My boyfriend, who was working late, suddenly sent me a text: "I have a girlfriend. Please delete my number. Thanks." I slowly typed a question mark and hit send, only to be met with the dreaded "Message Not Delivered" notification. My boyfriend has a girlfriend. Then... who am I? 1 Wyatt had been working a lot of overtime lately. I felt bad for how busy he was, and a bit sad that we were spending less time together. I had just packed up some hot soup made by my housekeeper, Mrs. Gomez, and was getting ready to head to his office when I received a text from Wyatt: "I have a girlfriend. Please delete my number. Thanks." At first glance, I found the message almost funny. This dog of a boyfriend actually had some solid boundaries. But... why did he send it to me? I slowly typed a question mark and sent it, only to realize... Oh, I see. I'm the one who got blocked. My boyfriend is in a relationship. He has a girlfriend. And I... got blocked. As someone with a notoriously fiery temper, I didn't even pause to think before I dialed his number. But before I could even open my mouth to demand an explanation, a sickeningly sweet female voice answered the phone: "Who is this?" So there really was a woman next to him? To be honest, I almost couldn't believe my ears. Wyatt had always been incredibly strict about his boundaries. He never let any woman besides me get close to him. He even kept his distance from his male friends. Yet today, he let a woman answer his phone. "Where's Wyatt? Put him on," I said coldly, my brow furrowing. The woman on the other end let out a soft, disdainful laugh. "Looking for Wyatt? He's busy right now. He doesn't have time." "Put him on the phone," I raised my voice, practically yelling into the receiver. "Miss, I suggest you have some self-respect. Wyatt already has a girlfriend. Clinging to him like this just makes you look cheap, you know?" With that, she hung up with a giggle. If I was just annoyed a second ago, now I was absolutely furious. I grabbed my keys and drove straight to Wyatt's company. If this dog dared to cheat on me, he'd better be ready to pay the price. It was past nine o'clock at night. The entire office building was dark, except for the lights on the top floor. There was no one downstairs except a security guard. He looked surprised to see me. "Ms. Jensen? Are you here to pick up Mr. Brooks?" I didn't answer. I walked straight into the elevator and hit the button for the top floor. The building was dead silent, but as soon as the elevator doors opened, I could clearly hear voices. I stormed toward Wyatt's office, the accusations burning on my tongue ready to explode. But when I pushed the door open, I saw that the room was packed with people. It looked like they were in the middle of a serious discussion. At that moment, dozens of eyes turned to stare at me in shock. Being stared at by so many people, I instinctively swallowed hard. But my eyes zeroed in perfectly on a woman sitting in the corner, looking completely out of place. She had a men's blazer draped over her shoulders, and she was looking at me with a smirk. "Audrey, why are you here?" Surprised to see me, Wyatt immediately stood up from his chair and walked toward me. Probably sensing my foul mood, he nervously quickened his pace, but he was a second too late. The woman in the corner suddenly jumped up and intercepted me before he could reach me. She practically used her body to wedge herself between us. "Miss, we are in the middle of a meeting. I'm going to have to ask you not to interrupt." She smiled and gestured toward the door, clearly trying to kick me out. I gave her an ice-cold look and completely ignored her. Instead, I looked past her to Wyatt. "Should I wait outside? Wyatt." "Of course not." Wyatt dodged the woman with extreme agility, slipping past her to reach my side. He tried to grab my hand, but I pulled away. He was clearly panicked by my dodge and asked cautiously, "Audrey, what's wrong?" "Nothing. Finish your meeting," I said coldly. Wyatt glanced back at the room full of executives, then gently tried to pull me further inside so I could sit next to him. As we walked past the woman, he completely ignored her existence. "Wyatt, who is this woman? We're having a company meeting right now, isn't it inappropriate for her to be here?" Being ignored, the woman's face twisted slightly. She forced an awkward smile and stepped forward to block me again. Wyatt stopped and frowned at her, looking as if he had only just noticed she was in the room. "Mia? Why are you still here?" "Wyatt, I... I was keeping you company for your meeting," Mia stammered, her expression stiffening in embarrassment. "Why would you keep me company for a meeting? Even the Executive Assistant doesn't need to be at tonight's strategy session. What is an assistant to the EA doing here?" Wyatt's tone was irritated, and he clearly wasn't faking it. So this woman had been sitting in his office the whole time, and Wyatt genuinely hadn't noticed? The other executives in the room seemed equally surprised, staring at the girl named Mia. "Wyatt, I... I was scared to be out there all alone. This is the only office with people in it on the whole floor, so... so I waited in here for you." Mia's eyes fluttered, and she looked up at Wyatt with big, teary, puppy-dog eyes. From Wyatt's tone, this woman was basically an entry-level assistant, yet she casually called him "Wyatt" and claimed she was "waiting for him." It was obvious there was something going on here. I crossed my arms and shot Wyatt a frosty glare. Feeling my eyes on him, Wyatt instantly stood up straighter. "Audrey, I have absolutely nothing to do with her. My dad made me give her a job, that's the only reason she's here." He then turned back to Mia, his voice dropping to freezing temperatures. "Mia, you told me you had nothing to do after work today, so you volunteered to cover for the Executive Assistant. That's why you stayed behind. Since you're here, do your job. Stop loitering in places you don't belong." His voice was cold, laced with impatience. He waved his hand dismissively, gesturing for her to get out. The harsh words drained all the color from Mia's face. She turned and practically ran out of the office. "I really didn't notice she was in here during the meeting," Wyatt explained while pulling me to sit down next to him. I nodded, signaling him to continue the meeting. Nobody in the company showed the slightest discomfort at my presence. When the meeting finally ended and everyone filed out, I pulled out my phone and slammed the text thread onto the desk in front of Wyatt. "Explain this." By now, I wasn't actually that mad, but I maintained my icy tone. Wyatt looked at the screen, his pupils shrinking. He reached out and grabbed my shoulders. "Audrey, wait right here. I'm going to give you a proper explanation." With that, he stormed out of the office. I immediately followed him and watched as he zeroed in on Mia at lightning speed. He stood in front of her and held out his hand. "Give me my phone." 2 Mia was visibly stung by his furious expression. She swayed slightly before pulling Wyatt's phone from her pocket, handing it over with both hands. Her eyes were pitiful, yet laced with a sickly sweet, suggestive longing. Wyatt snatched the phone from her hands with lightning speed, opened his blocked contacts list, and his face turned black as thunder. This was the first time I had ever seen him look like this. Confused, I stepped closer to take a look. Good lord. His blocklist didn't just have me on it; there were several other female accounts. Looking closely, they were all female CEOs or project managers from partner companies. "What gave you the right to touch my phone? I left it charging on my desk." Wyatt was furious, and he didn't even try to control his volume. Several department heads who were packing up to leave popped their heads out to see what was going on. Mia visibly flinched at his booming voice, her expression growing even more pathetic. "Wyatt, I... I just wanted to help you." "Help me? You're trying to bankrupt me!" Wyatt was raging. Looking at the people on the blocklist, his hands were practically shaking with anger. I knew how hard he had worked to get to where he was, building his company from the ground up. And in one fell swoop, she had blocked several major executives and key stakeholders. Just as I was about to step forward to calm him down, my phone started buzzing. Without exception, it was from friends who had my number, asking me what was going on and why they had suddenly been blocked by Wyatt. Even though these business contacts were polite, I knew they were demanding an explanation. I shot Mia a vicious glare, and then said to Wyatt, though still a bit annoyed: "Fix this right now." I stepped aside to start replying to messages. Thankfully, because of my father's reputation in the industry, they didn't take it too personally. Plus, Wyatt's competence and the company's solid reputation spoke for themselves. Once they heard his phone had been tampered with, they were all understanding. Especially when they heard I had been blocked too. A few people even hesitated before warning me to keep an eye on his relationship with that assistant. After smoothing things over with everyone, my expression darkened. Even though Wyatt had firmly taken my side today, this still demanded a serious explanation. I took a few deep breaths, forced down the anger bubbling in my chest, and walked back into the main lobby. To my surprise, there were two police officers standing in the middle of the lobby. Wyatt was frowning, speaking to them furiously. Meanwhile, Mia was trembling, staring at Wyatt in utter disbelief. "Wyatt, you... you called the cops on me?" Her voice shook. Seeing that Wyatt had no intention of acknowledging her, she turned to the officers. She practically lunged forward and grabbed one of the officer's arms. "Officer, we're friends! I was just playing a prank! We're really close, you can't arrest me." The officer stepped back in alarm, giving Mia a complicated look. "Ma'am, this isn't something that goes away just because you say it's a prank. You used this gentleman's phone without permission and caused substantial damage..." the officer explained patiently. "We are not friends. There is no 'prank' here. She is just an employee," Wyatt snapped irritably. "Officers, please investigate this thoroughly. I suspect she came to my company specifically to sabotage it." Hearing this, Mia's face went as white as a sheet. She bit her lower lip, looking at Wyatt with tearful, desperate eyes. When she realized Wyatt was completely ignoring her and instead walking over to ask me about the client situation, she finally broke. "Wyatt, I... I just thought that since you're so successful now, and you have a girlfriend, you should keep your distance from the women on your phone. I was just trying to help you!" A single, crystal-clear tear perfectly rolled down Mia's cheek. Just one tear. It didn't make her look messy; it just made her look incredibly vulnerable and heartbroken. Unfortunately for her, Wyatt was too furious to appreciate her theatrical performance. He exploded: "What does my contact list have to do with you?! You even blocked my girlfriend first! Are you trying to 'help me keep my distance' or are you trying to make me die alone?!" Still not satisfied, he pointed to a profile picture on his blocklist. "This is CEO Gallagher. She's the exact same age as my mother! You think I need help keeping my distance from her too?!" "I am your boss. You do what I tell you to do, and you don't touch what isn't yours. That's the rule. Do you lack even the most basic professional decency?" He turned to the police. "Officers, I have a lot of trade secrets on my phone. She's a brand-new employee who stole my phone. She poses a massive threat to my company's assets. I want a full investigation." I stood there, absolutely stunned. I came here expecting to catch a cheating boyfriend, only to witness a delusional pick-me girl getting completely dismantled. 3 I definitely didn't expect Wyatt to actually call the cops. But it did make me feel a lot better about their relationship. Maybe it was because I had walked back to Wyatt's side, which triggered the woman. She broke free from the officer's grasp, rushed right up to us, and pointed a finger at my nose, demanding: "What about her?! Why is she allowed in your office?! Why do you draw boundaries with me because you have a girlfriend, but you protect her at every turn?!" "Is your brain completely broken?" Wyatt said, exasperated. "Can't you tell she IS my girlfriend? Don't you recognize the word 'Wife' on her contact info? Stop playing your pathetic little mind games." Mia shrank back behind the police officers, having been yelled into submission. She finally looked genuinely terrified. The officers now understood what was going on. But the fact remained that Mia's actions had caused financial damage to Wyatt. They asked if there was a chance they could settle this privately. Wyatt adamantly refused. "Absolutely not. Sending a message like that to my girlfriend? Are you trying to make me single forever? I won't tolerate it." Because Wyatt refused to settle, Mia was taken away. Before leaving, she tugged pitifully at the oversized blazer draped over her shoulders and stood in front of Wyatt. "Wyatt, I'm cold. Can I borrow this jacket to wear outside?" Wyatt glanced at the jacket and said flatly, "That's not mine." At that moment, the CFO, who had been watching the drama from the sidelines, leaped out of his office. "Mine! It's mine! I tossed it on the chair next to the CEO earlier and didn't realize you took the wrong one. You should probably give it back. I'm cold too." Mia's face completely froze. She angrily ripped the jacket off, threw it into the CFO's arms, and glared at me with pure hatred before leaving with the police. Watching the venomous glare she shot me as she left, I couldn't help but find it hilarious. What was this? A manipulative mean girl tries to provoke me, and ends up getting herself arrested? Later, Wyatt explained everything. Mia was the daughter of their old neighbors. Her family had moved up north a decade ago and had only recently moved back. As soon as they returned, they visited his parents. Since the two families used to be close, they reconnected. Hearing that Mia was looking for a job, Wyatt's dad asked him to arrange a position for her at his company. Wyatt had practically forgotten she even existed. Who knew she would pull a stunt like this on her first day? 4 I rolled my eyes and muttered, "What is this, some cheap 'childhood sweethearts' trope?" Hearing this, Wyatt literally gagged right in front of me. "I don't have that kind of childhood sweetheart! Ever since we were kids, whenever she messed up, she’d act pitiful and throw the blame on me. Then she’d cry and say 'It's all my fault'." Wyatt shuddered as he mimicked Mia, looking as if he was trying to shake off a layer of goosebumps. "Anyway, I never want to be associated with her in this lifetime. If it weren't for my dad asking me for a favor, I never would have let her set foot in my company." I heard that even though she was taken to the station, Mia wasn't actually charged. She cried and complained to Wyatt's father, and after getting a severe scolding from his dad, Wyatt finally agreed to settle privately. She walked out of the police station that same night. I thought that since Wyatt had been so ruthless this time, she would take the hint and back off. After all, her little stunts were embarrassingly stupid to watch. But surprisingly, a few days later, she added me on iMessage. And the friend request said she got my contact card from Wyatt. Once I accepted, she immediately sent me a photo. It was a picture of a large, lavish dining table with quite a few people seated around it. I could easily recognize Wyatt and his parents. Wyatt was sitting next to the person taking the photo, smiling and putting food on their plate. He looked gentle and attentive. "Audrey, you don't really think Wyatt loves you, do you? The one he's always loved is me. Today, our families are officially meeting to discuss our wedding date." Having experienced the last incident, I didn't believe a word this woman said. If I rushed over to confront him like last time, and Wyatt had just called the cops on her again, it would eventually cause a rift between us. So when I saw the photo, I didn't feel the same anger as before. I simply dialed Wyatt's number. It took him a while to answer. He probably had to find a quiet place first. "Audrey, what's up?" His tone was cheerful. He seemed to be in a good mood. "Where are you?" Wyatt paused for a second. Because we trusted each other, I rarely interrogated him like this. "I'm at The Grand Brasserie having dinner with my parents." "Is Mia there too?" "Yeah, both families are having dinner together today." Wyatt's answer was perfectly natural. He didn't sound guilty at all. I was silent for a moment, then said, "Check your messages." I sent him the photo Mia sent me, along with screenshots of her texts. "Is she insane? She's not even sitting next to me. My niece is sitting next to me." Wyatt was visibly pissed. He told me to hang on for a second, and shortly after, he sent me a screenshot. It was a screenshot from his little niece's Snapchat story. The two photos were identical; they were both taken by his niece. "Audrey, you should come over too. We need to clear this up once and for all tonight. This Mia girl is a psycho." I was hesitant. "Your families are having a reunion dinner. Would it be inappropriate for me to show up?" "Why would it be inappropriate? My parents love you. Besides, if we don't clear this up face-to-face tonight, Mia is going to keep harassing us and ruining our relationship." He was clearly panicking by the end, and he said firmly: "No, you have to come. I'm sending a driver to pick you up." 5 Figuring that Wyatt wanted to settle things once and for all, I changed my clothes and headed out. The restaurant wasn't far; I got there in twenty minutes. When I arrived, I saw Wyatt waiting for me at the entrance. Seeing his annoyed expression, I hurried over and patted his shoulder to comfort him. But he just looked at me with puppy-dog eyes. "Thank God you actually asked me about it. If you were like the female leads in those romance novels and just walked away in silence, what would I have done?" I rubbed my temples. This was partly my fault. When we first started dating, I was so paranoid about him not being able to spot manipulative "pick-me" girls that I made him read a bunch of BookTok romance tropes. It turns out, he still couldn't spot a pick-me girl, but his brain was now permanently hardwired to make sure I never felt misunderstood so I wouldn't run away. With a hug and some reassurance, Wyatt led me into their private dining room. When we walked in, everyone was laughing and chatting. Mr. and Mrs. Brooks looked genuinely happy to see me. They immediately asked the waiter to add a chair for me. "Audrey, come here, sit next to me." Mrs. Brooks warmly had the waiter place a chair right beside her, which was also right next to Wyatt. And sitting on the other side of Wyatt was indeed a little girl, no older than ten. Sitting next to the little girl was Mia. Seeing me walk in, Mia froze, her face instantly turning sour. "Wyatt, who is this? Why did you bring an outsider to our family dinner?" The older woman sitting next to Mia, who looked like her mother, spoke up with a passive-aggressive tone the moment she saw me sit down. Hearing this, Mr. and Mrs. Brooks' expressions shifted. Mrs. Brooks gently patted my hand to reassure me. Then she smiled and said, "She's not an outsider. This is my daughter-in-law, Audrey Jensen." "Oh, so it's Wyatt's girlfriend." The woman let out an awkward laugh and continued, "You run a pretty tight ship, little lady. Wyatt can't even have dinner with his parents without you chasing after him." That one sentence painted me as a controlling, unreasonable girlfriend. Normally, as a younger generation, I should be respectful to my elders. But this elder didn't deserve an ounce of my respect. "Mrs. Lawson. You must be mistaken. Didn't your daughter say you were all gathered here today to discuss my boyfriend's wedding to her? I didn't want my boyfriend to be taken advantage of, so I came to check it out." I smiled brilliantly, even raising an eyebrow provocatively at Mia. When I came in, Wyatt told me: If they give you attitude, fire right back. Do not let them walk all over you. Hearing my words, both Mr. and Mrs. Brooks looked at Mia in shock. "What wedding discussion?" Hearing me expose her out loud, Mia clearly panicked. She knocked over her water glass. "W-What wedding... I... I don't know what you're talking about." Even though she claimed she didn't know, her nervous stuttering made her guilt painfully obvious. Mrs. Brooks' face darkened. "Mia, Wyatt and Audrey will handle their own wedding. You don't need to worry about it." "Mrs. Brooks, I... I really don't know what Ms. Jensen is talking about." Mia stood up anxiously to defend herself. But her panic instantly morphed into a victimized whimper. She lowered her head, her voice trembling uncontrollably: "Mrs. Brooks, I know my good intentions caused a misunderstanding last time, and Ms. Jensen has a prejudice against me. But... but she doesn't have to slander me like this." She even threw in two theatrical sobs for good measure. "Exactly! Didn't we already clear up what happened last time? It was just a misunderstanding. Our Mia was just worried that Wyatt is too clueless and wouldn't know how to keep his distance from other women, and she didn't want his girlfriend to get mad. That's why she did what she did." Mia's mother immediately stepped in, pulling Mia into her arms, and shot me a vicious glare. "Ms. Jensen, it's one thing that you showed up uninvited, but targeting our Mia like this? What's your problem? Mia and Wyatt grew up together. If she really wanted to steal him from you, do you honestly think you'd stand a chance?" 6 I was speechless. I always knew Mia's mother wasn't exactly rational, but I didn't expect her to say something so blatant. But the person who reacted the strongest was Wyatt. He practically leaped out of his chair, stepping directly in front of me: "Mrs. Lawson, Audrey is not uninvited. She is my girlfriend, and I asked her to come. As for Mia and me, there has never been anything between us. I have never liked her, and my relationship with my girlfriend has absolutely nothing to do with her." He wasn't leaving them an ounce of dignity. The faces of the entire Lawson family darkened instantly. Mia looked up from her mother's embrace at Wyatt. That single glance was a masterclass in manipulation—hurt, enduring, and tragic. She looked exactly like a poor, helpless girl abandoned by a toxic ex. The atmosphere in the private room became even more awkward. "What is all this? Why are we arguing during a nice family dinner?" Mia's father quickly stood up, pressing his wife and daughter back into their seats. Then he said, "Since we're all here, let's just have a good time. There's no need to make things unpleasant, right?" He raised his glass to toast Mr. Brooks. Mr. Brooks hadn't said a word, but his expression made it clear he was not happy. Still, he raised his glass and clinked it with Mr. Lawson's. Since things had reached this point, Wyatt and I didn't plan on saying anything more. Wyatt had already made himself perfectly clear anyway. Who knew that while we were ready to drop it, the other side had no such intention. Because of what just happened, the rest of the dinner was incredibly awkward. The only person truly enjoying their meal was Wyatt's little niece. Unexpectedly, just as the tension was starting to ease, Mia's mother suddenly laughed: "Time really flies, doesn't it? Wyatt and Mia are all grown up now. I still remember how they used to play together when they were little." Talking about the kids' childhoods softened Mr. and Mrs. Brooks' expressions a bit, and they couldn't help but sigh at how fast time had passed. But then the woman dropped her next line: "I remember, back then, they even promised to marry each other. Wyatt used to say that when he grew up, he wanted to marry Mia and protect her forever." After saying that, she acted as if she had suddenly realized she misspoke, turning to me and saying, "Ms. Jensen, please don't mind me. I was just reminiscing about when the kids were little. We all know arranged childhood marriages aren't a thing anymore. It won't affect your relationship." I couldn't help but sneer. Saying it won't affect us, yet intentionally bringing up an "arranged marriage" in every other sentence. Wyatt was instantly furious: "Mrs. Lawson, your memory is failing you. I never said I would marry her. You were the one who kept saying 'boys should protect girls' and forced me to protect her." Wyatt sounded genuinely aggrieved as he continued: "Because of that, all the good snacks my parents bought for me when I was little ended up being given to Mia by you." I almost laughed out loud, while the smile on Mia's mother's face completely froze. It took her a long time to recover. Just as she opened her mouth to speak, Wyatt's mother interjected: "Childhood promises... yes, there was talk of that." Hearing this, Wyatt turned to his mother in disbelief, gasping, "Mom, what are you talking about?" Mrs. Brooks ignored him, continuing with a smile: "But back then, it was your family constantly saying how compatible the two kids were and suggesting a promise ring. We never agreed to it." Wyatt nodded frantically and turned to me. "Audrey, I told you, I have absolutely nothing to do with her." Tears streamed down Mia's face. She looked at Mrs. Brooks: "Mrs. Brooks, do you not like me anymore? You used to say you liked me a lot, and that you'd love to have me as a daughter-in-law." Just a minute ago, they were claiming it wouldn't affect my relationship with Wyatt, and now she was openly talking about being their daughter-in-law. This woman really was... shameless. Mrs. Brooks kept smiling. She picked up her water glass, took a sip, then pulled my hand into hers and said: "I did say that. But that was just my wish. It doesn't mean Wyatt agreed to it. Now, the person Wyatt recognizes is Audrey, so my daughter-in-law is Audrey." Those words hit the Lawson family like a slap across the face. Mia's parents looked indignant and were about to argue further, but Mr. Brooks finally spoke up: "Frank, Martha. The kids' feelings are not something we parents should interfere with. Wyatt and Audrey are great together, and we are very fond of Audrey." He then glanced at Mia: "We watched Mia grow up too. She's a great girl, but she's just not right for Wyatt. I'm sure we can introduce her to someone much better in the future." With that, he raised his glass and downed it right in front of Mia's father. Mia's father had no choice but to nod in agreement and drink his glass as well. It was obvious he didn't dare offend Wyatt's father. Even Mia's mother didn't dare push the issue further, sitting obediently in her seat and forcing a smile. But Mia stared intently at Wyatt with her big, watery eyes, demanding: "Wyatt, do you really not like me? I don't believe you." Wyatt was flabbergasted: "I just don't like you! What's so hard to believe?" "If you don't like me, why did you always help me when we were kids? When the chubby kid next door bullied me, you helped me beat him up." "That's because if I didn't help you, you'd go home crying to your mom that I just watched you get bullied at school. Then your mom would complain to my mom, and my mom would lecture me. You have no idea how hard that chubby kid hit. I didn't want to fight him at all!" Wyatt raged. Mia clearly hadn't expected this answer. She looked at Wyatt in shock but refused to give up: "Then... then in middle school, when a boy wrote me a love letter, why did you beat him up too?" I looked at Wyatt in surprise. Wyatt quickly grabbed my hand and explained frantically: "That was because you rejected the guy by telling him you liked me! The guy came looking for a fight with me! I never wanted to fight him! He broke one of my ribs!" This... Honestly, I felt embarrassed for Mia. But Mia still wouldn't let it go: "Then... then this time, when I came back, why did you immediately give me a job at your company without a second thought? You even made me your assistant. I heard I'm the only assistant who was ever fast-tracked into your company." Wyatt rubbed his forehead: "That's because you told my dad you couldn't find a good job, and my dad asked me to do him a favor and put you in my company. And you weren't my assistant! You were the assistant to the Executive Assistant! It was a completely made-up, idle role because I specifically didn't want you interfering with my work! And yet, you still managed to almost lose me several major clients!" The more he spoke, the angrier he got, finally shouting: "Mia, can you please just get out of my life?!" In the end, Mia covered her face and ran out of the room crying. After the dinner, I looked at Mr. and Mrs. Brooks awkwardly and apologized: "Mr. Brooks, Mrs. Brooks, I'm so sorry. I ruined your dinner party."
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