Chapter 299 Suicide

The receptionist was greatly shocked by Shelly's unreasonable behavior. She had planned to let up on her and let Shelly leave the company with dignity, but Shelly seemed to be too uncooperative and determined to put herself in an embarrassing situation.

So the receptionist resolutely called the security guards and drove Shelly out. It was a familiar scene. She had been kicked out like this by the Lu Family's servants this morning.

"Do you think I'm a fly? Wherever I go, I have to be driven away?" Shelly walked in the sun. When Shelly came out of the building of the Empire Group and met the strong sunlight and the hot air, she had a bitter feeling of living.

She remembered that when she was Mrs. Lu, she was highly respected by others. If nothing had happened, she would have a son and marry Lucian...

Well, just now, Lucian almost killed her for Megan. Shelly couldn't accept it. The world was big, but where was the place that belonged to her now?

The only place she most wanted to go was the Lu Family. Why was it so difficult? Shelly bit her fingers. She exposed herself to the sun, which was about to melt her on the street. There was a dull pain on her neck, which was red and like she had the skin disease.

Shelly looked at her messy look through the glass window. Her hair was in a mess, her neck was red, and her collar was broken. Was the woman in the window her? When Shelly saw it, she was also surprised. She didn't know since when she had be

s Lucian. Who dared to ask if his ex-girlfriend really wanted to commit suicide? Did they want to lose their jobs?

Lucian didn't get out of his office all the time. He was even busy with his work, which was no different from usual. The onlookers looked particularly anxious. It was said that Mr. Lucian was ruthless in business. They didn't expect him to be so cruel even to his girlfriend.

In addition to the staffs, Shelly herself also felt that he was heartless.

She hung up the phone and drank another can of beer.

Maybe in twenty minutes, Lucian would come to pick her up. He might cry and beg her to forgive him, beg her to give him another chance.

It was so great in her mind that Shelly waited quietly with such a hope.

Ten minutes passed, and fifteen minutes passed, her patience gradually disappeared. But she was the only one in the room. It was so desolate, just like the reality.

Maybe Lucian wouldn't come at all and just let her alone.

"If you really want to die, you'd better follow your choice..." That was exactly what he had said on the phone. His cold words made Shelly unable to accept it. She felt as if her heart was cut into small pieces.

Perhaps it was not a pity for her to end her life. Anyway, the one she loved most didn't love her. What was the point of living?

She suddenly saw the bottle of sleeping pills and the fruit knife she bought on the table. These were all used for lies. Why did she feel kind of them now?