The union office was quite deserted at noon because everyone had gone out. Although Edana had been promoted to assistant to the president, she still came down here to rest whenever she had free time.
After finishing the meal Kent bought, she talked to him while watching the video that Cara had just sent her the link to.
Looking at the whole scene of the women's shoe factory, Edana was extremely excited. The shoe designs were extremely slim, not ostentatious but extremely attractive.
Cara was one of the top designers of the Global Group, the shoe designs created by her skillful hands always sold out every time they hit the shelves.
But fate brought her to a husband who was a gambler and a drunkard. All the money she had worked hard to earn was spent on redeeming him over and over again.
Finally, Cara couldn't stand it anymore, so she took him to court to get a divorce. Then, she listened to her friend who was a land broker, borrowed money, and switched to real estate with the hope of making money quickly.
Unfortunately, she didn't know anything about land, so she was lured by her friend and the real estate company. They took her to a very prime piece of land and advertised it until they saw dollar signs in her eyes, then brought out the contract for her to sign.
Because Cara heard the profit was so high, she was confused, her eyes were blurred, and she signed and paid the deposit very quickly.
Then, the next day, she looked back at the contract and saw that the plots of land she bought were all located in a deserted place, the value was not even equal to the deposit, it was extremely peaceful and quiet, in the morning there were monkeys, in the afternoon there were storks, very suitable for meditation.
Too upset, Cara brought the documents to the company to ask and received a very gentle and burning answer that she had already signed, if she didn't buy now, she would lose the deposit, that's all. And her broker friend took the money and flew away.
So, from empty hands, the shoe designer built up a pile of debt. She was helpless, just living day by day and waiting for the day she died, no longer interested in anything.
Three years ago, Dylan met Cara again on his way home from work. Feeling sorry for the talented designer's fate, he helped her with capital to open a company specializing in designing and manufacturing women's fashion shoes to supply to Global Group's shoe shops.
Because province D is Cara's hometown, she decided to stand up from the place where she was born. Over time, the factory expanded and had more and more workers.
Edana was staring at her phone when she suddenly screamed, startling Kent who was next to her. Then, in a flash, she stood up, grabbed the back of Kent's swivel chair, and pulled it back to clear a path for her to run.
Kent didn't understand what happened, he only knew that his girlfriend's pulling force was so strong that the swivel chair carrying him spun around as if he was making pottery. By the time he regained consciousness, she had disappeared.
Dylan had just returned to the office after lunch and hadn't even sat down when he heard a loud knock on the door. Then the assistant flew in, stuttering.
“President… President… Cara… Cara…”
“What? What happened to Cara?” He asked quickly.
“No, it's... it's... Nancy.” Edana said while pointing at the phone in her hand.
“Nancy? What are you talking about?”
Edana took a deep breath to calm down and then rewind the video for Dylan to watch. Looking at the girl he missed day and night, holding the sample shoe and stroking it on the screen, he immediately stuttered like Edana.
“Yes… yes… it’s… it’s her… Nancy… Nancy.”
“Yes.”
“Where is this place?”
“It's Cara's shoe factory, sir.”
Dylan's breathing became difficult, he staggered and held onto the back of the chair, almost unable to hold back his tears. For more than a year, he had been waiting for news of Nancy, but he didn't expect her to still be in the country, in D province, working in a company that supplies goods to the Global Group.
A knock came from outside the door and Lyle appeared shortly after. Seeing Dylan holding his heart and panting while Edana next to him was stroking his back, Lyle worriedly ran over and asked him repeatedly.
“What's wrong with you Dylan? Where are you in pain?”
“No.”
Dylan replied as he stood up straight and turned to tell Edana to go out and get him a glass of orange juice. After she left, he smiled at Lyle.
“Bro, I found her.”
“Who?”
“The person I love the most.”
“Nancy? Where is she?”
“Province D. She's working in Cara's company. Cousin, I have to go there right now, I can't wait any longer.”
“Go, leave the company to me. Bring my sister-in-law back, if possible, bring a baby back.” Lyle patted his cousin's shoulder to encourage him.
The bright smile that had been fading for months suddenly returned to Dylan's face, tears of joy falling from the corners of his eyes. He nodded repeatedly and then quickly ran out.
The luxury car rushed to the villa. When he arrived, he hurriedly ran up to his room, opened the closet, pulled out a bunch of clothes, threw them on the bed, folded them up, and put them in the suitcase. After that, he hurried back down the stairs, locked the door, got into the car, pressed the accelerator, and drove away.
The city gradually recedes, and the afternoon passes quickly. As soon as the car touched the road of Province D, it was dusk. The massive clouds swirled like rising ocean waves, gradually changing from pink-orange to black.
The sound of rain coming from afar rang out and poured down the road, blurring the car windows. Cool air spread everywhere.
The trees on both sides of the road stretched out, shaking off the dust that covered them, dancing for the rain to caress them.
Everything became fresh and so did Dylan, his dry and withered heart was watered by the rain of love.
This time, no matter what happens, he will never lose her again, because he knows clearly that in her heart there is also his shadow. According to Jolie, Nancy left because of her inferiority complex that pushed him to the brink of the abyss, almost losing his life and experiencing countless pains.
The rain continued to fall until late at night, a rain that did not pass quickly, lingering and sad. After the rumble of thunder, the lights suddenly went out. Nancy quickly got up, groped for her phone to turn on the light, found a candle in the desk drawer, and lit it.
In the distance, the sound of a child crying from waking up could be heard. Unable to sleep anymore, she went to the table and sat by the window looking at the asphalt road blurred by the water curtain. The flickering light of the candle filled the small house.
She didn't know how many nights had passed, she was alone and cold, looking at her reflection in the mirror. The sad drooping eyelashes on her gloomy face looked even more depressing in the dim mirror.
The sound of the wind lamenting sadly, the sound of the rain still gently falling outside, like her heart earnestly calling Dylan's name, calling the gentle and bitter longing to return and erode her miserable heart.