"I know," Jean answered.

After telling this to Mandy, Jean finally let out a breath. A wave of relief washed upon her as she felt good to have someone share the burden with her.

That night, she made an appointment with Mandy for further discussion, but Barton suddenly came back.

When Jean saw Barton, she was stunned for a moment. She came to her senses and asked, "Dad, why are you back so soon?"

"I finished my work ahead of time, so I flew back." Barton looked at her who seemed to be in a hurry. "Are you going out?"

"Yes, I'll be meeting my mom." Jean smiled. "Why didn't you call me? Didn't I say that I would pick you up at the airport?"

"No, thanks. I'm not a kid anymore. I don't want to bother anyone to pick me up." Barton smiled back. "If you want to go out, go ahead."

"Are you hungry? Let me..." Jean was heading to the kitche

"I'm afraid I won't be able to see you tomorrow. I have to go back to the company to deal with my work as soon as possible.

Your holiday is not over yet. Have a good rest. I will come to see you when I have time."

"I forgot to tell you something," Zoe exclaimed. "I called the HR department and told them I will go to work tomorrow."

"Really?" Barton was surprised with her news. "You mean it?"

"Yes. I have rested for such a long time. It's time for me to go back to work," said Zoe.

"But..."

"What? You don't want me to go back to work?" Zoe teased him.

"It's not like that!" Barton denied frantically as he shook his head. "I hope to see you every day in the company, but it worries me that you might overwork yourself."

"I've been in the industry for so long. I'm used to it," Zoe insisted. "I don't feel like resting any longer."