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Stepping on the gas and slowly starting the car, Ellsworth finally spoke in an unruffled tone: “The general office has already issued an announcement, admitting that you left the Townsend 

Group and joined Galaxy Innovations. They explained to the 

public that your move to Galaxy Innovations is a return to your original field of expertise.” 

The announcement also said there was no marital crisis, but 

Ellsworth didn’t mention that to Harriet. 

At this point, Ellsworth smiled and teased her: “After handling the aftermath for three years, this time you finally got your own 

back.” 

… 

… 

Harriet. 

She hadn’t expected Ellsworth to still be in the mood to joke at 

a time like this, nor had she expected him not to be angry with 

her over this. She thought he would give her the cold shoulder, 

since he used to be emotionally distant so often. 

She hadn’t expected that when he should be angry, he wasn’t. 

Staring at Ellsworth for a while, Harriet said, “Ellsworth, I didn’t 

mean to…” 

Before Harriet could finish her apology, Ellsworth smiled and interrupted her: “Alright, don’t overthink it. What’s done is done. It’s just a big deal for now. The stock will stabilize in a couple of days.” 

Ellsworth was the one comforting her instead, and Harriet didn’t know what to say. 

It was only now that she realized she didn’t really know Ellsworth that well. She used to think he was cynical, but every time something serious happened, he was calm and could handle things rationally. 

Looking at Ellsworth, Harriet didn’t say anything more. 

Soon, the car arrived at the entrance of the Townsend’s 

mansion, but Ellsworth didn’t drive in. He just parked at the 

gate. 

Turning to look at Ellsworth, she saw him glance into the yard, but he had no intention of getting out, so Harriet didn’t open her door either. 

Seeing him at a loss, even rubbing his temples, Harriet asked, 

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“Why aren’t we going in?” 

Ellsworth turned to Harriet and said calmly, “You think it’s just 

about the stocks?” 

With that, Ellsworth leaned his head back against the seat, 

closed his eyes, continued rubbing his temples, and said in a 

low voice, “The gossip on Twitter is even harder to deal with 

than the stocks.” 

…Harriet fell silent. 

It was true. No one dared criticize him for the stock drop-he 

could handle that himself. But once inside the Townsend’s 

mansion, with Raymond and Tamera scolding him, all he could 

do was listen and take it. 

After silently watching Ellsworth for a while, Harriet asked, 

“Does your head hurt a lot?” 

Ellsworth replied blandly, “Yeah, it really hurts.” 

With that, the car fell into a brief silence. 

After a long while, Ellsworth finally spoke in a low voice: “I 

thought you were going to give me a massage.” 

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Back in school, Ellsworth loved to order Harriet and Kathie 

around. 

At that time, he’d give them a little benefit, and the two girls would help him carry his backpack, run errands, and often one would massage his back while the other massaged his legs. 

Ellsworth was basically treated like a little prince. 

Harriet had even helped him with his homework. When she was 

in elementary school, she could do his middle school 

homework; when she was in middle school, she did his high 

school assignments. 

Later in college, she was only one year behind him. 

Back then, they were very close. 

Thinking of the past, Harriet couldn’t help but smile. 

Then, she turned sideways, raised her hands, and started 

massaging Ellsworth’s temples. 

If she hadn’t cost him billions today, she wouldn’t be doing this. 

When Harriet’s soft hands pressed against his temples, 

Ellsworth naturally moved his own hands away. 

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Harriet’s hands were soft and comfortable. 

He closed his eyes and also recalled many things from the past. 

In the past, she would massage him like this and ask 

considerately if the pressure was enough. 

“Ells, is this pressure okay?” 

“Ells, are you done? I’m really tired.” 

“Ells, can I put the backpack down? My shoulders are getting heavy.” 

Flooded by memories, Ellsworth couldn’t help but smile. 

If she hadn’t liked someone else, if she hadn’t been so practical, 

if he hadn’t seen her diary, maybe the two of them could have 

had a good life together. 

Sometimes, knowing less makes you happier. 

While Ellsworth was lost in thought, Harriet’s voice suddenly 

came from beside him: “Ellsworth, is this pressure okay?” 

“It’s fine,” Ellsworth replied gently. 

It was very quiet outside, and even quieter inside the car. Even 

though it was June, the sky was still bright. 

She didn’t know how long she massaged Ellsworth. Finally, 

Harriet said, “Ellsworth, are you feeling better? My hands are a bit tired.” 

It was the same words as before, except she no longer called him Ells.