Hearing Sherrys words, Sylvia just slightly raised her eyebrows and did not show much panic about being exposed.
"Your position is mine now. If you dont mind, I can offer you some grassroots positions."
Her position?
Sherry suddenly had an impulse to laugh.
Mayer had already forced her to divorce to make Sylvia Mrs. Goodwin, now the position where she has been working for five years was also Sylvias.
She had never known this man could be so generous…
By the chance when Sherry was in a daze, the pain she suppressed returned and swept all over her in a more rampant manner.
Unwilling to show her weakness in front of Sylvia, she summoned her last strength and stumbled into the lavatory.
Trembling and gasping, she laboriously poured some pills out of the medicine bottle and swallowed them.
At this moment, she heard footsteps behind her and hurriedly turned around.
Mayer was staring at her, precisely, the medicine bottle in her hand.
Stunned by the inexplicable expression on the mans face, she hurriedly put the bottle back into her handbag.
"Whats wrong?"
Mayer stepped into the lavatory.
Feeling the rare concern in his tone, Sherry was almost on the verge of crying.
"I…"
She choked with sobs.
Im sick and its a cancer.
She wanted to say this, but her throat was like being stuck by something that she could not say a single word.
"Enough."
Mayer frowned and wiped away her tears: "I warned you not to go too far."
"Im going too far?"
Sherrys resurrected hope was soon crushed by Mayers words. She angrily looked up at the man and shouted: "She takes away my family, my marriage, and now my position! Dont talk like shes a victim!"
"She does not take away anything from you."
Mayer coldly retorted: "Actually, shes taking back. What you have enjoyed in those years all belongs to her since the very beginning."
Sherrys face turned sickly pale again, and this time was because of sheer despair.
"She abandoned you when you were in trouble. When you get through the troubles and make your family rich again, she returns with a new name. Do you call this love?"
"Sylvia has told me the truth."
Mayer sneered with unconcealed disgust: "It was your trick that forced her to leave me. I have given you utmost tolerance for the sake of our marriage, but that does not mean Im a fool!"
The truth?
Sherry looked at Mayer up and down, trying to tell if the man was still the one she was in love with.
She had never felt him so unfamiliar!
How could he believe Sylvias words even without asking her?
Mayer naturally would not answer this question.
He just coldly turned around and walked away, not willing to waste any more attention on her.
With a pair of blank eyes, Sherry dragged her heavy body out of the company she had been working for five years.
There were countless cars and people on the road, while she was the only one alone.
Suddenly, Sherry felt the world began to rotate.
The next moment, she fell to the ground unconscious.
When Sherry opened her eyes, she found herself in the hospital again from the familiar ceiling.
"Are you alright?"
A voice full of concerns sounded in Sherrys ears.
It took her a long while to recognize the man who was sitting beside her bedside was Alfred James, her coworker.
"I happened to see you fainting when coming back. Do you know that…"
He paused for a while, apparently wondering how to tell Sherry the bad news.
"Please keep it a secret."
Sherry struggled to sit up and pleaded with him: "Dont tell others about my health."
Alfred was stunned by Sherrys reaction, but there was nothing he could do.
He just sighed and nodded.
The doctor walked into the ward with a report, showing it to Sherry with a serious tone: "There is little time left. You must take the surgery immediately. Are your family available now?"
"I…"Sherry murmured: "I dont have a family. Can I sign the consent myself?"
The doctor was struck by shock and at a loss about what to say.
"Shes kidding."
Alfred stood up and said to the doctor: "Give me the pen and Ill sign the consent as her…boyfriend."