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really didn't know how to face him. When I got home, I was lying in

onder why such a hand

e was disabled and I was healthy. So it was no big deal that I was betrayed by a

If I couldn't overcome the fear of losing vi

rs, life stil

d passed, and starting tomorrow, I shouldn’t be

d patted my face. I cheered myself up

e on!" I sa

after I sat down at the company, I received an email from To

t an order two days ago because of rejecting customers‘ unspoken rule.

most of my female colleagues in the off

Tom Wilson's office. I left the door open on pur

something to tell you." Tom Wilson raised

nce?" Tom Wilson asked, one of his hands already holding my hand. I pulled my ha

spect to me. Just talking about

uch, and all of those made him not plan to pretend anymore, "Mabel, I d

on was taking me for a fool? I

want to fire me for rejecting your se

." I understood the subtext in his words. He just wanted to threaten

orl me not to show the desgust to Tom. Since he was about to fire me, I didn't

stin immediately asked me if I was embarrassed by Tom Wilson. Tom Wilson's personality was wel

at the same time as me. He once expressed his affection

ionship between us awkward, but the rejected Justin still got a

nna to stop, I'm gonna to sue him." I s

that I would act

ways been a diligent employee, but now I was fired beca

ow things to go in this direction. I must take the initiative. Since

Tom's, and he should

d by Tom Wilson because I did not accept the harassment of Tom Wilson. I hope the relevant leaders of the com

s, I sent this email to

rst step. The secon

of doing this, I just knew that what I said wa

g thumbs up, while others cast

se anyway. What I thought was tha

, I packed up some of my personal items and gave some

stuff with me, Justin insi

, you love your job so muc

stin. I'm back

?" Justin asked hesitantly, and

uch." I saw he smiled

ame yet. He looked very angry, probably because what I said yesterday would make him feel offended. I guessed his legs were disabled, and h

which was regarded as gree

denly seemed to have lost my so

ed by the phone ringing, "Hey, are you Mabel Brown?" The oth

I ask wh

you don't want them to have an acc