Entangled with My Cousin's Fiancé
Chapter 24 I Won’t Allow You to Pick Up Other Women After Work

Chapter 24: Chapter 24 I Won’t Allow You to Pick Up Other Women After Work

Melissa Greenwood?

Yolanda Greenwood hesitated.

"Do you want me to go with you?"

Suddenly, Jenny Reyes spoke up from beside her.

Yolanda Greenwood shook her head appreciatively, "No need, I can go by myself."

Melissa Greenwood’s office was exquisite and luxurious, fresh flowers updated daily were diffusing a faint, fresh fragrance, and the massive glass windows overlooked half the city.

Every inch underscored the owner’s status within the company.

Yolanda Greenwood stood straight before the office desk, "Director Greenwood, did you want to see me?"

"Yolanda, welcome back to the company," Melissa Greenwood said, smiling.

Yolanda Greenwood felt disgusted, "Director Greenwood, this is the office, please call me Yolanda Greenwood."

She paused, "And also, don’t call me Yolanda privately either; we are not close."

"Pfft!" Melissa Greenwood laughed uncaringly, "Yolanda, you’re always so childish."

"If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going back now."

Yolanda Greenwood didn’t want to deal with her anymore and turned to leave.

"Yolanda Greenwood," Melissa Greenwood spoke up again, "have you really decided not to agree to the divorce? Do you have to make things so awkward?"

Yolanda Greenwood turned around and glared fiercely at Melissa Greenwood, "If a homewrecker isn’t afraid of awkwardness, why should I be?"

"Yolanda Greenwood, I am not a homewrecker," Melissa Greenwood corrected sternly.

"Melissa Greenwood, from the day you chose to leave, chose to give up on Cooper Coldson, you two were over."

Initially, Yolanda Greenwood thought Melissa Greenwood was compelled, but now it seemed like it was all Melissa Greenwood’s own choosing.

"Fine, let’s say we were over when I left."

Melissa Greenwood looked at Yolanda Greenwood provocatively, "Then you and he have never even started!"

Yolanda Greenwood clenched her fists silently.

Melissa Greenwood stood up and walked over to Yolanda Greenwood, "Remember Yolanda Greenwood, no matter how long I leave, as long as I want, Cooper and I can start over."

"Is that so? But as long as I don’t want, you two will never be right."

After leaving the Director’s office, Yolanda Greenwood returned listlessly, knowing Melissa Greenwood was right.

No matter when, Cooper Coldson’s choice had always been Melissa Greenwood.

"Yolanda?" Sophie Taylor saw her finally returned, "Are you okay?"

Yolanda Greenwood shook her head.

"Sister Reyes is waiting for you in the office, you better go fast."

Sophie Taylor patted Yolanda Greenwood’s shoulder comfortingly.

"Manager Reyes, were you looking for me?"

Facing Jenny Reyes, Yolanda Greenwood tried her best to perk up; she didn’t want to fail this trust.

"Have a seat." Jenny Reyes personally poured two cups of coffee, handing one to Yolanda Greenwood.

"Thank you, Manager Reyes." Yolanda was somewhat overwhelmed.

Jenny Reyes tugged at the corner of her mouth, "About what happened before, I rushed into conclusions too quickly, I owe you an apology."

"No, no need," Yolanda Greenwood quickly waved her hands, "Manager Reyes, it is also my fault, I caused trouble for you and the company."

"Indeed."

Jenny Reyes nodded in agreement, "Not being able to protect your own work is negligence for any painter."

"En." Yolanda Greenwood looked apologetic.

"Yolanda Greenwood, no matter your personal grievances with your sister, at the company, you are one of my people under Jenny Reyes."

Yolanda Greenwood nodded.

Jenny Reyes continued, "I do not want any more incidents of plagiarism, whether you are wronged or not."

"I understand." Yolanda Greenwood promptly vowed, "Please rest assured Manager Reyes, I will be extra careful."

"Alright, alright, drop the ’Manager Reyes,’ it’s giving me a headache."

Jenny Reyes showed a rare smile, "From now on, call me Sister Reyes like everyone else."

"Okay, Sister Reyes," Yolanda Greenwood was truly delighted.

Jenny Reyes then assigned her a new order, "Do well from now on."

"Thank you, Sister Reyes, I’ll be going back now."

Work developments reinvigorated Yolanda Greenwood.

After returning, she threw herself into her job, and the day passed quickly.

At closing time, everyone actively said goodbye to her, finally, she was no longer invisible.

Upon leaving the company building, Yolanda Greenwood saw Cooper Coldson had come to pick up Melissa Greenwood from work.

At that moment, Cooper Coldson was standing by the car and Melissa Greenwood was walking towards the passenger seat.

Without hesitation, Yolanda Greenwood ran towards it, shouting as she ran, "Husband, are you here to pick me up from work?"

Everyone who had just been envious of Melissa Greenwood suddenly changed expression.

Both Cooper Coldson and Melissa Greenwood looked murderous.

Yolanda Greenwood ignored them and got into the car, sitting in the passenger seat.

She looked out at Melissa Greenwood, who was still standing there, "Cousin, my husband might not be able to take you home today, you should take a taxi."

Melissa Greenwood was furious, looking up at Cooper Coldson.

Cooper Coldson immediately got into the car to drive someone away, "Yolanda Greenwood, get out."

"Why?" Yolanda Greenwood buckled her seatbelt, ready to not leave the car at any cost, "I’m riding my husband’s car home, what’s wrong with that?"

"Don’t call me husband!"

Cooper Coldson was enraged; this was the first time in over a year of marriage that Yolanda Greenwood had called him ’husband’.

He felt indescribably awkward inside.

"Get out! Don’t force me to get physical!"

"Fine, if you have the guts, do it in front of our company people. Drag me out and ask Melissa Greenwood to get in, after all, I’m just a nameless employee, but Director Greenwood might get called a homewrecker."

Yolanda Greenwood was unafraid like a pig not scalded by boiling water.

At this moment, Melissa Greenwood knocked on his car window.

Cooper Coldson rolled down the window.

"Cooper, take Yolanda home, I’ll take a taxi," Melissa Greenwood spoke understandingly.

"Alright, then take care."

Sick of the stares from those around, Cooper Coldson hit the gas, and the car shot out.

Yolanda Greenwood jumped, "What are you doing? If you want a lover’s leap with Melissa Greenwood, leave me out of it."

Cooper Coldson gritted his teeth, "I never knew you were so sharp-tongued before."

"There’s a lot you don’t know."

Yolanda Greenwood held her bag, looking out the window.

She felt pitiable.

"This is the first time you’re picking me up from work."

Cooper Coldson humphed, "How many days have you worked?"

"What? Is it because I haven’t worked that you didn’t have a chance to pick me up?"

Yolanda Greenwood turned to look at him, "If I go to work every day, will you come to pick me up?"

"In your dreams!"

"Then will you pick up Melissa Greenwood?"

"That’s none of your business!"

Cooper Coldson’s indifference deeply frustrated Yolanda Greenwood.

"Why is it none of my business now? I am your wife, I don’t allow you to pick up another woman from work."

"Not for long."

"..."

Yolanda Greenwood turned again to look out the window, afraid her unmanly tears were too embarrassing.

Handling Melissa Greenwood’s provocations and bullying, she could resist like an undying cockroach.

But facing Cooper Coldson, she was nothing.

Just a few cold words from him, and she was utterly defeated.

Yolanda Greenwood stayed silent for a while before speaking dejectedly.

"Baruy asked me to come back to work, don’t you understand what that means?"

"I don’t know what’s wrong with Muse, but anyone who watched that broadcast would understand, the real thief of the painting is Melissa Greenwood."

"Cooper Coldson, the scheming woman you detest so much has never been me, how can you not see that?"