Bossy CEO Please Love Me Right

Standing at the gate of the prison in Montreal in the late winter, her cheeks ached from the cold wind.

The woman had taken off her prison uniform and was wearing a long cotton coat that was a little worn out and probably went out of style two or three years ago. Her hair was pulled up in a loose ponytail and reached her waist. Devoid of any makeup, her skin looked dry and ashen. But even so, her delicate features and temperament were hard to conceal.

The male warden handed the document to her. Her hands were riddled with frostbites and scars.

"I hope you won't do something like this again. Forget what happened and start a new life now." The warden spoke Mandarin fluently.

"How can I just erase the bitter past from my mind?" Nancy Luo smiled sadly. There was no emotion in her eyes, but her words revealed her wounded pride.

"Well, I hope we won't meet again."

The warden reached out and patted her on the shoulder. Then he turned around and left, leaving her standing there alone with the document in her hand.

She had been in prison for three years. Today, her mind was blank, and all she could think of was that scene in the court more than three years ago.

Back then, the judge had sentenced her to three years in prison for kidnapping and child trafficking.

Coming back to reality, she took a deep breath and walked out of the prison in Montreal, as a free woman.

She took out her phone, which had been lying in the coat pocket a year-and-a-half ago, and dialed a number.

After a few rings, a man answered. He was usually cool as a cucumber, but when he saw the number, his voice trembled. "Hello, Nancy?"

"Aron, I haven't heard your voice in such a long time." She stood alone shivering in the cold wind, not intending to move.

Maybe she would sober up in the cold.

"Nancy... Are you released from prison?" His voice was calm, but his stutter gave away his nervousness.

He was jumpy, wasn't he?

Nancy couldn't help sneering.

"Yes, I'm finally free after three years. Have you forgotten me?" Nancy Luo tried to hold back her tears, but her eyes ached as the strong wind shook her.

"Are you coming back? Let me book the flight ticket for you! Or better yet, wait for me there, and I'll come to Montreal to pick you up now!" he quickly offered, feeling guilty and panicky.

"I don't want to impose, Mr. Gu. I just wanted to hear your voice," said Nancy Luo politely, taking a fortifying breath as her eyes turned red.

"Nancy, please don't say that." He sounded remorseful. If this had happened in the past, she would have been moved to tears.

But no more! What he had done was unforgivable. She knew by now that whenever he spoke in this tone, he was lying!

"Don't get me wrong. I really only wanted to hear your voice. I just can't forget about the pain I have suffered all these years and the unfair accusation you and Jenny put on me."

She suddenly felt very tired. All her strength had left her body.

Before Aron Gu could say anything, she hung up and threw the phone into a trash can.

She found her old bank card and went to downtown to withdraw some money. Then she bought a ticket for a morning flight for the next day.