I looked at Aaron. I couldn’t believe that he just gaslighted me.
In that case, he really wasn’t the pure, kind-hearted, and multi-talented Aaron Tomlinson that I used to know anymore.
Who told him that I didn’t deserve his love just because I loved money?
It was true that I loved money, but I had all the means to earn it by myself. My parents hadn’t invested tons of money into my education for more than 20 years for nothing.
I’d worked so hard for years. It couldn’t possibly be for covering up my partner’s dirty, filthy undoing, could it?
The next morning, everyone looked at me weirdly at the company. My assistant, Megan Walters, pulled me aside and said, “Ms. Sanders, I think it’s best if you don’t hurry into your office for now.”
I could kind of guess what happened. So, instead of heeding her advice, I marched toward my office in a haste.
When I reached the entrance, I saw that Aaron was cuddling Rachel in his lap while feeding her a steaming plate of spaghetti.
Aaron was even patiently twirling the pasta onto a second fork while waiting for her next bite.
I felt tears welling in my eyes. I couldn’t breathe. I recalled the last time he blew up at me when I ate a muffin in his office.
He’d berated and humiliated me in front of all my other colleagues for it. He even gave me the cold shoulder for three whole months without ever speaking to me.
I just learned that Aaron wouldn’t mind anyone else eating in his office if he loved her.
When Rachel caught sight of me, she grinned triumphantly at me before kissing Aaron on the cheek.
I recalled the times when she would go after every crush I had. Then, she would break up with them once she’d had her fun. When I finally tore her a new one, she simply said, “My parents often compared me to you, saying that you were so smart and I was such a failure.
“So, I’m just proving to them that whatever you put your effort into getting, I can just easily snatch it away from you whenever I want! And it’s not like I want anything that you want, anyway. I can’t even be bothered with them after I’m done ruining your fun.”
It was bad enough in the past, but Aaron was someone I’d invested too much of my time and effort in. I just couldn’t bear to see Rachel destroying him before my very eyes.
I rushed into the office, grabbed the plate of spaghetti, and threw it directly into the trash.
Rachel immediately made it as if she was going to grab it back, but she purposely put her hand under the falling noodles so that the steaming hot sauce would scald her hand. Then, she screamed in pain.
Aaron immediately pulled her away and ran her hand under running tap water. He kept talking to her in a gentle voice, trying to calm her down.
“How could you be so dumb to try and stop the spaghetti with your bare hands?”
Rachel turned to Aaron with her watery eyes and said, “B-But you made me that spaghetti yourself…”
Aaron then brought Rachel to me and said sternly, “Katrina Sanders, apologize to your cousin.”
