling.

Megan spent money recklessly, coming back exhausted from the gym every day, but she didn't seem to lose a single ounce of fat.

Other than being attentive when chatting about investments, she was indifferent to me most of the time.

Someone like this couldn't be considered to love me so much that she would break ties with her family.

But Megan did do that, so what could I ask?

"Hey, buddy, I was just talking nonsense, don't overthink it."

However, the next day, I saw her at my work place.

Due to a slight hangover, I woke up a bit late in the morning.

When I rushed to the office, I was stopped by the manager.

"What's going on! Late even dressed like this!"

As I was about to apologize, I saw Leonardo.

Our CEO, Luke Evans, was smiling as he escorted Leonardo out.

"Well, Humphrey, you work here?" Leonardo greeted me as if we were old friends.

Before I could respond, Luke jumped in. "Mr. Brody, do you know each other? He's quite capable here, and..."

Leonardo's smile faded as he looked at Luke and said, "The Brody Group valued appearances. Don't you see his sloppy appearance? Are you trying to tell me I've made a wrong decision by investing in your company?"

Luke's face, which had been smiling like a flower, turned sour as if he had been crying.

The manager was quick to chime in. "Mr. Brody, you don't know, this guy is always deceitful, pretending to be diligent in front of Mr. Evans."

After the manager's words, Luke also caught on.

He pointed at me and said, "In that case, you're fired."

As soon as those words were spoken, Leonardo continued to smile and extended his hand to Luke, saying, "Wishing us a pleasant cooperation."

Seeing Luke's sycophantic behavior, I was seething with anger.

Anyway, I couldn't keep this job. With a headache from last night's hangover, I didn't want to endure this anymore.

"Mr. Evans, did you just say you're firing me?"

Luke impatiently looked at me and said, "Yes, you're fired, now get out!"

"Shouldn't we discuss compensation for unjust dismissal first?"

Luke sneered and then pointed to the manager, saying, "Don't think I don't know the law. Just an extra month's salary. That's it."

"Double compensation for unfair dismissal."

Luke retorted, "Double it is. Get the finance department, give him ten thousand dollars, if that's too much, consider the surplus is charity."

Immediately, Luke planned to escort Leonardo out.

I continued to shout, "Ten thousand dollars? Are you dismissing a beggar? My minimum monthly salary is at least 100 thousand. Double compensation means 200 thousand!"

Luke was shocked to hear this and looked at the manager.

The manager nodded, then immediately turned his head away, pretending not to see.

The company's poor performance was indeed related to Luke!

The manager not only managed the sales department, but also had control over our design department.

So, even though I held the title of Design Director, I still had to follow his orders.

This led to my salary being in an awkward position. It was not too high but not too low.

It was my complacent nature that kept me from changing jobs.

Luke was stingy, selfish, and didn't care about the company's affairs. He always found faults to deduct money when it came to paying salaries.

"Are you... are you that Humphrey?"

Luke called out my name, scrutinizing me carefully for a long time.

"Are you having second thoughts?" Leonardo asked, looking at Luke.

Luke suddenly burst into laughter.

I thought he had gone mad.

Luke laughed for a while and said to Leonardo, "Mr. Brody, rest assured, I've been wanting to dismiss this guy. Being a dog in the manger, he demands such a high salary. Don't you have somewhere else to be? You should go attend to your matters."

Leonardo waved his hand dismissively and started to leave.

"Leonardo, are you leaving or not!"

That voice was Megan!

Just as I looked up, I saw Megan standing at the door, glaring at Leonardo.

When she saw me, Megan's face briefly showed an indiscernible expression.

Upon spotting Megan, Leonardo was very enthusiastic.

Approaching her, he embraced her and introduced her to Luke, saying, "Mr. Evans, this is my girlfriend."

"Well, what a handsome couple you are..."

I couldn't hear his flattering words anymore.

The moment I saw Megan walk in with him, my mind crashed.

I didn't even know when they left, but when Luke returned, he started yelling at me.

I snapped back to reality and said, "What? Don't want to compensate?"

"You almost ruined my acquisition deal! Why are you still here? Waiting to get beaten?" Luke exclaimed.

Just as Luke finished speaking, the manager stepped forward and told him that he couldn't dismiss me, or else there would be no one left to do my job.

This only further enraged Luke, who shouted, "I told you to fire him ages ago! You say no one can do his job. I've already found designers! I've even found two, each for a monthly salary of ten thousand dollars. It's better than keeping this guy around!"

The manager, too afraid to speak up, stared at me and asked, "So, Mr. Evans, what about this salary?"

I couldn't help but want to laugh, thinking, "Serves him right, he brought this upon himself!"

"Salary? My foot!" Luke's eyes were almost popping out of his head as he yelled, "If you have the guts, go ahead and sue. I have all the time to drag this out with you!"

I hesitated for a moment, then flashed him a bright smile.

I marched straight into the common office area and shouted, "Mr. Evans is selling the company and wants to fire me but won't pay my salary or provide compensation. He's telling me to sue!

"Listen up, everyone! Is this a human behavior? Think about it, if you ever want to resign in the future, how will he treat you? And, the Brody Group isn't acquiring this company to continue operations..."

One of the main reasons Leonardo wanted to acquire this company was to get back at me.

As for the mess left behind after I left, would Leonardo even care?

Luke was about to grab me by the collar, but I immediately taunted, "Go ahead, hit me. It won't be as simple as just paying my salary!"

However, his phone suddenly rang. When he saw the caller ID, he let go of my hand.

Luke, who had been grumbling just moments ago, suddenly answered the phone with the utmost respect.

I knew that number very well, so well that I could recite it backwards.

After hanging up, Luke wore a bright smile.

Pointing at my nose, he shouted, "Get out now! Mr. Brody's girlfriend has spoken. She can hire a top lawyer just to drag this out with you!"

At that moment, my earlier arrogance turned into sheer absurdity.

I walked out of the company in a dejected manner. As I looked up, I saw Leonardo's car.

"Here comes the loser, don't you want to take a look?" Leonardo's mocking voice came.

As I looked over, I saw Megan sitting in the passenger seat, not even bothering to lift her head.

"Pointless, let's go. To the mall," Megan said to Leonardo.

The roaring car kicked up dust that made me cough.

Thinking back to their demeanor in the living room, I suddenly felt unworthy.

I looked up at the towering building where I had once strived. Now, I found myself in this predicament because of a woman of easy virtue.

Filled with resentment, I thought to myself, "Who give her the right to kick me out with just a whim of dislike?"

The ambitious dreams of the past faded in an instant. When I got back home, I didn't feel like doing anything. I drank when awake and slept when tired.

One morning, a message from Eric woke me up.

Opening WhatsApp, I saw a picture of Megan smiling while kissing.

I quickly called Eric.

"Where did you get this?"

"The news is out. This is a photo from the engagement party of the Fox Group and the Brody Group announced yesterday."

I hung up, wanting to call Megan, but my hands were shaking.

I eventually dialed her number, only to find it busy.

Sitting on the bed, I was at a loss.

Suddenly, the phone rang, startling me. It was my mother, Sophie Bogart, calling.

"Humphrey, the Fox family doesn't take you seriously at all!"

I had planned to settle everything before informing my parents, but at that moment, I didn't know what to say.

Perhaps sensing my helplessness, my dad, Timothy Bogart, loudly reassured me.

"Don't worry. What can the Fox family do with their money? Worst case, you come back to inherit the family fortune. You have me backing you up."

"Yeah, I know, don't worry. I can handle it."

After hanging up, I couldn't help but chuckle, thinking, "Dad really knows how to brag, huh? Inherit the family business? Inherit that little house back home?"

But when I saw the photo Eric sent, I felt compelled. If I didn't act, how could I call myself a man?

I took out my phone and checked all the evidence I held. The images were unbearable but were the best evidence of her infidelity.

Then I went to the Fox Manor. Seeing me, the Fox Manor's housekeeper sneered a few words.

I refused to leave, so she told me to wait and went inside.

I waited for half an hour before someone opened the door. But it wasn't Megan I saw. It was Leonardo.

"Megan isn't up yet. Why don't you come in first?"

Expressionless, I entered the house. Everything inside was still unfamiliar.

Leonardo handed me a cup of coffee, playing the part of a gracious host.

"Humphrey, after all these years, if you had made some progress, Megan's father wouldn't have looked down on you."

I looked at this rich secondgeneration guy who lived off his parents' money, but I didn't argue. He felt entitled to it.

All my efforts seemed like mere excuses to him.

"I just regret not snatching Megan away from you back then, causing her to be dragged down by you..."

Megan complained as she came downstairs, "Why didn't you call me when you woke up..."

She was visibly stunned when she saw me.

Looking at Megan, I said, "Can we talk?"

Megan nodded, grabbed her bag, and we left.

In the cafe, Megan surprisingly remained silent.

I found it nauseating to even look at her more, so I went straight to the point.

"You cheated. If you want a peaceful divorce, do as I say."

Megan looked up at me in disbelief.

"What? Need me to provide evidence?"

I handed her the phone.

As a matter of fact, there had always been surveillance cameras in our living room. Before I came to have a talk with her, I endured the disgust and watched all the surveillance footage.

Their flirtatious behavior wasn't confined to the bedroom; it even happened in the living room. Well, at least I didn't have to go searching for evidence.

Megan's face turned livid as she looked at the footage. After all, it was her idea to install the surveillance cameras in the first place.

"If you agree, then my 200 thousand severances pay needs to be settled. Our savings will be split equally between us, and of course, the money from selling the house goes to me."

The apartment was purchased with the hardearned down payment from my parents. I had been repaying the subsequent loans.

Megan didn't contribute to the household expenses at all. Every month, I had to give Megan money to cover her expenses.

Megan suddenly exploded, pointing her finger at me and shouting, "Humphrey, you have me as your wife. It's already your biggest luck. Are you really going to nitpick about this now?"

I shook my head and said, "Would you like it if I posted our marriage certificate online for everyone to see?"

Then I pointed to the cafe's surveillance cameras and continued, "And what if I release the video of today's divorce discussion and brawl? How much will your family's shares drop?"

Megan's demeanor softened instantly.

She said, "Humphrey, can't we part ways amicably?"

"How nauseating is it for you to say that, Ms. Fox? You brought your lover to cause a scene at my workplace, not only causing me to lose my job but also leaving me without compensation.

"What? Ms. Fox, are you planning to treat me like a doormat? After betraying me, you still expect me to speak nicely?"

Megan's face darkened; after all, during our time together, I had always catered to her needs.

"Ms. Fox, think it over. Give me an answer tomorrow, as it will give me time to edit the video. After all, I'm currently unemployed."

In the evening, Megan messaged to accept the terms but insisted on an immediate divorce.

So, we divorced soon.

When I received the compensation, our apartment had just been sold.

At the same time, I heard that the Brody Group had acquired Luke's company.

I blocked all of Megan's contact information.

With both work and marriage in shambles, I decided to return home.

Sophie said, "Humphrey, there are plenty of opportunities out there, even after a divorce. Take this money and buy a villa. I bet you'll find a wellbehaved girl next year."

"Huh?"

What shocked me wasn't just Sophie's words but the black card she handed me.

"Don't underestimate yourself," Sophie said.

"Wait a minute, Mom, where did you steal this black card from? Give it back to the rightful owner."

Honestly, my initial reaction was to suspect Megan's mother had given the black card to Sophie, saying contemptuously, "Spend as much as you want, as long as your son leaves my daughter!"

Megan always forced me to watch those soap operas. I guessed the plot infected me.

Thinking about this made me feel a bit uncomfortable. Every little moment flashed before my eyes; the hatred was real, but so were the feelings I had invested.

Just as I was still feeling sentimental, Timothy gave me a smack on the back of my head.

"Hey, how dare you speak to your mother like that!"

I rubbed my head, feeling a bit dejected. I had to see my parents show their affection after my divorce upon my return.

"Oh, be gentler with your son," Sophie scolded Timothy, then began to explain to me.

It wasn't until that moment that I realized my parents had been creating the illusion that our family only had a small grocery store to help me grow in adversity.

In reality, our family's chain stores were spread all over the country.

Excited, I thought to myself, "Is this compensation for my failures in both love and work?

Now, I'm considered a secondgeneration rich. I need to transform myself!"

I splurged on a new outfit.

On the night of Megan's prewedding banquet, I made a grand entrance in a luxury car.

"Hey, country bumpkin, how much did you spend to rent this outfit?" Leonardo mocked.

He embraced Megan, turning to her and saying, "Megan, he is a guest. Should we buy him a drink?"

After his comment, he handed me a glass of wine.

As I reached for it, he quickly took it back.

Realizing his intentions, I no longer held back and shattered the glass of wine that was meant to be poured into my head.

"You can't even hold a glass steady, huh?" I taunted.

Then, I handed over the gift I brought, saying, "It seems this gift suits you well."

Leonardo didn't accept it, but a woman who despised Megan snatched it away.

The gift was revealed. It was a cap with the word "cuckold" written on it, which caught everyone's attention as the big screen in the venue lit up.

All eyes were drawn to the screen.

It was revealing explicit scenes of Megan engaging in intimate acts with another man, causing embarrassment.

Some people glanced at the hat, then back at the screen, connecting the dots.

"Leonardo, don't believe him! It's fake! It's been doctored!"

Megan shouted, instructing the staff to shut off the screen.

The screen was quickly turned off, leaving everyone murmuring and gossiping.

"Leonardo, consider this hat a gift from me. After all, you seem to like it," I remarked as I took advantage of the distraction to place the hat on Leonardo's head.

Seemingly stunned, Leonardo didn't resist as I put the hat on him.

"What's going on here? Does this person know Mr. Brody? They seem quite acquainted?"

"I haven't heard of this guy among the relatives in the Brody family. Could he be Mr. Brody?"

"He doesn't seem like one."

The woman who snatched the hat pointed at Megan, shouting, "I know who this person is, her exhusband. Have you forgotten she just got divorced?"

...

Suddenly, someone shouted, "I get it! Mr. Brody cuckolded this man, and then someone cuckolded on Mr. Brody. Is this person here to 'bless' him?"

This statement ignited the discussion among the crowd instantly.

"Shut up!"

Leonardo yelled in anger, attempting to hit me.

However, compared to me, he was quite weak.

As I dodged his attack, Leonardo grew even more furious.

He gestured to his cronies to restrain me.

But I was prepared.

I gestured, and the bodyguards Timothy provided me with walked in and lined up.

The ones who wanted to act backed off instantly.

"This was before we were together, Leonardo, trust me!" Megan pleaded.

Seeing Leonardo remained unmoved, she suddenly turned towards me.

"Humphrey, how dare you create a scene here? Look closely! This is a matter from our marriage! If it weren't for your impotence, why would I seek solace elsewhere?"

After Megan's outburst, the onlookers turned their attention towards me.

Some voices could be heard belittling me.

Before I could respond, a female voice spoke up.

"Oh, finding an excuse for your marital infidelity and still belittling your exhusband? Miss, you have quite the nerve."

I turned to look but only saw a figure walking away.

"Enough. It's time to go back."

The beautiful woman left, followed by a lackey of a rich secondgeneration.

Megan, embarrassed by the mockery, attempted to slap me, only to be stopped by the bodyguards behind me.

Realizing the situation, Leonardo said, "As an exhusband, is it appropriate for you to cause a scene here?"

Though he didn't dare touch me, he tried to tough up.

"Hey, I'm just here for the fun."

As I turned to leave, I couldn't resist a parting shot. "The video was taken at the gym she frequents. Investigate it yourself."

As I walked out, the bodyguards behind me let go of Megan's hand with a hint of disdain in their actions.

Soon after, Leonardo's enraged shout filled the air as he called off the wedding.

News of the misbehavior of the bridetobe from the Fox family spread rapidly.

Reports showed that Leonardo stormed out, still wearing the hat, and only removed it when the valet reminded him as he got into his car.

Some mischiefmakers even added eerie background music to the scene.

Some tried to dig into my identity, but Timothy managed to suppress it.

After all, our family always operated under the principle of discretion.

Soon, news arrived that the wedding between the Brody and Fox families was postponed due to uncontrollable circumstances.

By then, I had already decided to go abroad for further studies.

Money talked, right? Going abroad for further studies was a breeze, thanks to my parents.

Timothy even pulled some strings to get me a spot at the most renowned design company in town.

But, when I walked into the apartment he rented for me, I caught a girl in a camisole applying body lotion.

I quickly apologized and expressed that I had the wrong room.

However, after doublechecking the door number, I realized I was in the right place.

Left with no choice, I dialed Timothy.

"Son, we need to spend our money wisely. It's not that we can't afford a full lease, but shared accommodation offers better value. Alright, enough said, phone bills are quite steep."

After hanging up, I hesitated for a while before finally climbing the stairs.

The girl didn't seem fazed when I reentered.

"Hello, I'm Olivia Munn, an exchange student staying for two years."

Her openness made it hard for me to be awkward, so I shook her hand and introduced myself.

"I arrived a few days earlier and have already chosen a room. Are you taking the remaining one?"

Just like that, Olivia and I began our shared living arrangement.

Olivia was easygoing, but she had one demand. Her photo had to be displayed prominently in the living room.

Maybe because I hadn't completely moved on from Megan, I couldn't shake the feeling that Olivia's photo bore a resemblance to her.

However, she was just a young girl, and her demand didn't cross any boundaries, so I went along with it.

My routine became monotonous. I either studied and socialized or headed straight home to sleep.

Just as I was about to have dinner one day, a call interrupted me.

"Hello, is this Humphrey Bogart?"

The voice on the other end sounded familiar, but I couldn't quite place it.

"Hello? Is this Humphrey? I found your portfolio and wanted to know how to return it to you."

It suddenly dawned on me that I had left my portfolio at the exhibition hall.

"I'll visit the exhibition hall tomorrow. Would that be convenient for you?"

The person agreed.

Little did I expect that the person who found my portfolio was Lena Johansson!

Lena was an internationally renowned model.

I was at a loss for words when I saw her.

"Please, have a seat."

She handed me a cup of coffee.

"Thank you."

"I... I'd like to treat you to a meal. Thank you for keeping my portfolio safe."

Lena looked at me and then burst into laughter.

I stood up in a panic, but she seemed even more delighted.

"Please, sit down. Don't be so formal. Honestly, I really like your designs, so I wanted to meet the person behind them."

I was pleasantly surprised. While I always had confidence in my work, being noticed by such a famous model made me feel like I could boast about this for a lifetime.

Our first meeting was filled with my awkwardness.

However, as she kept appearing around me, I regained my composure. It was hard to constantly flatter her when such an idol became a regular presence in my life.

Besides, Lena's personality was quite a contrast to the renowned model in my imagination.

I was not one for scheming. I caused a scene at the banquet before, so I felt like I had turned a new leaf.

However, Eric messaged me one day, saying the members of the Brody family were imprisoned for illegal deeds.

It hit me then that my attention towards Megan had been dwindling lately.

I looked up at Olivia, who was preparing my meal, and that familiar feeling she gave me lingered.

However, after knowing her identity, I just couldn't muster any feelings towards her.

Olivia seemed to sense my gaze and deliberately let her camisole slip down.

I walked over, not saying a word, just helping her adjust it.

She continued cooking, but seemingly intentionally, her low neckline revealed a hint of allure.

"Oh! When did you come over? You scared me."

Olivia pretended to be startled, then jumped into my arms.

"Did I really scare you that much?"

I teased, running my fingers through her hair.

Olivia instantly melted into my touch. A fragrance enveloped me, but I gently pushed her away.

"Shouldn't you be heading back now?" I said, moving towards the stove to check on the food.

Olivia seemed momentarily taken aback and nodded.

"Should I see you off later?" I asked.

She nodded again, then shook her head.

Without further words, I started setting the table for dinner.

Olivia, no longer shy as before, took the items from my hands, instructing me to sit and wait for the meal.

Honestly, over the past two year, I had observed Olivia's care for me, but her many secrets made it hard for me to trust her.

Just as I pondered this, the doorbell rang. Opening the door, I found Megan standing there, immediately launching into a tirade upon seeing me.

"Why copy the plot in melodramatic romance dramas? Do you think I won't be able to catch up with you after you go abroad?"