Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime
Chapter 1316

Chapter 1316: Chapter 1316

In the end, there was no response.

Perhaps silence was already the best answer.

Jane McCain hurriedly walked forward, her face cold. The passersby glanced at her with strange looks, as if she were so pitiful, so ridiculous. Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore—

She suddenly squatted down and burst into tears.

Burying her head in her knees, she tightly hugged herself, as if this could hide her broken sobs.

She cried so hard that the sky turned dark, her emotions poured out uncontrollably, with no regard to her image.

Finally, like a drowning person struggling for rescue, she took out her phone and dialed a number: "Zara... please come..."

...

Half an hour later, Zara Jameson rushed to the bustling central business district.

With her was Ryan Wesley.

When they saw Jane, she had calmed down after her storm of tears, drained and sitting alone on a bench in a green area, her expression revealing bewilderment.

"What happened?" Zara Jameson looked at her in shock, "Did you fight with Allen Rivera?"

Jane McCain shook her head blankly.

Zara Jameson frowned, took out her phone, ready to call Allen Rivera for an explanation.

Jane McCain grabbed her arm, her voice so hoarse it was barely audible: "Don’t contact him, I broke up with him."

"He dumped you?" Ryan Wesley abruptly interjected, "Letting go of such a beautiful girl, is he blind?"

"Enough, stop talking nonsense." Zara Jameson touched Jane McCain’s hand, which was icy cold. Feeling both heartbroken and angry, her face turned grim as she ushered Jane into the car.

The car’s heater was on, warm and safe, like a temporary harbor providing her shelter.

Bitterness rose up, she wanted to cry again, but her eyes were dry, unable to shed another tear.

Ryan Wesley drove carefully, glancing at the rearview mirror, "It’s not that I mean to pry... but I need to know where to go, otherwise I don’t know which way to drive."

Zara Jameson thought for a moment, asked Jane McCain, "Stay at my place for a few days?"

Jane McCain gently shook her head, "Just take me home..."

There was no one home at Jane McCain’s place.

Ruby Spencer had gone abroad, and the housekeeping lady only appeared in the morning and evening.

Zara Jameson accompanied Jane McCain to change clothes, wash her face, apply an eye mask, drink some water... She advised Jane McCain to get some sleep, but Jane couldn’t sleep. Sitting on the bed, she recounted everything that had happened recently, in detail.

Zara Jameson, hearing that Fiona Lake was soon taking a position out of town, was furious, "Too easy on her! Does she think saying ’sorry’ and apologizing can simply wipe the slate clean?! Is Allen Rivera insane?!"

"What else can be done... After all, she didn’t do much, just wanted to scare me a bit, ultimately didn’t succeed..." Jane McCain muttered dejectedly, "Besides, she’s his capable assistant, always been excellent in her job, he probably doesn’t want to waste her talent..."

"If he wants to see the bigger picture, that’s his problem, he shouldn’t make you suffer!" Zara Jameson fumed, "Furthermore, that Fiona Lake is just a subordinate! You’re putting up with a subordinate now, what will you do in the future if faced with a boss giving you a hard time? Endure it as well? Is he looking for a girlfriend or a scapegoat? Bastard!"

Jane McCain looked blankly at the patterns on the sheets, murmuring: "Doesn’t matter anymore... Anyway, it’s already over..."

Zara Jameson said, "It’s good that you broke up, a man who can’t see clearly deserves to be single forever!"

Jane McCain let out a bitter smile: "He has plenty of admirers, the possibility of me being single forever is much greater than his."

Zara Jameson looked at her haggard appearance, feeling very sad, and then noticed Ryan Wesley silent on the side, inevitably she got angry, "Why don’t you have any reaction? Aren’t you furious about how Allen Rivera treated Janie? Speak up and give your opinion."

Ryan Wesley was stunned, hesitantly looked at Jane McCain, then at Zara Jameson.

He uncertainly asked, "Do you really want me... to give my opinion?"