Chapter 760: Chapter 460 He Protects Me Like This, It’s Very Moving
"Too concerned? No, you’re overthinking it.
He’s just my colleague, we work in the same office, and he just happens to sit opposite me."
Even though Ivy knew it was unlikely he was jealous because of her, she was still delighted to hear him say that.
It felt like she was being cared for.
"Just colleagues? I don’t believe it.
There must be quite a few people in your office.
Why is it that none of them brought you food, but he did?
He’s not married yet, is he? Is he single?"
Ivy pouted: "I really don’t know, I haven’t asked before.
I’m here to work, not to care about other people’s marital status."
"Well, be careful now. There are many suitable men without girlfriends these days.
Young and beautiful as you are, starting in an office is like entering a college campus.
Those experienced older men would probably want to win you over."
Henry Sullivan spoke very seriously; he was truly worried about this woman being schemed upon.
After all, she had little social experience and a pure heart, making her easily deceived.
"Alright, uncle, I’m already married. I know what I should and shouldn’t do.
I won’t act recklessly, nor will I cause you to worry about my conduct."
Henry Sullivan nodded: "That’s good. When will you finish your work?"
Ivy glanced through her materials: "Half a page left; after that, I’ll review it all over again. About forty more minutes."
"Alright then, don’t hang up, just put the phone aside and continue your work."
"Huh?" Ivy was dumbfounded, no way.
"I’ll stay with you here, don’t worry, just leave it there."
"Um, uncle, do you have WeChat? Is your mobile data on, let’s use video.
That way, we can save a bit on phone bills and still see each other."
Henry Sullivan shook his head: "I don’t have those things."
"Okay, I’ll occasionally make a sound to let you know I’m still here."
She said as she put her phone to the side and turned on speaker mode.
Henry Sullivan could hear her turning the pages over the phone.
He could also hear her sighs of frustration.
Fifteen minutes later, she finally finished translating all the materials, and she giggled: "Uncle, I’ve finished translating. Time to start reviewing."
"Alright then, go ahead, I’m here."
Ivy calmed herself and started reviewing the materials from the beginning, which took her a total of thirty-five minutes.
After putting the documents into her drawer, she stood up, grabbed her bag and phone.
"Uncle, I’m done with work. I’m heading downstairs."
"Okay, hang up after you get in the car."
Ivy felt warm inside: "Uncle, are you always this considerate?"
"Is this considered considerate?"
"Yes," she felt it was warming, even a bit romantic.
Men like this are rare these days, no QQ, WeChat, or Weibo games, working from sunrise to sunset, doesn’t smoke, and has a decent lifestyle...
Most importantly, the way he just protected her was truly moving.
"Your standards are indeed not high."
"Alright, I’m in the car now."
He heard the sound of a car door closing on the other end of the line: "Okay, drive safely and call me when you get home."
"Mm."
After hanging up the phone, Henry Sullivan gave his father a call.
He usually didn’t call his father, so his father was a bit surprised to receive his call: "Henry, is something wrong?"
"There’s nothing wrong here, but about Ivy, I hope you can look after her a little.
It’s not right for a girl to work overtime every day."
"What, did Ivy complain to you?"
Henry Sullivan’s expression turned cold: "If she complained, that would be good, at least I could help her openly.
I called to ask where she was, and she lied, saying she was at home.
It was only when I overheard a colleague bringing her food that I knew she was working overtime.
Now that I’m not beside her and can’t take care of her, as her half-father, shouldn’t you be attentive to her?
I can’t rely on my mom, so I hope you can pay more attention to this."
"Alright, I understand. You just focus on your work, and I’ll do my best."
Henry Sullivan was silent for a moment, and then Damian Sullivan smiled slightly; this boy finally learned to care for others, which was a good thing.
Change was better than letting him live in a constant state of introversion.
Over the years, because of Isla Linton, their family had undergone enough changes.
After going to work the next day, Ivy handed in the documents to the team leader, who glanced at them and seeing no major issues, handed her another document.
"This document is needed this afternoon."
Ivy was taken aback, this afternoon? That was clearly an impossible task.
Holding the document, she stood beside the team leader.
The team leader looked at her displeased: "What are you standing here for?"
Ivy was troubled: "Team leader, I surely can’t finish this by this afternoon."
"Can’t finish? Then what are you here for? To play?"
This document was even thicker than yesterday’s, and judging by its content, it was plentiful, too. She had worked overtime until nine last night, so this one... the earliest it could be done was ten, right?
"Team leader, I admit, my current work skills aren’t that great, but if you needed this document by this afternoon, why didn’t you give it to me earlier?
Even if I work overtime or stay up all night, I will complete the tasks you assign.
But now... this is clearly an impossible task.
Not just for me, even if you give this to another newcomer, it won’t get done."
"I don’t believe you. You say it’s your poor work ability, making excuses for yourself."
Ivy gritted her teeth; she had come here to work, ready to endure.
But really, this was too much.
Several newcomers joined the department at the same time, she watched as others had lighter workloads, and this, she didn’t envy.
She didn’t ask for equal treatment from the leadership.
But this was way too excessive in bullying.
Her tolerance had limits, so she decided not to endure anymore.
She tossed the document on the team leader’s desk: "Then let someone else translate it, if they can do it by 3 PM today, I’ll admit I’m just making excuses and my abilities are lacking. But if they can’t do it, then I hope you’ll apologize to me."
"What did you say? Ivy, it seems you don’t want to work anymore.
What, driving an Audi to work means you don’t care about the salary, right?
Then don’t work here, pack up and leave."
Ivy clenched her fists, damn it, her Audi, what’s it got to do with them?