The CEO Buys in (Wager of Hearts #1)(126)

Every molecule in Chloe’s body leaped with sheer happiness at the sight of him. Her heart hadn’t gotten the memo that she was no longer allowed to love Nathan. Then her brain sent a wave of misery rolling over her, nearly knocking her to her knees.

Chloe didn’t care what anyone thought. She stumbled to the bathroom, slamming open the door and dodging into the first open stall. Latching it closed, she leaned against the stainless-steel wall and let the tears flow silently down her cheeks.

She couldn’t do this. Seeing Nathan was like showing a starving woman a perfect chocolate éclair and then telling her she couldn’t touch it.

She scrabbled in her bag for her cell phone. Before she speed-dialed Judith’s number, she stuck her head out of the stall to make sure no one else was in the room.

“Hey, Chloe, what’s up?” Her friend’s familiar voice steadied her.

“I’m really sorry, but I can’t continue at Trainor Electronics.” She took a deep breath and fumbled for a reason. “I feel like I’m here under false pretenses.”

“You mean because you’re involved with the big boss?”

“Was involved with him. We broke up on Saturday. I just saw him for the first time since then.”

She heard Judith blow out a breath before she said, “Well, you predicted it would end. I told you the job has no probation period, so he can’t fire you as revenge. My advice is for you to tough it out until you get over him. Time heals all wounds, and the great salary and benefits will help the process along. And I’m not saying this because of my fee.”

Chloe rested her forehead against the cool metal wall. “Judith, I did something stupid. I fell in love with him.”

“Oh, damn. I was afraid of that.”

“I hurt him, Judith. I did the same thing all the other women did. Used him for what he could give me.”

“That’s garbage and you know it.”

“It feels like that to me. And he believes it.” Chloe felt her decision come into focus. “I’m sorry, but I have to resign.”#p#分页标题#e#

Judith’s sigh sounded in Chloe’s ear. “Okay, sweetie. Can you at least tell Roberta in HR that it’s a family issue? It’s almost true.”

“Of course. I’ll make it clear you were shocked and disappointed by my decision. I don’t want to damage your relationship with Trainor Electronics.”

“I know you don’t. You’re too nice for this whole mess. And I’ll keep working to get you placed, so don’t worry about that.”

Chloe thanked Judith and hung up. She felt a curious sense of lightness. Guilt about the way she’d gotten the job had been weighing on her.

She marched out of the stall to touch up her makeup before taking the elevator to the HR floor. Once Roberta got over her astonishment, she was surprisingly sympathetic, saying she understood the issues of having elderly relatives. Chloe wished she didn’t have to leave a company where the employees were treated so well. It proved that corporations weren’t all heartless.

Chloe walked out of the HR office and headed back to the elevator. She reached for the “Down” button and then drew her hand back.

She wanted to see Nathan one more time. To tell him she’d been wrong to take the job. She didn’t expect him to want her back, but she hoped he would think better of her. If he ever thought of her again. The contempt in his eyes on Saturday indicated he might dismiss her from his mind as not worth the trouble.

She stretched her hand out again, hesitated a moment, and pushed the “Up” button.



Chloe stood in front of the desk where it had all started. It seemed incredible that in just two weeks she’d experienced so many highs and lows.

As she waited to find out if Nathan would see her, she remembered the first time they’d made love, and Nathan’s words as he’d walked away from her in the hospital. Maybe this was a bad idea.

“Mr. Trainor is available now,” Janice said. She was a pleasant-looking fortyish woman, with short brown hair and a slight midwestern twang. She gave Chloe a smile. “I hear you did a great job when I was sick.”

“Thanks.” Chloe couldn’t manage any more conversation because flutters of nerves were tightening her throat. She shifted her grip on her handbag and strode past Janice to pull open the big door into Nathan’s office, bracing herself for whatever he might sling at her.

His desk was unoccupied, so she turned toward the windows. He was standing with his back to them. She could see the breadth of his shoulders, the length of his legs, and the way he had his hands thrust into his trousers pockets, but his face was in shadow. Not helpful.