Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Harriet was flooded with a complicated mix of emotions as she looked at them. Ellsworth used to be nice to her, saying yes to her every request. He had even carried her out from a fire once. How had they ended up like this? After staring at them for a while, Harriet stepped into the bedroom without saying a word. As she walked out again in the white dress identical to Kelsey's, Kelsey had already left. So had Jolene and Zane. Meanwhile, someone kept banging on the door. "Mr. Townsend, is it true that you're getting a divorce?" "Mr. Townsend, are you with Ms. Graham now?" If anyone had taken photos of Ellsworth and Kelsey together, the Townsend Group's stock would be in freefall tomorrow. Ellsworth uncrossed his legs, tossed his phone away, and stood "Mr. Townsend, will Ms. Chavez still work at the Townsend Group after the divorce? How much will she get?" "Mr. Townsend, the whole town is waiting for your divorce negotiations. Will she get the Townsend Group's shares?" Still standing by the bedroom door, Harriet chuckled. The reporters sounded so certain about a divorce-they sure had a knack for predicting things. Looking at them, she steeled herself and walked gracefully behind Ellsworth. She wrapped her slender arms around his waist, rested her chin on his shoulder, and asked in an affectedly sweet voice, "Darling, what's going on?" Ellsworth spun around the moment she hugged him and murmured "Darling." "Ms. Chavez?" "Ms. Chavez?" "It's Ms. Chavez, not Ms. Graham." The reporters went into a frenzy, snapping photos the second Harriet showed up, thinking they had finally caught Ellsworth in some major gossip. However, they were disappointed again. Like always, it was Harriet. Harriet kept her arms around Ellsworth's waist as he turned to the reporters and asked lazily, "Need me to clarify anything?" "Mr. Townsend, Ms. Chavez, sorry for interrupting you." "Mr. Townsend, please forgive us." They hastily apologized and then left. Ellsworth closed the door and turned around. Harriet quickly withdrew her arms and explained, "It was just to convince the reporters." She was polite yet distant. Ellsworth didn't say anything. He walked to the coat rack and took off his robe, his back to her. He had broad shoulders and a lean waist. Thanks to years of working out, every cut and curve of his body was perfectly defined. Harriet's cheeks heated. She lowered her head and then said quietly, "I'm going back to the office." Then she opened the door and left. Ellsworth turned and stared at the door for a long time. Then he continued to get dressed. *** On the way back, Harriet clutched the steering wheel with both hands, feeling exhausted. Her chest tightened. Last month, during her check-up, a small nodule was found. The doctor recommended she avoid stress and scheduled regular monitoring appointments. The nodule had appeared only after her marriage. She turned to glance at the divorce agreement on the passenger seat and sighed helplessly. In fact, she had taken it with her into the room. But she took it back. Over the past three years, she had considered a divorce countless times. However, the scene where Ellsworth carried her out of the fire always emerged in her mind, stopping her from bringing it up. What if Ellsworth agreed to the divorce? Then there'd be no going back. So, she had held onto those papers. *** After Harriet solved the scandal crisis, everything returned to normal. It was like nothing had happened at all. One morning, when Harriet passed by the small conference room, she heard voices inside. "You want me to do it again? Ellsworth, spare me. I've already done it six times." "I'm so jealous of Harriet. Marrying you completely changed her life, Ellsworth. She doesn't even have to handle proposals anymore. All she does is sign contracts."