I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away
Chapter 397: Unyielding Hatred

Terrence Sterling was dirty and smelly-it was time for a bath.

He first entered the bathroom and lay in the warm water, reflecting on his days in prison. Although the police had treated him well and there had been no abuse, these were still the most disgraceful days of his life.

Terrence submerged himself in the bathtub, the warm water enveloping his body. As he thought of the humiliations he had endured and Meredith's anxiety, a fierce glint crossed the depths of his dark eyes when he emerged from the water. Officials, Alistair Golding, Marry-

He would not let any of them off the hook.

To keep Meredith from worrying, Terrence concealed all his emotions as he stepped out of the bathroom, showering her with tenderness and affection. "Meredith."

After his bath, Terrence was refreshed. He had shaved his stubble and styled his hair, which added a unique charm to his appearance. He had lost some weight, his features more pronounced, and his usual expression of calm authority was intimidating and chilling.

Meredith stepped forward, wrapping her arms around his waist, her face against his chest. "After hearing about your trouble, I've been on edge, afraid something would happen to you. Terrence Sterling, promise me, you'll take care of yourself. Now that you're out on bail, once all this is settled, we'll go back home."

Meredith had been too embarrassed to speak openly in the presence of others.

She knew Terrence held a grudge, and she understood the proud man had never suffered like this before-without a desire for revenge, he wouldn't be the man she knew.

"I had Selene start with Marry. As long as Marry doesn't press charges and clears the misunderstanding, your bail wasn't difficult," Meredith explained. "Their collusion to frame you would become a joke if it got out. The Auroraville officials had to step in due to the pressure, forcing Alistair Golding and the others to release you."

Meredith was clear-headed and decisive, always leaving room for maneuver, which made Terrence proud.

"With your courage and wisdom, you were always meant to lead, not just stay at home raising our children. I appreciate your sacrifice," Terrence acknowledged her contributions.

Meredith could have had a better career; she wasn't just a woman confined by family or dependent on a man-she was a queen in her own right.

"Before, I wanted to stand by your side as an equal. Now, I just want to be your little woman, bearing your children," Meredith said lovingly, touching his face. "Terrence Sterling, I and the children are your responsibility, you are a husband and a father, come home with me."

She wanted to take the children and herself, and have Terrence follow her back home.

Terrence was well aware of her feelings. She was frightened, terribly so.

"Alright." Terrence clasped her hand in his, "Once things here are settled, we'll go back home. I promise you, we'll return safely." Settling matters...

These words carried a profound implication.

Meredith knew she couldn't dissuade him and didn't want to spoil their mood with further talk.

"Call home, let Grandma see you're alright, that will truly ease their minds," Meredith handed her phone to Terrence.

Terrence nodded and dialed Grandma Sterling's number.

It was already evening back home.

Grandma Sterling, seeing Meredith's number, answered eagerly, "Meredith, is Terry out on bail?"

"Grandma, it's me." Terrence spoke, "I'm out now, and I'm with Meredith."

"Terry." Grandma Sterling's voice choked with emotion, "You're alright? That's good, that's good."

Tears of relief filled Grandma Sterling's eyes, her heart finally at ease.

"Grandma, don't worry, Meredith and I will be coming home in a few days," Terrence reassured Grandma Sterling. "Are mom and dad at home?" "They're at the hospital," Grandma Sterling replied. "Bianca is critically ill, she might not make it this time."