Second Chance: Marrying into Wealth Chapter 268

"No, seriously! I promise I'll stick to working out." I raised my hand like I was taking an oath.

Paula shook her head. "Yeah, right. I know you too well. You're just too lazy to exercise!"

I put on my most determined face and said, "Fine, I'll send you a video every day. Just please, no personal trainer."

Paula ignored my plea and was already dialing her phone. "Hello..."

I didn't even have time to stop her before I heard that familiar deep voice on the other end.

I froze, took a deep breath, and tried to make myself invisible, hoping Christopher wouldn't notice I was there.

"Christopher, as Melinda's boss, you should care about your employees' health as well as their work. Melinda's health is so poor, how can she handle high-intensity work? She needs to exercise properly."Only Paula would dare to say something so bold.

I held my breath, feeling like crying inside.

"You're right, I'll keep an eye on it," Christopher replied, surprisingly cooperative.

Paula looked very satisfied. "Melinda doesn't like to exercise, so I'm counting on you to supervise her workouts."

"Sure, I'll make sure she joins me for morning workouts every day," Christopher quickly agreed.

The two of them, without even consulting me, had already decided my fate.

I felt like crying.

I had just refused to have breakfast with Christopher, and now I had to work out with him? I was trying to stay away from him!

But I hadn't told Paula the reason, and I couldn't find an excuse to refuse.

Paula hung up the phone and gave me a knowing wink. "Melinda, this is such a great opportunity, you have to seize it."

I was exasperated. "Seize what?"

"Christopher, of course! Think about it, Christopher clearly works out regularly, he's got a great body. With my years of experience, I bet he has an eight-pack. This is a perfect chance. After your workout, when he's all sweaty, he'll probably take off his shirt, and you'll get an eyeful of those muscles. Maybe even cop a feel..."

"Shut up!" I was shocked by Paula's wild words.

Paula was all talk; when it came to relationships, she was actually quite innocent.

But her description was so vivid that my mind couldn't help but imagine it.

Then the memory of that night came to mind, the feel of his chest and abs in the dark, the sensation was really good, the male hormones...

Thinking about it made my ears turn red.

When I realized what I was thinking, I was so shocked that I started sweating.

I couldn't tell if the sweat was from the workout or from my thoughts.

Paula noticed. "Melinda, you're blushing! Are you already thinking about it? You should thank me!"

"Please, stop talking nonsense. There's no way anything will happen between Mr. Collins and me!" I firmly stated, cutting off her wild talk.

Paula knew when to back off. She took me to shower, we changed back into our clothes, and then she took me out to eat.

After a workout, a good meal was pure bliss.

While we were eating, Paula got a call from the police station.

"What? Okay, I understand." Paula's face changed after the call.

I asked worriedly, "What happened?"

I guessed it had something to do with Stefan.

"Don't even get me started. Stefan is lucky; he got away. His assistant took all the blame, saying she made the refund decisions on her own. They even found the refund account, and it wasn't Stefan's, it was the assistant's."

Paula frowned but stayed calm. "He anticipated this?"

Paula, because of her upbringing, didn't like complicated people, so she preferred simple partners. She clearly misjudged Stefan.

"But what about the video? Wasn't it sent from Stefan's account?" I asked.

"The video wasn't sent by Stefan. It was sent by a colleague," Paula said, clearly not buying it.

I didn't believe it either.

"Why would the colleague send it? The video was so blurry, how did they know it was you?" I didn't believe in such coincidences.

It was a shame we couldn't pin it directly on Stefan.

"I heard his colleague found the video by accident and asked who it was. Stefan was evasive but showed my picture on his phone, so they assumed it was me."

"But even if they knew it was you, why would the colleague send the video to you? It seems like they were trying to provoke you. Were they targeting Stefan?" I was confused.

Paula thought for a moment. "Probably jealousy. When we were dating, he was sweet and flattering, so I spent a lot on him. Compared to others, his sales were high, and he got big bonuses. I later found out he liked to show off, which probably made others resent him."

This was just a guess.

Paula and I exchanged a look, both thinking the same thing.

"He conveniently exposed my picture when they were curious about the video. He was clearly guiding them. He did it for two reasons: to get back at me for breaking up with him, or someone put him up to it." Paula analyzed.

I also learned from her that Stefan was indeed a scumbag.

Stefan became a manager with the help of a woman who promoted him.

Now, thinking about Stefan as her ex, Paula felt disgusted.

"To think I've seen so many men, and I got played by Stefan. It makes me so mad!" Paula finally lost her cool, cursing angrily.

I comforted her. "It's not worth it to get upset over a man like that. You're beautiful and rich, he's not even worthy to tie your shoes. Let's not think about him!"

Paula sneered, her eyes cold. "People who mess with me don't go unpunished. Just wait, I'll give him a nice gift!"

For the assistant to take the blame, it was either for love or money.